Playground Closed

What’s up with daily Mass.  I sometimes I wonder why I go…for it seems I spend most of the time daydreaming or allowing the devil to get into my head.  I know that an idle mind is the devil’s playground and he has been having lots of fun swinging from the monkey bars of my mind…in spite of the posted signs "playground closed". 

But there always seems to be a moment during Mass…a brief few seconds that I get a reassuring chill or sensation of God’s presence and it is very real.  In that small brief instant I am at peace with all that he has promised.

Maybe it is not the act of going to daily Mass that makes a difference.  It is the difference it makes in the way I act during the other twenty-three hours and thirty minutes of the day…that’s what really matters.

So, I’ll try again tomorrow.

Dear Lord Jesus,

For this I pray…that I do not stray.

Please hear my plea.

Make not a monkey out of me.

Amen.