God is always guiding me and asking me to improve in some way. I do not appreciate contemporary masses. I was a bit dismayed when I saw a man carrying a guitar into the church. Good grief this is going to last forever. I am a fan of the quiet masses when there is not much singing. I feel more at peace.
However, God wanted me to listen as the choir practiced before mass and I was actually moved to tears by the beautiful serenade of angelic rhythms. Plus, he sent one of our DeSales students to sit by me in the same pew. This young man is so devout that I was again moved to tears.
Thank you God for opening my eyes to the beauty of worship, no matter what form it takes.
Amen
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