I the Lord of sea and sky, I have heard my people cry

9 Feb

On Sunday, I sat a little closer this week. I still felt uneasy,like I didn’t belong there.My engagement ring really sparkled in the sunlight coming through the stained glass. I noticed something really cool. On the flat top of my diamond, the Blessed Mothers reflection was coming from the window and was showing up on the flat top of my ring. Note to self, always sit here, and I did. I couldn’t stop staring at Jesus on the cross. I was thinking about the crown of thorns. The torture, the name calling, the pain and humiliation. They really had no idea. It was God himself, that they whipped and scourged, ridiculed, then killed. He knew it was going to happen, and He suffered it. Just a week before, He came into town like a rock star. Everyone had heard of Him. He had quite a reputation, a good one. They heard about the miracles, and the things He was saying about heaven and God. They lined the streets just to see Him. Giant crowds growing faster everyday. They threw their coats down in the street, kind of like rolling out the red carpet for some-one important. They waved palm branches saying Hosana, Hosana in the highest, blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord, Hosana in the highest.I realized that I wasn’t paying attention to the mass, while I daydreamed about Jesus riding into town on a donkey, of all animals! Why not a stallion? I listened to music being played, I was listening to everyone singing a song, the words were making me feel like crying, “Here I am Lord, is it I Lord, I have heard you calling in the night. I will go Lord , if you lead me, I will hold your people in my heart”. Pretty soon,I would get to go up there and receive the Eucharist. It was exciting and frightening at the same time. Would I ever feel worthy? I asked Father Carey what the alter boys were doing with the brass plate on a stick. He called it a patan. He said, you wouldn’t want even a crumb to fall, so they hold the patan right under their mouth.It truly is the body and blood, soul and divinity of Jesus. With a twinkle in his eye, Father Carey told me that if someone tried to receive in their hand, he had instructed the alter boys to just hold the patan over top of their hands so that they had to receive on the tongue. That’s how he wanted me to receive communion, on the tongue. So I nodded and said, “ok”.

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