This weekend I went to visit my friend and his wife in their new home in SE Pennsylvania. They have a very nice home and one of its perks is that there is a Catholic Church right across the street! They are both very serious about joining the Church and so I am very happy that they moved this close to a church.
Anyway, I've always wanted to go to a Spanish Mass, and there was one at 4pm Sunday, so we went to that. It was really great. Except for what happened (or didn't happen) at Communion.
There were no ushers, first of all. Being an usher at my home parish, I always thought my job was sort of useless, but this weekend changed my mind. The people in the first few pews went up to receive, and I also noticed a few people standing in the back of the church went up (usually they go last), and a family in the row in front of me went up - I thought they were cutting in line or something. Anyway, before I knew it, the priest was back on the altar putting away the Hosts in the tabernacle. What happened? It seems like my turn to go up never came. Nor did it come for about 75% of the congregation????
Anyway, I was pretty, no... really disappointed. It took a lot of prayer to get un-angry about what happened. I had been blessed that weekend seeing my friends. The Lord has sent me lots of blessings and I just tried to concentrate on that. I also knew it was not my fault that I missed Communion, and most importantly I knew that God knows that too. I still don't know what happened... anyway, I still am a little disappointed and had to vent a little bit.
And if anyone has any clue as to what happened... fill me in~!
Anyway, I've always wanted to go to a Spanish Mass, and there was one at 4pm Sunday, so we went to that. It was really great. Except for what happened (or didn't happen) at Communion.
There were no ushers, first of all. Being an usher at my home parish, I always thought my job was sort of useless, but this weekend changed my mind. The people in the first few pews went up to receive, and I also noticed a few people standing in the back of the church went up (usually they go last), and a family in the row in front of me went up - I thought they were cutting in line or something. Anyway, before I knew it, the priest was back on the altar putting away the Hosts in the tabernacle. What happened? It seems like my turn to go up never came. Nor did it come for about 75% of the congregation????
Anyway, I was pretty, no... really disappointed. It took a lot of prayer to get un-angry about what happened. I had been blessed that weekend seeing my friends. The Lord has sent me lots of blessings and I just tried to concentrate on that. I also knew it was not my fault that I missed Communion, and most importantly I knew that God knows that too. I still don't know what happened... anyway, I still am a little disappointed and had to vent a little bit.
And if anyone has any clue as to what happened... fill me in~!