I’m sure no one else has this problem, but frequently in church my mind begins to wander. When this happens, the best way for me to get back on track is to choose something to focus on – opening the missal to follow along with the Mass parts, closing my eyes and envisioning the Gospel, or usually, just staring at the crucifix above the altar. I can’t help but fix my gaze on Jesus’ outstretched arms. Every time I meditate on the image of him hanging there, I always find more love.
But on Good Friday, it was the empty tabernacle that caught my eye. Read more »