As we waited under the large statue of St. Pope John Paul II for our fellow pilgrims to gather and get back on the bus for the airport, our friend Anna arrived with something she bought for us. She found a pin of St. Michael. I am not sure if we mentioned we were even looking for such a thing to Anna, but even if we did, the fact she had the heart to look for it and find it is all the supernatural provenance we needed.
As we got on the bus, my wife and I shared this special moment together and we were so grateful we “risked” it and signed on to a journey that included Mass every day. And we are and always will be forever grateful to one of God’s greatest gifts to our family and to so many others, the Bishop of Fresno.
We only had one last question to answer as our tour guide took a final headcount on the bus: “Where’s Dolores?”