Justinto it, an 1yearold girlnamed Mary Clareknelt. And slowly, onebyone, weall knelttoo. I mademymind go back to the mysteries of therosary. Butthen, I was distracted as acouplecameup to us with a grocerybag. In ittheyhad treats forus, becausetheyhadseen us prayingthere. If we had leftafterthefirstrosary, wewouldn ' t havegotten them. God rewards us forthe protection of His littleones, notonlyin heaven butsometimes on earth.
Theworldis dependingupon us. No, we ' renotBatman, or Spiderman. W edon ' t haveto travel hundreds of miles to destroyaring. And yetourmission is justas important. Weare an armyof prayer warriors.