Jake after his 1st Communion
Jake, my youngest, made his first communion yesterday. He was so excited, counting down the days until he would receive his first holy communion. He has listened and wanted to know so much about his faith, God, the Mass and Jesus Christ all of his life. Finally we were in the pews and the time was drawing closer. As we walked up the aisle I felt the tears in my eyes. I watched him and I received as well. We walked over to the Blood of Christ and I could see as his hand extended to reach for the cup it was shaking ever so slightly. We walked back to the pew and he said a prayer. Then he lifted his head and his face was filled with joy and wonder. He looked as though he was about to burst with happiness. He hugged me so tight. I whispered to him “Do you feel any different?” He replied, “I do!” He smiled so much that day.
It is a blessing to be his mom and to guide him on his faith journey to Jesus Christ. I am beyond blessed. My boy accepts, embraces and celebrates the mysteries of faith.
