Why I now understand Mary as a godly woman I want to emulate.
While on vacation, I agreed to sit for an interview by a writer covering the “Living Rosary” group I’d started. It was 9 a.m. in Florida, and I was bleary-eyed as I hugged a cup of coffee and stared out at the ocean and answered her questions.
At the 30-minute mark, I blurted out one response to her query so quickly, and with such certainty, that I knew it was an epiphany I needed to share...
