tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879035652237108512.post5229550087874107436..comments2023-10-10T05:29:55.020-07:00Comments on Thoughts About Life and Running: Zamboanga – The First Day: A Day of Two ReunionsNoel DLPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10240564586575547579noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879035652237108512.post-87805836776446077732012-09-27T05:40:14.011-07:002012-09-27T05:40:14.011-07:00I remember Mama's first sentences when she saw...I remember Mama's first sentences when she saw me upon my arrival at her hospital room. She said, " I already have seen a priest. I had confession and received holy communion".<br /><br />Prior to this meeting, I asked Mama over the phone if she already saw a priest and received the sacrament of the anointing of the sick. She said not yet. She just received communion regularly from the Oblate nun who was ministering in the hospital.<br /><br />She was a devout catholic and she proudly proclaimed, with all the strength she could muster, that she has received the holy sacraments. larrydlphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17107480473767243140noreply@blogger.com