We’re leaving tomorrow morning at 7 am, so naturally, I’m not quite done packing. Nor are my dishes done, but eh, what are frantic 11pm housecleaning sessions for?
What I am doing right now is camping out on my couch writing out the prayer requests we’ve received. I bought this adorable turquoise moleskin notebook with 100 pages and thought, meh, overkill…but it’s more than half full already, and I’m not even done unloading my inbox. I am honored and deeply humbled that so many people have entrusted us with their prayer intentions. I felt really strongly that we needed to physically carry them with us, hence the notebook. Now I just hope I don’t run out of pages.
We just found out an hour ago that we have press passes – journalist credentials, in other words – for the canonization ceremony. Which means access to the press entrance into the Square. Which means WE’RE GETTING IN!!! But if you could throw up a tiny, selfish prayer that the guards, um, turn the other cheek when they see us toting our equipment and three miniature assistants with us? I’m not sure it’s totally normal (or even remotely permissible) for the press to bring their bambini along. So yeah.
I’ve got to go scoop this baby off the floor now but please, please know we are praying for you!
I don’t know what kind of interet we’ll have at our apartment, but if I can snag some wifi, you know exactly what I’ll do with it.
Oh, and pray for a 12 hour nap for everyone in our family under the age of 4 tomorrow. Pretty please?
John Paul II, pray for us!