I just wanted to share with you all what happened to me this morning at Mass. Up until today, it had been about three weeks since my last confession, and two weeks since being able to take the Eucharist. I’ve been immensely frustrated, since it’s rare I’m away from confession for more than a week or two.
As we opened Mass, I silently prayed a short prayer for my family, and asked God to give me the opportunity for Confession so that I might receive Him today. I prayed the same prayer last night, and I was up early this morning trying to get to the church 30 minutes before Mass to confess. Since the priest was late, I wasn’t able to confess before Mass, and so I prayed.
After Mass I hung around and one of our sisters, who knew I needed to confess, introduced me to Father and asked if he could administer the sacrament. We sat in the front pew after everyone had left, I confessed, and asked him if I could take Communion. He didn’t have the key to the tabernacle, but our deacon was still there, so he opened the tabernacle and gave me the Eucharist.
I just thought I’d share my little miracle. God does answer prayers, and sometimes very quickly!