*Updated to Add: She passed the interview!
“How lovely it was, that first kiss of Jesus in my heart — it was truly a kiss of love. I knew that I was loved and said, ‘I love You, and I give myself to You forever.’”–St. Thérèse on her First Communion (from Story of a Soul)
Felicity has her First Communion interview this evening, after which we get to make her banner.
I love the banner-making workshop! My inner scrapbooker comes out with a vengeance.
(You didn’t know I had an inner scrapbooker, did you. Alas, the cardstock & glue sticks & die cuts & stickers have long been forsaken in favor of, well, this blog.)
(The blog’s less messy.)
Seriously though, if you could say a prayer for Felicity I would appreciate it. She is so very shy and it is hard for her to express her faith. Also, the sacramental terminology is confusing her. She gets the words “consecration” and “communion” mixed up, and she has a hard time remembering what makes a priest a priest.
(You know the answer, right? It’s the sacrament of Holy Orders.)
So of course I’ve been fretting over whether or not she’s “ready”. Does Our Lord care that she doesn’t completely understand what’s happening? Probably not.
And who among us does, really?
I did feel indicted this morning when I read this beautiful testimony by St. Thérèse. I have been so caught up in the busy-ness of this event—that is, in the external preparations for Felicity’s First Communion this Sunday—that I feel as though I’ve missed the whole point.
She will be receiving Our Lord for the very first time, and there will never be another first time.
It makes my eyes water to think of it.
Would that all our communions be treated with such care.