In fact, even though he was still on France time (9 hours ahead) he decided to say Mass at 7:00 PM Friday night - normally Mass is at 11 AM at the old folks home. The parish secretary called around to the week night regulars to see who would be interested. I was.
This was one of those Masses where I just wanted Father to talk and read fast and skip the homily so we could get right to the Consecration! I was SO HUNGRY for Holy Communion.
When I received the Precious Blood I experienced the oddest sensation. I felt like I had two hearts beating in my chest. It beat so fast and hammered on my ribs. It didnt' hurt - it was just...unusual! I liked it!
