I'm not going to lie; having our first official Mass during the quarantine lockdown hurt mightily. Your faces were nowhere to be found. My dear people, the flock entrusted to me by Jesus Christ seemed scattered to the wind, leaving behind only empty wooden pews. "I wonder where you are at this moment?" I thought to myself. Only God knows. Indeed, only He knows the outcome of our current scourge. Is He not in control? Can His will still be found in this mess?