His Presence
Singing is heard,
His church is full of His children,
We enter as to be blessed, give HIM our love, as I bow in my pew, bow my head, I give thanks to HIM for all my blessings, my children, my husbands hand I hold, It was and HIM who brought us together for eternity ..
Singing, hearing HIS daily bread, the HOMLY sparks to my heart, deep breath I take, the time has come to receiveth HIS BODY into my SOUL, thus being advent as. OUR BLESSED Virgin MARY SAID YES to GOD, she receiveth HIS only SON into her womb..
I walk slowly in reverence to the most sacred moment of mass, bowing in reverence, “The Body Of Christ, AMEN”
Kneeling in the Sacred presence of JESUS upon the altar, tears welling up in my heart, HIS children, coming up one by one, To HIS table, Jesus, you are ever present in thus moment.
No tears can I hide no longer, for my heart is saddened, the EUCHARIST is put away, JESUS I know you in me, I yearn for your physical presence in my life, my heart till next time, is it bad Lord Heavenly Father that seeing your Body and blood put away brings tears to my eyes, soul?
Mass is ended, go in peace to love and glorify the Lord.. the saddest sentence in my sense of mass, I apologize if this is wrong to say, but I feel I must be honest, I do my best Heavenly Father to do your will, Help me Blessed Virgin Mary Mother Of God, to be patient, kind, loving and to say YES to GOD as you did …
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