There were quite a few people in the chapel this afternoon, and some children, too. But I was blessed to look up as one mother and her daughter were leaving. They went up to the front and knelt, directly at the foot of the tabernacle, which held the gold monstrance and the large white host, the Body of Jesus. Then as they arose and were leaving, the young girl came back again, knelt and made the sign of the cross, then standing she touched a finger to her lips, and then to the glass protecting the front of the monstrance. And as she turned and left, her face held the most beautiful smile. She had kissed Jesus.
There is much talk about the loss of faith in God in our country, but this little sign, which I was blessed to see, strengthens my hope.
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