Friday, July 31, 2009
Remember, He's Here Too
As the time for Mass approached, the chapel emptied a bit. After the Mass ended the crowds came back even more so to the point of it being uncomfortable. Now I realize I am not there for my own comfort, but what you must know is I am a woman who needs her space! At this point I was just plain old distracted. I mean between the cute old ladies whispering the Rosary (this is like nails on a blackboard to me!) and just all the shuffling around; I couldn't take another minute. That's when it hit me~the church is now empty save for those waiting in the back for confession and a few people who remained to pray awhile. I picked myself up and went into church.
Ah~sweet peace and my Lord there in the tabernacle. Once again I was a happy woman.
Don't get me wrong; I'm glad lots of people come to spend time with Jesus. I myself love praying before Him exposed in the monstrance, but sometimes I forget that prayer before Him in the tabernacle is just as efficacious.
I was amazed at the peace I felt during those last 30 minutes praying in church. I know I shouldn't have let all that was going on in the chapel distract me;what can I say besides I am a weak creature and I will work on it.
All I am trying to say here is that I need to remember our Lord does not care where we come to Him as long as we come.
Remember, He's in the tabernacle too.
Psalm 45: Canticle of Love to the King
My heart overflows with a good theme;
I address my verses to the King;
My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
You are fairer than the sons of men;
Grace is poured upon Your lips;
Therefore God has blessed You forever.
Gird Your sword on Your thigh, O Mighty One,
In Your splendor and Your majesty!
And in Your majesty ride on victoriously,
For the cause of truth and meekness and righteousness;
Let Your right hand teach You awesome things.
Your arrows are sharp;
The peoples fall under You;
Your arrows are in the heart of the King’s enemies.
Your throne, O God, is forever and ever;
A scepter of uprightness is the scepter of Your kingdom.
You have loved righteousness and hated wickedness;
Therefore God, Your God, has anointed You
With the oil of joy above Your fellows.
All Your garments are fragrant with myrrh and aloes and cassia;
Out of ivory palaces stringed instruments have made You glad.
Kings’ daughters are among Your noble ladies;
At Your right hand stands the queen in gold from Ophir.