...on his First Holy Communion.
There's something about a young man in a suit that melts a mom's heart. Hidden are the scraped knees, and bruised elbows. Hands and fingernails washed clean, made worthy to hold the most Sacred Body of Christ. Even his hair slicked just a little, like my Grandma did for all the boys on special occasions (without the Dippity-Do gel.) I still get a little misty-eyed just thinking about it again. We learned much in this past year, preparing for this special day, and all the Communions to come. I'm so proud and grateful that he's finally able to participate fully in the mass. Now, Sam...go forth, to love and serve the Lord!
There's something about a young man in a suit that melts a mom's heart. Hidden are the scraped knees, and bruised elbows. Hands and fingernails washed clean, made worthy to hold the most Sacred Body of Christ. Even his hair slicked just a little, like my Grandma did for all the boys on special occasions (without the Dippity-Do gel.) I still get a little misty-eyed just thinking about it again. We learned much in this past year, preparing for this special day, and all the Communions to come. I'm so proud and grateful that he's finally able to participate fully in the mass. Now, Sam...go forth, to love and serve the Lord!
