Sometimes I have to drive 40 minutes each way. Sometimes I have to walk in 100 degree weather. Sometimes I have to skip a meal. Sometimes I have to get up at 5:30. Sometimes I have to take two cranky children. Sometimes I have to go in Arabic or Polish or Korean. Sometimes I have to drive through the snow. Sometimes the homily is terrible. Sometimes the priest is so sketchy that it barely counts as Mass. Sometimes I’m sick or tired or just cranky. Sometimes I don’t pay attention at all.
So worth it. Every time.
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Author: Meg
I'm a Catholic, madly in love with the Lord, His Word, His Bride the Church, and especially His Body, Blood, Soul, and Divinity in the Eucharist. I'm committed to the Church not because I was raised this way but because the Lord has drawn my heart and convicted my reason. After 2 degrees in theology and 5 years in the classroom, I quit my 9-5 to follow Christ more literally. Since May of 2012, I've been a hobo for Christ; I live out of my car and travel the country speaking to youth and adults, giving retreats, blogging, and trying to rock the world for Jesus.
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I love this!!!!
This says it all! Love it!
Beautiful lady, I go to daily Mass with my 5 children (my oldest is in college and continues to go to daily Mass and is a sacristan for one of the Masses in her school). I praise God for your proclamation to the world of your love for Jesus in the Eucharist for, as St. Teresa of Avila once said, “God alone suffices”: The Divine Liturgy is real food that suffices.
Love this. Thank you!
Sometimes I get up at 4:30 in the morning and think I can’t get to mass this morning–I’m too tired, it’s too far to drive, I don’t feel good–I’ve got a lot of excuses, but then I think, Jesus died on the cross for my sins and the sins of humanity—certainly I can get to Mass, and give praise and honor to our Lord in the sacrifice of the Holy Mass, and that I can receive Eucharist into my heart and soul, and this will get me through the day, whatever I may encounter. And that’s why I go to Mass; it’s a gift I cannot refuse.