Every Wednesday, we ladies have sort of made a vow to pray the rosary and the novena to Our Lady of Perpetual Help at the chapel. It has been over 10 years now since we started and there are days that there’s more of us in number, that is, more than ten, and lately, just a few of us now since we have moved on to other church activities and which has eaten our time. Having recovered from breast cancer, I made it a point to go to the chapel, even though the task of opening the chapel and turning on the lights, electric fans and sound system was assigned to me every Wednesday since the former caretaker left.
Since I have to come early to open the chapel, I was already in the chapel when the strong rains poured at about 5 pm. Coming in close was sis Belen, a lady in her 80’s who has to be constantly reminded of the date and time of our activities and who talks in a whisper since she lost her voice a few years ago. She lives with a married brother near my home. When the rains poured I knew the other ladies won’t be able to come so we started praying. We were thankful it stopped raining as we were about to conclude our prayers so we were able to go home safe and dry.
It was a blessing in disguise that only the two of us came to pray as our prayers were more heartfelt, as the ladies whose cellphones compete with our prayers were not there to distract our meditation as they always do. The overcast skies and cool weather was conducive to praying, I could almost feel the eyes of the Blessed Mother on me as if it was going to blink. If we could always pray this was always, maybe the image will.