My Lord and my God.

It sometimes hits you doesn't it? Sometimes you realise, quite suddenly, that something about our Faith which we accept faithfully but peacefully is actually amazing, awe-inspiring and almost terrifying. This evening I was at an English Mass and everything was calm and quiet, it was just before Communion. Father held up the consecrated host and suddenly the reality of what was happening shook me. This was Jesus, the Son of God, our beloved Saviour, and soon I would hold Him in my workaday hands that do so many messy, dirty jobs. I would hold HIM. What could I do but kneel before Him and say, with utter humility, love and awe, "My Lord and my God."