They stop in the Adoration Chapel where Jesus is waiting for them in the Blessed Sacrament. They are joyous; they are sad. They bow; they kneel. They smile; they cry. They come from all walks of life; dressed in all sorts of attire. They are all ages, all genders, all sizes. They stay for a few minutes or for a few hours.
Some are too ashamed to even enter into His presence, and choose instead to kneel in the hall before the open door.
Each of them has a need: to talk, to share, to dump, to heal. Each of them has a want: counseling, advice, direction, forgiveness.
The young woman comes in seeking blessings for her school day. The young man comes in seeking companionship as he heads off to college. The adult woman comes in seeking relief for her grieving of the turmoil in her native country. The adult male comes in seeking forgiveness for his errant ways. The priest comes in seeking guidance in his ministry.
It is a mixed population with varied histories, but all one faith.
Each of them is looking and searching and finding ... Jesus, their friend.
"Looking at little life moments with a spiritual eye."