As I stand in line for Communion
at the Latin Mass
I have a very real sense
that it’s the finger of God
that has brought me here.

Looking back now
I can see
that my journey here began
a long time ago
when I made a decision
that was absolutely horrendous.

I sense that
at that exact moment
My God stepped in
and, just like a parent
teaching a child to walk,
He took me very gently
by the hand
and led me on a journey
that would end right here.
My God did all of this
very tenderly
and I am reminded
of the prophet Hosea
who described God
as leading the Jewish people
with “leading strings of love.”

So today,
as I stand in line for Communion,
I find myself thinking
about the finger of God
and how He has guided me
right here
to Latin Mass
and I find myself fascinated
at how gentle and patient
My God has been
with someone
as foolish as me.

© Claire Murray