Tonight, I hop on a 56 seater bus, fully loaded with 56 people – Yay! No really, it’s a good thing. You see, we wanted this bus full. It’s full of teens (and the old-people charged with watching them) heading down to Washington, DC for the annual March for Life.

It’s the biggest event of the year that you never hear about. There’ll be over 200,000 people marching for life. There’ll be maybe 2 dozen people quietly holding signs about keeping abortion legal. The news will tell you both sides were represented at this national event. They may interview one person from each “side.” They won’t give you any sort of picture of the reality of this event, or why it still exists, 40 years later.

Let no one fool you – this is a young person’s protest. And of course it is. It’s the young people that are missing 25% of their generation, because of the horrifics of abortion. Sure, there are adults there – but the energy, enthusiasm, and hope of the young people drives his event, and gives it incredible life.

This trip is more exhausting than any other youth trip all year. Our first night’s sleep is 100% on the bus. Then, we’re on our feet all day Sunday. That night, we sleep on a gym floor with a few thousand high schoolers at Catholic University, but not until Reconciliation & Adoration end at midnight. We’re at breakfast by 6:15am, and then on the go again all day, until we hop back on the bus about 4:45… Stop for dinner with the rest of our Diocese, and get home about 3am. Exhausted.

And completely exhilarated to be able to journey with and witness the passion of the young people with us.

I want you to know, it’s one of the most important, awesome & meaningful events we have each year. Pray for us, for our energy, for our cause, for our safety. I’d personally appreciate it.

If you could also pray for the patient spouses & families of the chaperones, I’d really really appreciate it. My poor wife…