I am at Shady Oak. I hear the doorbell at 6:30 p.m. I am upstairs. I go downstairs and open the door. No one is there. I talk to my eight and ten year old girls and tell them if they hear the doorbell to not open the door or do outside. Earlier I read about a predatory priest. I see lights from a car coming down the driveway.
Later I talk to the girls. I find out that my eight year old did go outside and talk to the priest who was in his car. I tell her to never do that again.
On January 11th I had a dream about protecting my baby. I am not sure why this is coming up now. Nothing seems to be triggering protection from my waking life. I do remember when I was 8 years old, I had touched the host during communion to stop it from falling off of my tongue. After mass (this is with all the students on a week day), the priest came down the aisle asking who touched the host. I raised my hand and had to walk across the pew and have him wipe my hands. That day at school, during lunch time in the cafeteria, I got a lot of teasing. I was a very shy, sensitive kid and that was hard for me!