Just returned home from Mass and called Sister Bea. This is the second week I’ve gone to Mass at this other parish, and it feels right.
I’ve decided to stick with my gut and commit to my original decision to stop bringing Holy Communion to that family. Although I’ve enjoyed my service to them, I feel called toward another parish. And though I offered to be friends with them, the mother (who I originally signed up to serve Holy Communion) made it clear she only wants to see me if I’m serving them Holy Communion. And I respect her honesty. Thus, they would be better served by someone else.
I made plans to meet Sister Bea tomorrow and return the Pix to her, so someone else can use it. Although I admit, I loved having it. It made me feel holy, to possess something designed to house and transport the Real Presence.
Sister was disappointed but trusts in my decision and said I’ll be missed at the parish I’m leaving but she wishes me well. She said she would love to continue keeping in touch as friends, and I’m glad to hear that.
I’m a very practical woman, especially as I age. And I need a parish where I can HEAR Mass, with more structure. That’s why I’m attracted to this other parish.
I have so much to give and I want to choose a parish with care and prayerful reflection. I have a feeling I may have found it.