Breaking News: Mary Knew
On the Sunday after Christmas a few years back I had to drive home after visiting family in North Georgia. Instead of going to Mass in Atlanta, or trying to find a parish somewhere on the road, we decided to leave early enough on Sunday morning to make it back home in time to attend the afternoon service at our own church. After dragging the kids out of bed and herding everyone into the car we were on the road with a singular goal – make it home in time for the 5:00 pm Mass. With minimal stops and a shaky adherence to posted speed limits we made it home with time left over to shower and change before Mass. When the worn-out old minivan rolled wearily into the parking lot of the church it would be an understatement to say that I was tired. I was truly exhausted from the 750 mile trip completed in just over 24 hours with very little sleep. But I was content and more than a little proud. Here we were at our local parish fulfilling our Sunday Mass obligatio...