On a Sunday in late December, my son and I were attending Mass. After the homily, right after we finished saying all we believe, my nine-year-old son leaned over to me and said in a whisper, “Mom, I really feel happy in church,” with a big smile on his face. I smiled back, nodded and tried to return my attention to the Mass.
I say “tried” because his kind, sincere, happy, words lingered in my head and made me smile for the rest of Mass. To be honest I never thought my son would say that to me ever. Furthermore, do any of us really think that or say that or anything like that to each other ever about Mass?
Often, as moms, we are trying to figure out how to get our kids to Mass and keep them engaged there but do we ever describe Mass as a happy time in our Sunday?
His words made me think that maybe I should focus on Mass as a happy time instead of thinking of it as something I attend on Sunday and need to accomplish. After all, Mass is a place where I experience Jesus in a wonderful way. He allows me, who is such a sinner in more ways than one, to receive him. Thankfully due to this sacrament I can keep him very close to me as I go through my day-to-day trials. It is because of this opportunity that I believe I can have better days and am able to carry my crosses and try to find the positives in circumstances and people.
I thank God that he reminded me of what a privilege it is to be at Mass every Sunday, and daily if possible, through my son’s words.
Copyright 2016 Elizabeth Desiderato
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