last friday, April 22, together with my five fabulous kidos (kids) ^_^ and my husband started our novena to the Divine Mercy; our first ever as a family. for nine consecutive days the prayer offers different petitions and persona as dictated by our Lord to Sis. Faustina. the novena is quite short and easy to say, and the kids can recite them with gusto. and i realized that because of this 'joint venture' we bonded more each day and marked each night the time to start the prayer.
we went to confession today as i want to make sure that we will be able to comply God's requirement before the feast day tomorrow. so much for human effort trying to please one's boss or loved ones --- so important, because this is God Himself!
we all lined up (sitted, though) in a bench made of sand pebbles glued altogether and painstakingly waited for our turn. past forty five minutes came, i was really expecting the kids will start to show their 'signals' that they had more than enough; but i was glad as they were all charming to make it through the day.
some frequest church goers just slip through to go directly to the prayer room and some had a blank stare on their faces. whatever it was, i can sense that we all wanted to avail the sacrament of reconciliation no matter what.
God really surprised me in His own ways. and many times indeed.
the church volunteers can't help but notice and ask about my 4th child, an incoming 4th grader, not only if he knows how to say and pray the rosary but how to have a confession! i was irked at first for the way she questioned him, though i think the old lady never meant any harm; still, i had to stressed that their school had every student go to the sacraments precisely at 2nd grade.
now, people are starting to take notice. she got me. suddenly, there was another lady who interrupted and asked politely more or less the same question, and when i mentioned the school they came from, her eyes and face brightened up; it turned out that her own children was also a product of the same school.
they commended me for having brought the kids to be able to participate in the confession rites, and patted my shoulders for a job well done. nowadays, i guess, large family members like ours are seldom spotted to be at where we are. it is, i believe, God's grace to allow such event to occur. it makes my heart so happy and ever greatful to God for giving me wonderful and God-loving children. a mother like me could'nt ask for more.
He allowed all things in our lives to happen as He willed.
The great Lord of all times.
To God be the Glory !
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