In senior year of high school, I got the unfortunate schedule assignment of 4th period lunch! Fourth period began at 10:40 – not the most desirable time to eat lunch. AND there were only about 20 seniors in the whole lunch period. What a miserable schedule to endure in senior year! Twenty-something years later, I realize that 4th period lunch was an immense gift. That is when my love story with the Eucharistic Jesus began. As a teen, I had only a hint of knowledge about faith and not much personal experience with Jesus, which I think is fairly common. However, I went to a special high school, run by…