O, what a glorious ceremony! It was over 2 hrs long, but filled with much grace, I hardly knew so much time had passed.

There was mass at 3, which I was soo grateful for because trying to make the morning masses can be so very difficult for me, and it turns out I was up until 4 am working on some homework. Had this not been such a feast day, I would have missed mass because I didn't even hear my alarms go off.

The Divine Mercy is my most favorite feast day. It's the one thing in this world I know I can count on--the Mercy of God. After confession and mass, I feel brand-new, like the parable of the wineskins. God recreates your wineskin, brand new, and pours fresh wine into it. New and forever changed; one is never the same after such mercy is poured forth.

What did you do for Divine Mercy Sunday?