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Through Christ the light of Heaven enfolds us at every Mass

Through Christ the light of Heaven enfolds us at every Mass

When I said: "Jesus is my Praise", Christ lifted me in joy.

I saw, on Good Friday, that Christ had truly been "pierced through" for our faults.

Jesus prays in agony to his Heavenly Father in the Garden of Gethesemane

Jesus prays in agony to his Heavenly Father in the Garden of Gethesemane

Christ's Holy Mother witnessed His sufferings; and all his dear body, now wounded, had come from her flesh.

I saw Jesus, Really Present on the altar; and I saw the Host gleaming 'as His heart'.

I saw Jesus, Really Present on the altar; and I saw the Host gleaming 'as His heart'.

The soul which empties itself of vain desires makes a space on earth for Christ, and Heaven and earth are joined.

One day, at the consecration, Christ's Presence filled the sanctuary, in glory.

At the consecration the awesome Presence of Christ in glory fills the sanctuary

It was a glimpse of true freedom, that one could be weak and ill-clothed, yet content to accept Christ's Will.

For those who love Christ, death can be a doorway to Heaven's glory

I learned to unite all my small sacrifices to the One Sacrifice of Christ, who is Really Present at Mass: our crucified and risen Lord.

At the Mass, if we unite ourselves with Christ's self-offering, we are like jewels on His robe, as he looks up in love to the Father

At the Mass, if we unite ourselves with Christ's self-offering, we are like jewels on His robe, as he looks up in love to the Father

At the Mass, if we unite ourselves with Christ's self-offering, we are like jewels on His robe, as he looks up in love to the Father

If the love of Christ burns like a fire in our hearts, it will touch the lives of those we cherish and hold there

If the love of Christ burns like a fire in our hearts, it will touch the lives of those we cherish and hold there