More than that, I strove to make our faith conversations and actions relevant in our weekly activities. To share Jesus with others, both in our new home, and in our involvement to serve in our church, school, and town has not always been easy, but it has worth it. We're not experts at living the Christian life, but we're relying on grace to save and forgive us when we fail.

Now, the children are grown and I am looking back now at almost twenty years since I prayed The Visitation and suddenly knew that I would be on the move with Mary. I've prayed that mystery of the rosary hundreds of times since. Much to my surprise, even though I've tried to live its message, you might say the Visitation has been visited upon me, over and over again.

The Feast of the Visitation of the Blessed Virgin Mary this week, on May 31, is a good time to ask oneself: Who brings you Jesus? And, who do you bring Jesus to?

Who brings me Jesus?

My husband. I'm not ashamed to say that the single and solitary love of my husband has been God's way of showing me his Face for over thirty years. In a world full of suffering, and we've had our share too, I see and know there is a greater grace that pervades it.

My children. Over the course of over twenty-five years of parenting, I've seen my children bring me Jesus through their smiles and little heartfelt prayers, to their helpful chores done in the name of the love, to their own adult professions of faith and service to others.

My friends. Countless friends have gladdened my soul with their visits in my home and elsewhere. In recent weeks, they've been at bridal showers for my daughter. In days gone by they've stood by during my years of study for my Masters, or patiently sat beside me as I waited in cancer ward queues for check-ups and blood work. Others have filled my joy tank with weekend escapes to ski, camp, or explore new cities. A few have made religious pilgrimages with me.

My priests and my local Catholic church. Every week I am privileged to receive the Blessed Sacrament—Jesus!—or receive his mercy in reconciliation, thanks to the priest at our church. I've been anointed before surgeries and I've been consoled when grieving a loss. I've been part of a parish of neighbors and townsfolk who are growing in the Spirit together and where we can serve those in need of love and support in our region.

Mary. This spiritual mother has changed me for the good of all who know me, and I talk a lot about her in here and . St Louis de Montfort once preached, "The salvation of the whole world began with the 'Hail Mary.' Hence the salvation of each person is also attached to this prayer."

For these visitations and for so much more, I am truly grateful. They move my heart as I contemplate Mary's feast day this week.

And you know what happens when a heart is moved—we are moved to action.

How about you? Who brings Jesus to you, and who will you bring Jesus to next?