Most people who know me know that I tend to rely on my faith to help me get through all those trials and tribulations that occur in my life.  I have relied on my faith to get me through the break up of my marriage and through several relationships that I thought would last but didn’t.  I know that I can always fall back on God as I talk with him daily and know that regardless of what I do he is there for me.

 

Last night I attended a Mass of Remembering, Healing and Hope at my church, Church of the Holy Family, in Endwell, NY.  November 2 is All Souls’ Day in the Roman Catholic church.  This is a church that has been around since the late 1960’s but, in August of 2008, merged with a neighboring parish in a “redistricting” of sorts in the southern part of the Syracuse Diocese.  The Mass last night was in memory of all the parishioners and family and friends of parishioners who had died in the past year.

 

My father died in March of this year.  I had been to these masses previously but never with a death being so fresh to me personally.  I found the readings and homily so pertinent.  The music was amazing!  I did shed some tears.  I cannot imagine anyone who was there that was in my situation who would have been dry eyed.

 

Special thanks to all who helped with the mass in any way – Father Clarence, Deacon George, the bereavement ministry, the music ministry.  Words cannot express how much I appreciated the Mass.