Yes, it had been my hour to cantor at Mass. Unexpectedly, our music director could not sing, and he brought a new cantor along to learn the ropes. The music was difficult.
It was Pentecost.
The Holy Spirit worked with me on the virtue of Humility, again. Mistakes. Mistakes. Mistakes. And I don't mean from our novice cantor. She did a beautiful job! She really did. No. It was me. I thought I was starting at the right time. I missed it. On one song, I started too early. Name it. I did it.
When Mass ended, I had to pick up the purificators to wash them. Of course, I ran into Father. I said, "The Holy Spirit taught me Humility, again." He replied, "That's a good way to look at it." I wanted to crawl into a hole, but I had to help with the graduation party.
I took the box of purificators to the car to store them before I went downstairs to help. As I walked down to Jesuit Hall, I walked past a car in the parking lot. Then, I saw it. God's consolation to me.
"It's OK."
Thank you, Jesus!
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