last friday night, i had an incredibly vivid dream about fr. mychal judge: i was in new york city, visiting a pub that father judge frequented. i remember seeing nuns sitting in booths at the pub. then, i found myself walking down a crowded city block to fr. judge's home. many other visitors were there, looking at his personal items, reading, talking, and hugging. i started sobbing. and then i was awake.
i have absolutely no idea why i was dreaming about fr. judge. many of you know how much i admire his compassion, especially towards those he saw as disenfranchised. (by the way, if you have not seen the documentary on judge's life, "saint of 9/11", please feel free to borrow it from me.) at any rate, when i woke up saturday morning, i felt compelled to google fr. judge's church, st. francis of assisi in manhattan. while researching their programs, i found the breadline for the poor, a ministry of the franciscan friars there since 1929.
i'm not sure if this was the reason for my dream, but...in the right-hand column of my blog, i have posted a photo of st. francis of assisi church with a link to the breadline, if you are interested in making a donation. for more information, please click on any of the links i've provided.
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