Today, being the 1st Sunday of the year, I made it a point to hear the Sunday Mass at the Archdiocesan Shrine of Jesus, The Way, The Truth and The Life. The church, as expected, was filled to the brim. So much so that I just had to settle hearing the mass outside the church.
But what made me write about this particular Sunday mass was the feeling that I had while I was there. I will be honest in writing here that my duties as a Catholic was one of the most neglected aspect of my life in 2010. Sure, I prayed, did (and completed) the Novena to St. Jude Thaddeus last year, but I was very much remiss in attending Sunday Masses. I can't even remember the last time I went for a Confession. And the few times I was able to go to a Sunday Mass, again, I will be honest in saying that my mind will wander somewhere else.
Hence, the feeling that I got while attending tonight's Mass is something different. I was late, I was outside the church, there were so many people around me, and yet, I felt the holiness (for lack of a better word). Singing the Our Father just felt so different tonight.
For whatever it's worth, I am thankful for that moment. I felt like God was there, and He was close to me. Thank You, Papa God for tonight. May I have many more of these. Amen!
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