I’ve always wanted to pray in church, before the Blessed Sacrament. If possible, everyday.
I always come out of it a calmer person, a more grateful mother.
Being with Christ changes you profoundly.
Now it becomes challenging when you have a number of kids.
But if there is a will, there is a way.
So one fine day, I left Jose and Kiko with Tatay while they were having their afternoon nap. I packed my first five and brought them to church with their paints, brushes and paper…
I prayed, they painted.
I think God was extra happy to see the kids there.