Reflection

Reading back over my 'Blog', I feel sad because I have missed the experience of attending church this year over the Easter period.

Or rather the Maundy Thursday and Good Friday masses.

Reading back over my last blogs written last year, I was quite amazed at the intensity of feeling I expressed for the Easter services.

My writings have made me realise that I have missed out on the wonderful experiences that last years mass gave me. I can only say that I need to learn from the experience.

I suppose I have had 'more important things to do', and church has taken second place in the proceedings. Time has gone so quickly and a lot of things have paled into insignificance. As writing is a passion of mine I certainly will need to keep it up.

As I now have internet access I have no excuse not to write.

I am going to continue with my experiences on the Evangelium.

My experience of Maundy Thursday

Maundy Thursday
I have decided to write about my experiences in the church tonight.

There was indeed a strange air of mystery about the whole event.

I also have to admit that I have not been to a Maundy Thursday Mass for a very long time.

I have also got to say that I have felt a different closeness with God since going back to Church. My relationship with this power that in my mind pervades everything has become stronger.

I actually feel now that going to church is solely my decision. I have never always felt a need to go to Church because I believe that God is everywhere and can be worshipped anywhere.

Now, as well as giving me a sense of community, I feel a closeness with God when I enter the church.

I feel the collective strength and feelings of the hundreds of people who visit all with a single intent, to worship God and that is a powerful experience.

Tonight the church seemed to sparkle with the occasion and there was a strength and oneness in the energy and anticipation that the congregation gave out.

I was fleetingly transported back to the last supper when Jesus gave out the bread and celebrated his last meal with the apostles.

I felt happy that I was celebrating this event and for the first time in a very long time I wanted to receive communion. I felt myself thanking God that I felt so aware.

It is a difficult thing to explain to anyone, how the collective consciousness of people all with the same intent can be so powerful.

I think it is a lot easier to say,’ I do not believe’, because then that comment gets you out of thinking about it any further. It is a much harder thing to say,’ I believe’

Attending Mass is more than just accepting what you are being told. For me it is about knowing that what is happening is real and the truth resonates from somewhere deep within.

I am actually looking forward to the rest of the Easter celebrations.