Louis had Alzheimer’s. I visited him for years every Friday afternoon to spend some time with him. We would often walk to the library to read the newspapers. On the way there, we would invariably stop at a church that was open all day and where the Blessed Sacrament was exposed. We would spend a few minutes in silent prayer before heading for the library. On leaving the church one day, Louis turned to me and said, “Do you know what I prayed for today? I said to God, ‘Do you see that man sitting next to me? Please give him double what he is asking for.’ ” What Louis didn’t know was that the only prayer I made in that church that day was, “Lord, please bless Louis.” When love is freely and generously given to someone near you, it has a tendency to boomerang right back at you and embrace you double fold, ten fold or even a hundred fold.
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