Judgmental

At Sunday Mass…from the corner of my eye I caught an adolescent returning to his pew just as the Host was being raised at the Consecration. 

I thought how could anyone be so oblivious to the fact that this is the most important part of the Mass.  When I was a kid.  First…to my knowledge…there were no restrooms to which one could escape. And second…no one would ever attempt such an escape for fear of the “Look”…that "wait till we get home" look.

I just couldn’t believe that anyone would have the audacity to leave during the middle of Mass.  As I mentally shook my Pharisee finger…it occurred to me that I had just returned to my pew from a far-away daydream.  

Wow!  That was a splinter in the eye moment…actually a log in the eye.

Dear Lord Jesus,

Thank you, Lord, for this conviction

Please accept my contrition

Help me so I never falter

And never leave You at the altar.

Amen