Police Cars and Confession
I lived for a short period of time, less than a year, in Mobile, Alabama.
The lush, rainy, City of Six Flags. I’d love to visit again!
About eight months after I left Mobile, I started being drawn toward Catholicism--specifically watching EWTN.
I eventually became Catholic.
Years later, I found out that while I was in Mobile, I lived about five miles away from the Visitation Monastery of Mobile.
Coincidence? “Godwink”?
The nuns' prayers for the people of their city, may have flowed over the monastery walls to reach me!
If I now lived five-ish miles from a Catholic monastery, I’d probably visit at least once a month.
Now I live hundreds of miles from any Catholic monastary.
But I am Catholic now.
Here’s to the cloistered nuns who intercede for us all!