Into the Arms of God

There are times in life when certain individuals are brought to you to fulfill a specific purpose.  Once accomplished, they leave as quickly as they came. 

On my way to the Y yesterday I turned on the radio and found out that the Monseigneur that I had assisted in the past and who baptized Toddler S this past Labor day week-end passed away.  God called him home during mass.  Specifically, as he was about to consecrate the gifts.  For someone who gave his entire life to the Lord, what an honor to return to Him in this manner.

I remember during the christening where Monseigneur described what was happening within Toddler S's soul, which was invisible to us.  He said how Jesus, who died so that we may live, was coming down into her soul and eradicating the evil that was in her inherited by original sin.  He later went on to state that our destiny is to be with Him for eternity and noted that he couldn't wait to be with his parents forever.  God, who always listens and watches, honored His servant's wish.

What a true blessing to have had our child be the last baptism he performed on earth.  I will miss seeing your warm face and listening to words of hope, but know that you will keep a close watch on our family for the rest of our days.

Monseigneur Scully & Us