What a life! And it is mine, as a Priest of Jesus Christ!

...what day today is? It is the Solemnity of the Assumption of the Blessed Virgin Mary. Today I also finished my summer parish assignment at Immaculate Conception Marlborough... This is the parish I was assigned to last summer as well...It was an amazing blessing to return to a parish where I already had a rapport/relationship with the pastor, the parish staff and the parishioners. Walking back into this summer, I wondered how it would differ from last summer. I knew that my expectations would be mainly the same, with a few additions, however I didn't anticipate some of the experiences I had. Within the first 3 hours I returned, the pastor and I went to the hospital to pray with the brother/sister-in-law of a man who had already passed away. During the course of my first week back there were several experiences that never occurred during the summer of 2015 that we experienced... As I was talking with one of my closest friends from NAC about it, it dawned on me that ...

For those who are regular followers of my blog, you may recall the post below. Since this is the beginning of my conversion story, it has largely remained the same, I have only updated the date from the last time I posted this (Aug. 2, 2013 when I first arrived to Italy and was doing Italian studies in Siena): August 2, 1998 will forever stick out in my mind as the day of my conversion...it was the first time I can recall really praying, and confident that my prayer was heard. So without further delay...let's take a trip back to the summer before 8th grade! August 2, 1998 was a typical summer day. My family went down to Rhode Island for the Pawtucket Red Sox game with the free tickets we got at the end of the school year. After a long day, the family slowly retired for the night. Being a "cool teenager" (I had just turned 13 in June), during summer I stayed up until all hours talking on the phone with friends or watching tv. This night was filled tv and Town Spa Piz...