Sitting in the Presence

I have been a "bachelor" this weekend. Marion and Victoria went out to Pittsburgh a couple of days ago, and I will be joining them tomorrow. My flight leaves in about nine hours. I have to say that it has been a bit lonely here, not having the two of them around. I find while they are around I sometimes wish for some quiet time to pray or read, or surf on the computer, but now that they are gone and I have the ability to do all of those things, I am finding myself missing them. I guess that is not to out of the ordinary, and I am sure that I will be soon longing for some quiet again.

I was able to do one thing this morning that I very rarely get to do, and that was to sleep in. I slept until 10:00 am, made breakfast, read my daily readings, and just took my time. Having missed the morning Mass this morning, I went at 6:00 tonight. I arrived at the church about fifteen minutes early, and that allowed me to sit in silence in the presence of the large crucifix that is hung above the altar. I have found myself getting in the habit of staring more and more at this crucifix, and I really like sitting in front of it. Christ's body is life size, and it gives me great peace to sit there and pray. I often find myself praying for the typical things - my family, friends, guidance, but I am able to do it so fervently in front of the cross. I am loving it.

The other thing I love about it is how it is positioned in the church, right over the altar. As a Catholic I believe that at the sacrifice of the Mass, on that altar, our Lord makes himself present before my very eyes. We as a congregation are there at the foot of the cross. This crucifix serves as a reminder for me, and it is truly awesome to know that Christ died for me and the sins that I present to him on that altar when I receive communion. He humbled himself to come down in the form of bread and wine so that I may receive him wholly. Blows me away, as I reflect on that. The Catholic church is so rich in symbolism, and we often have the tendency to look past things in church as we treat them as the regular and ordinary, but I am glad that this ordinary crucifix reminded me of the what Christ did for me and what I am being a part of while at Mass.

Praise God. Peace and Blessings.