I am often annoyed and frustrated at Mass. Not with the Mass, mind you. I used to get annoyed and frustrated a lot with the way Mass was done when I first became Catholic. But some of that craziness from earlier years seems to have subsided somewhat. Or maybe it’s just that I’m fortunate in the places I go to Mass these days. Mostly, I’m just grateful to be going to Mass at all. A lot of people don’t have that luxury, or they risk their lives to go.
No, I get annoyed and frustrated with myself, because my mind wanders. I find that strange and troubling. Strange, because it’s Christ Himself present. Troubling, because if I can’t get myself to listen to God, then who would I listen to?
I mean, if Christ was present not…
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