Magna knows she is in the Lord's house as she curls up before the altar during Mass. Her many surgeries have taken a heavy toll on her, but she courageously continues to be an ambassador for the church. We Winter Texans are indeed blessed to be a part of this wonderful parish. During the months we spend here, we steal a small portion of the hospitality and are accepted with open arms and heart by the parishioners. Our summers are spent up North with family and friends.
Days grow shorter and nights take over with their growing darkness.
Leaves turn their many colors and begin to fall. Trees bare their branches quickly. This is just another sign that autumn is upon us. Our lives are so blessed, able to share in this fellowship. We herald the widespread unity we experience when we return.