Went to Mass alone yesterday.
Got in line for coffee and donuts even though i don’t do either.
Just wanted to participate in spiritual community.
Maybe 15 minutes in line talking with a friend, he and his Family get coffee and donuts and i decide which table to sit at amongst the 20 tables in the long, narrow room.
The closest table at the end of the donut tables was empty except for a middle-aged man i’ve never seen before.
A year ago to the day, he and his wife arrived from Dominican Republic to spend Christmas with his 28-year old only son.
Stomach pain landed him in the local hospital at 3:00 PM, and the doctors told him he needed open-heart surgery at 6:00 AM.
His heart was so bad, they said he’d soon die.
He didn’t have $800,000, nor insurance to cover the surgery.
His prognosis was only 15-20% he’d survive the surgery.
The hospital gave him the $800,000 operation and subsequent treatments and therapies for free.
A priest gave him last rights and a Rosary.
He asked the medical team if he could hold the Rosary in his hand during the surgery.
This is a story that can’t be made up.
i almost stayed home.
i almost skipped coffee and donuts.
i almost didn’t sit at Mario’s table.
(csn, txt 1,2,3 when you read this pls)
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