Reflection

On the drive back from New Orleans, Pat mentioned that he felt like was already in a kind of state of withdrawal because the trip would soon be over and he would miss everybody so much. I can't help but to feel the same way now. When I came home to Cleveland on Sunday night, I sat in the darkness of my living room and did nothing. I couldn't do or say anything. The mission trip experience was so surreal and beautiful - I couldn't move on, at least not yet.

I just feel so blessed and humbled to have had the chance to do God's work with such a special group of people. And that's really what being Catholic is all about - it's that communal aspect, like the disciples. We are all sinners, susceptible to the trappings of human nature and we can't go it alone. We need each other, like crops need sunlight and water, to replinish and enrich the spiritual life of the soul. And after going on the trip, I really feel renewed in the Holy Spirit. So thank you all. I miss you lots.