By Alyssa Bormes


“What do you think? A man had two sons;
and he went to the first and said, ‘Son, go and work in the vineyard today.’
 And he answered, ‘I will not’; but afterward he repented and went. ~ Matthew 21:28-29


Mike, Walt, and Jesus have seen me in my worst outfits.

Oddly this ugly-outfit-wearing-event nearly always coincides with another event… 10:26 pm on Mondays. It is exactly then each week when I have likely achieved the most comfortable sleep position ever known to man—or woman. My pillow is perfect and supportive, my sheets are cool, crisp, and soft, the blankets are just heavy enough, but not too heavy, the room temperature is cool, or maybe even cold (which is the best), but then something else happens… 10:27!

Although I should pop right out of bed at the sound of my alarm and proclaim, “Be it done unto me according to Thy word,” my fiat often sounds a lot more like a whiny, whimper-ish, “Nooooooo….” So, I hit the snooze, and nine minutes later, there is usually more whining, and something like, “I’m not going,” or “Why me?” or “I’m quitting.” Then there is one more nine-minute snooze cycle, at which time I’m late. So, I fly out of bed and throw together a snappy ensemble, which usually consists of my pajamas and a few other assorted mismatched, stretched-out pieces—because comfort is key. Then I fly out the door, down to my car, drive the three miles, park, and run into the chapel, and there are Mike and Jesus.

In The Chapel

I sign the book and sit down. Mike gives me the nod and whispers, “Goodnight,” as he leaves, and then I’m alone with The Big Guy.

Jesus doesn’t seem to mind my very reluctant fiat; instead, He has been waiting for me, just like He does every week. Somehow Matthew 21:28-29 comes to mind; I chuckle, and I think He winks. Then we spend a wonderful hour together. 

Walt is usually a little early, right on time, or even a little late. Once he signs the book, I whisper, “Goodnight” to him as I leave. 

All Are Welcome

Just like Mike, Walt never seems to care what sort of nonsense I’m wearing, and I’m never embarrassed. No one is concerned about adorable outfits; instead, nocturnal Adoration is a bit of a come-as-you-are any time of the year. Everyone is welcome, even if you happen to be wearing your worst outfit. 



Lord Jesus, you have given Yourself to the world in the Eucharist. We cannot thank you enough for this precious gift. Lead us to a deeper understanding of Your presence. Amen.

Call to Action

Go to an adoration chapel this week. Commit to an hour a week with the Lord. If this is not available in your area, consider going to a Mass one day during the week.


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