By Anabelle Hazard
A friend just asked me why I regularly receive Eucharist beyond
Sunday Mass. Do I go for the kids to get
used to Church?
“I go for me,” I replied.“I need Jesus. If I let two
consecutive days pass without the Eucharist, my soul is not at peace.”
To clarify: It’s not like I get heavenly consolations or
mystically levitate during the Mass. If
I’m not late and trying to creep in so as not to distract the pewsitters, I
can’t even concentrate from beginning to end.
Lots of days, I’m taking a child out to the bathroom, fiddling with
their askew veils or correcting them. (“It’s time to stand;” “Don’t turn your back on Tabernacle”; “Put
that plastic tomato back in your purse! Why did you bring a purse when I told
you not to? What do you mean you need a snack? Its toy food! Stop licking it NOW!”) I certainly don’t
feel holy by just being in Jesus’ presence at Church.
Continue reading at Anabelle's blog Written By the Finger of God.
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