Another day, another daily Mass…I worry that I’ve fallen
into a rut, into a routine, a meaningless habit of just going though the
motions. I sit in the same ole
pew…my “monkey mind” swinging from daydream to daydream.
But, then, without warning…something wakes
me from my stupor. It is like a
huge wave that crashes over me and washes away all my doubts and worries…leaves me
gasping for air with an uncontrollable feeling of gratitude that forces me to
hold my breath, clench my teeth and fight back the tears. To realize what is taking
place is overpowering…it is like actually being at the last supper and the foot
of the cross all at the same time.
To comprehend what has been given me…with no strings
attached…is overwhelming. What a
humbling thought…to think that it is a debt that I can never repay. All I can do is say “Thank You”.
Thank You, Lord Jesus, for all my many blessings most of all
the gift of salvation. Thank
you…Thank you…Thank you.
Amen.
