Back in 2002, the associate pastor at our parish suggested praying for an hour a week before the Blessed Sacrament. I thought, “This is crazy. I’ve got five kids. I don’t have time…” but found myself spending an hour a week. Sometimes, I’d pray the Rosary. Sometimes, I’d fall asleep. When I told the priest, he laughed and told me, “You’re in good company, the apostles couldn’t stay awake either.” And added, maybe Jesus knew, I needed the rest.