Mass with My Son

This morning, I had the unbelievable pleasure of taking my six-week-old son to Mass. Although he cannot even begin to grasp what is taking place before him on the altar, I believe that blessings will come to him simply by being in that setting. And, I hope that he might have a "head start" on becoming a saint!

On the other hand, I am capable of tuning in to God's sacred presence in the church. (Whether I do it all the time is a separate issue.) Such a thing happened again this morning. Somtime between the priest's homily and the Eucharistic prayer, my son and I locked eyes with each other and engaged in a loving, familial stare.

As that happened, God spoke to me. He reminded me that He looks upon me the same way I look upon my son. God also reminded me that I should become locked into that loving, familial gaze with Him more often.

Indeed, a parent's love for his/her child can teach us so much about God's eternal love for us, His children.

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