It seemed to me as if everyone in the church must have had the same morning we did right from the start. I found myself distracted right from the start. Focused on all the wrong things, and critical, I half heartedly participated in the Mass… more as a spectator than anything else…

During Mass, I talked to the Lord about it: “Jesus, I feel so oddly seen during this Mass. Between Father’s prayer and David’s hug, I get that they appreciate me, but it’s a little extravagant.” In a way that only He could, the Lord answered my worry and called me back to focus on the Eucharistic prayer with a gentle reminder to my heart…