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One day, a little while after I had entered the Church, I decided to stop by daily Mass before work. Got there a minute or two after Mass started, so I quietly took a seat in the back.
To my surprise, they had adoration scheduled after Mass. Bonus!
To my surprise, they had adoration scheduled after Mass. Bonus!
So I decide to hang out and pray for a little while. Before long, I get this stray thought in the back of my noggin. "Come closer."
I was like "No way, I'm fine right here, this is a perfectly good spot." And besides, there were lots of people in the church already; I didn't want to distract them; I didn't want to seem like I was trying to be "holier" than them or something. Nope, I'm good.
But the thought just kept poking at me. "Come closer. Come closer." Finally I was like "FINE." I get up and start walking forward. Get 1/4 of the way up the aisle.
"Is this good?" I says to myself.
"No. Come closer."
"Is this good?" I says to myself.
"No. Come closer."
Halfway up. "Come closer." Three quarters. "Come closer." "UGH". Finally, my eyes fall on the third pew from the front of the church. That's where I'm supposed to go.
So I plop down on that kneeler and, from that vantage, I can see that someone on the second pew left a hymnal lying open. Right there waiting for me is the song, "You Are Mine."
Good one, Jesus.
May we all listen to his call; may we all heed his invitation to come closer.
Good one, Jesus.
May we all listen to his call; may we all heed his invitation to come closer.
