(It’s not always easy, by the way. I had to rent a car in San Jose in 2016 and go find one, but all’s well that ends well. The church I found was about to be closed, but a lady was working there. She told me she usually wasn’t there at that time, but that she’d let me in. I told her I had something very important to pray about. She told me to take my time. I was raised Catholic, so I went in there and prayed as hard as I could for the Pittsburgh Penguins. I lit a candle and everything.)
