This is a response to the following New West Writers photo prompt
I haven’t been to church for many years.
The priest partially dipped the consecrated bread into the consecrated wine and then placed it in my mouth. By the time the priest was at the end of the line of kneeling communicants, the candelabra on the altar had become blurry and the wall had started to sway in front of me. I took the picture with my camera phone before crawling back to my pew. I think some people thought I was devout.
Sitting at the back of the church, I could only think the communion wine must be stronger these days. Or perhaps the spirit of the Lord was inside me?
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That brick wall and candle holder evokes many different things depending on the observer. For some, the Tango is a spiritual experience–perhaps best experienced without the wine.
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<smile> Being born and raised Catholic (but never really succeeding very well at it) I’ve often wondered whether I would have been a better Catholic had Catholic priests served wine at Holy Communion…
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Interesting story. Sometimes I wished I saw more revelations during Mass.
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