I just got
Mass. It was not my parish, (one of the people), but that of a nearby town. About 40 km from home.
after confession was praying before Mass. In that, I feel I touch the shoulder. There was a tap, the kind that give you who do not know you for your attention. It was a friendly hand that you take the shoulder and rub. The hand of a friend.
I was surprised. Who would greet me that way in a place where nobody knows me? While attempting to answer this question I turned and I found a boy of about thirty years with Down syndrome I smiled and greeted me. Another
Christ, I thought. Another Both Christ who go around the world, dressed in poor, sick, abandoned.
I came a smile to the face that lasted the entire mass.
But this was different. They were always those who ask and those who suffer, who motivated me this reflection. This Christ did not suffer or ask for anything. I just waved and smiled at me warmly. I received at home.
He sat in the front row and did not call my attention more to the greeting of peace. There he stood and greeted everyone. We had to wait to finish. The priest also waited patiently until the boy returned to his place.
So, my friends, today I was at Mass with Christ.
Yes, I know, I do not say anything. You too. Okay. I do not deny.
happens that animals like I need special treatment. And it seems to me that God is using the latest technology in treatment of the soul. It does not hurt and makes me smile.
From now on I'll look more closely at those around me. Maybe mine could be the next hand to take a shoulder unnoticed. Maybe I can convey the same confidence in the only poor rich, the only sick and the only cure left attached.
