I went to daily Mass this week. Most up close to the altar were women, just like the women who bravely watched the Crucifixion up close.
On Friday, Father X was 10 minutes late, which was very unusual. Hearing confessions held him up, held him back from being closest, until vested.
On my lips after communion, “Thou hast come to me in the Sacrament of Thy Love. Thou hast been pleased to make my poor heart Thy sanctuary.” ’62 Roman Missal, p 1816.
On Friday, Father X was 10 minutes late, which was very unusual. Hearing confessions held him up, held him back from being closest, until vested.
On my lips after communion, “Thou hast come to me in the Sacrament of Thy Love. Thou hast been pleased to make my poor heart Thy sanctuary.” ’62 Roman Missal, p 1816.
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