In fact, the Feast Day homily continued to resonate the following Sunday at my home parish, as the pastor gave a homily about the Beatitudes: “Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven…Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth”—their wisdom often goes against secular logic. The pastor at my parish recalled a visit to the grotto where Jesus was born. The entry way was low, so he had to stoop to enter, a posture of humility. The pastor’s story seemed to respond so inherently to the words of Saint Angela, shared at the Feast Day celebration. It was a small memento I could hold onto and carry with me.
Following the Feast Day mass and initiation of the new associates, we gathered in the Motherhouse dining room for a delicious meal. The tables displayed pictures of Saint Angela. The smell of Italian food gave testament to the Ursuline’s proud heritage. A palpable energy of laughter and camaraderie reminded us of Saint Angela’s presence. As we gathered in her honor, she was with us.