The older I have gotten, the more I appreciate and love the Divine Liturgy / Mass. We are indeed surrounded by tens of thousands of angels when we chant the Sanctus. We are no longer on earth, no longer in 2016. We are in heaven and off the timeline. The Saints are there worshipping with us, for me Saints Patrick, Aidan of Lindisfarne and John Chrysostomos, as real as my family around me. There is nothing quite like it. It is a “Thoro tou Theou” a gift of God.
Me too. It is the highlight of my week. So many times, the beauty of the liturgical prayers, drilled deep into my soul, have left me quietly weeping.
And now, O Lord, let the right hand of Your mercy and compassion rest upon us, for we are shaken like reeds in the desert of life. We are overcome with fear as the sands of sin and the winds of discontent encroach on our feeble lives. ...
Each week, I am humbled to be in the Presence of Our Lord and leave church with a sense of peace unlike anything the world can offer.
Hope and pray you and the family are well!
I also appreciate the opportunity to attend Mass and become closer to God as I get older.
I remember my grandparents walking to daily Mass.
That is a great joy to do in our retirement.
That’s a good way to put it, “off the timeline”.