|From Magnificat for July 2014|
I remember being at the shrine and thinking how different it felt from when I was usually there, because the church was devoid of all people aside from us, and usually it is bustling with visitors. When we got to the Rite of the Sacraments of Initiation, the priest paused to say a few words about how he had come to know my dad, and how he had enjoyed the instruction classes they had journeyed through together. Then he said that he loved the saint my dad had chosen as his confirmation patron, and in my mind I thought: "Oh yes, he chose St. Andrew," because that was my great-grandfather's name, and I knew that my dad had been planning to use it in honor of him.
But then Father said: "He chose [at that time] Blessed Kateri Tekakwitha..."
And I remember being surprised that he had changed his mind, but then thinking "Oh, of course. That makes perfect sense."
And it does. If you read my link to our faith story, you'll see why. ;-)
St. Kateri, pray for us!