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It was very quiet. You
see people were waiting for Holy Mass to begin. Soon all were impressed
with the fact that our Blessed Mother was with us.
Imagine you are
experiencing the dream I had. The place was in a large Catholic Church
where lights were lit and all was ready for Mass to begin. The building
formed a cross, with the sanctuary at the center end and the two sides
going outward to form the arms. About one third the way up each of the
side walls facing us was a balcony wide enough to hold an organ (left
side), and statues of Mary and Joseph (right side). Itís hard to imagine
an organ and people on the wall! But in dreams odd things happen. An
organist sat on the bench. A nervous man who had agreed to try
leading the congregation in praise, stood beside her.
Between them was a black
pole the height of the room. This was a real support for the choir
leader. He clung tightly to it at first. I felt so sorry for him for
itís not fun to be so afraid.
The procession began.
Organ music flooded the air. The frightened leader could hardly sing a
note. His throat seemed to tighten up. People tried to take up the
melody, helping him, but those who were off key made it a challenge untilÖ
Surprise of Surprises!
The statues came to life!
Mary and Joseph looked at each other, Joseph nodded a yes to Mary, and
they smiled at each other as if agreeing that this was the thing to do.
The youthful Mary, as mothers do, came to the rescue. She gracefully and
softly took the one step down to the balcony, her full skirt gently
swaying, and stood near its sturdy railing.
With a smile on her face
and one arm gracefully poised, she began to direct and lead us in song.
How exciting to see Mary leading us! She sang from her heart as she
praised her God. The organ took on a new vibrancy. Everyone seemed to be
touched by the Spirit.
The whole assembly noted
the great difference and joined in harmony, for their hearts were touched
with joy. Even the choir director now sang with gusto and confidence.
All fear had gone. The Spirit brought him peace.
What are you doing?
Where do you think you are going? rushed through my mind, as I
noticed that I had left my pew and started to run toward Mary, my eyes
fixed upon her glowing face. Excitement had overtaken me.
Sheepishly I returned to
my seat and was content to join the praises Mary so joyously led.
It seemed that Heaven
itself had joined us. More correctly,
had joined the Heavenly Choir who also had gathered
for the Eucharistic celebration we were about to begin.
A Thought to Treasure:
The angelic choirs do
praise God in Heaven, and yes they really do gather in our sanctuary to
sing Hosanna, Alleluia, and other praises each time Jesus offers Himself
to the Father when the Holy Mass is celebrated. And thatís not a dream.
Did you know that?
Hopefully the Mass will mean more
to you now. How about sharing this with your friends? And donít forget
to say ĎThank Youí to Jesus who offers Himself for us at every Mass.