I arrived 15 minutes early. It was 6:45 a.m. I knew it was my last opportunity to receive the Sacrament of Reconciliation before the Triduum and Easter began. I didn’t want to be late.
As I walked in, I noticed three people already in line. By 7 a.m., the line consisted of at least 10. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see more filing into place at the end of the increasingly long line.
As I waited, I could see into our parish’s Perpetual Eucharistic Adoration chapel. It was noticeably full. And this chapel is good size; it often holds our daily Masses. There weren’t just the two people who had signed up for that hour. No, there were several people. Young and old. And the traffic flow into it was steady. Those who were leaving were most likely off to work, joining the Reconciliation line or heading for the main church where the Rosary was beginning.
I swelled with joy in seeing this. So many faithful up early to begin their day, in the middle of this Holy Week, with the Lord! To receive His mercy and forgiveness. To receive grace through prayer. To just be with Him during this week of His suffering and death. I was in awe!
As I turned my gaze upon a large window that looked out into the early morning light, I thought that this was probably the scene at many churches throughout our country and world today …
How I felt encouraged and hopeful!
How blessed I was to be witness to this beautiful, beautiful sight!