Thursday, March 12, 2009

A gift of caretaking

Thank you Lord for your priests.

I am so blessed by the Father you have sent my congregation. Yesterday, when he knew that I would be coming to spend time in the sanctuary in grief and supplication, he prepared it for me. He lit candles, incensed it with the prayers of the saints, and filled it with Vivaldi's violins singing the seasons.

Our tabernacle is set in the wall behind the altar, fronted with a wooden door that is carved and gilded with chalice and host. I spent an hour immediately before it, my face pressed against the wood as the tears flowed.

The sorrowful mysteries brought great peace, as did a MacDonald passage he later read to me.

I left better prepared.

It was a great gift to have such care taken over me.

A great gift.

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