an ode to mass

James and I went to Mass

but neither of us is Catholic

so we knew nothing of what to expect

but, both of us being Christian, we knew what Communion was

and we could make it through that

as we walked thru the pews, I was amazed at the how grand and gothic everything was compared to all the churches I had attended

I listened to the Word of God

I ate His son's flesh

I drank His son's blood

and we sang the closing hymn

as I exited the doors of the House of the Lord

I felt as though I had just been rained on

and as I looked at James, I could tell he felt the same

it's funny how a little worship can change a man