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?