Yesterday, I distributed the Precious Body at Saturday morning Mass. It brings me so much joy to see people receive the God of the universe. I am always especially struck by the people who are obviously excited to receive Jesus. I'll be honest, usually these people are women. But yesterday, a guy approached; he was really tall and I had to reach up as I went to place the Host on his tongue. And as I did so, his face lit up. He smiled and said what was possibly the most reverent "Amen" I've ever heard. He received Our Lord with such a simple joy that it made metremendously joyful. I don't know who he was, but he made me think about the Eucharist a lot after Mass.
How often does receiving Jesus become just "part of the Mass"? Do we always understand Who is coming into our very beings? He's not just a Man who was raised from the dead; He's our God! This guy's beautiful faith reminded me how incredible Mass truly is!