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Striking Fear into my Heart

February 21st, 2008 · 1 Comment

Today has been quite a day.  I had testing at University of Michigan Hospital.  As part of my testing, I had to be NPO for 12 hours, then have a blood draw.  Okay.  Well, I can’t start my NPO period after Mass, because then I would have to have my blood draw after 7 pm, and they are closed.  So….  I had to *not* receive the Eucharist at Mass, so that I would be properly NPO from dinner until my blood draw the next morning.

I don’t know about you guys, but going up and *not* receiving the Eucharist was one of the scariest things to me.  I did go up for a blessing.  Walking back, my heart began pounding, and I just wanted to run back into line.  Am I silly?  Or do you guys do this too?

Happily, since I felt that that was the scariest thing I could face — I was not worried about the rest of the day.  There was sickness, pain, and that all-too-often-present feeling that you are going to pass out, but it was a good day (from an end-of-the-day perspective).

How cool is *this*?!?:

Tonight, when I got home, as I was eating my Kashi (yeah, I know — dinner of champs, right?), I was grabbing at the closest printed material to me, since I can’t eat a meal without reading something unless I have company (Thanks, Mom!).  I found this prayer, and it was just perfect!

Act of Spiritual Communion
My Jesus, I believe that You are present in the Most Holy Sacrament.  I love You above all things, and I desire to receive You into my soul.  Since I cannot at this moment receive You sacramentally, come at least spiritually into my heart.  I embrace You as if You were already there and unite myself wholly to You.  Never permit me to be separated from You. Amen.

Tags: Of Trials Opportunities and Gifts

1 response so far ↓

  • 1 Jill // Feb 27, 2008 at 3:47 pm

    The one time I have had to just go up for a blessing since becoming a Catholic girl - I was a wreck! I have never felt such sadness and longing. Part of me wanted to run back up and gobble and slurp Jesus - it was that sort of desparation going on inside. So yeah, I do have an idea of what that felt like!
    Loved reading that prayer though, it would be much better to recite that instead of going back to the pew and crying like I did that day…

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