The Touch That Moves

Sometimes, God will touch you when you least expect it. In the middle of a routine. During something so ordinary. He will touch you.

Just happened to me…

The Sunday Mass is already an extraordinary celebration. But since it’s done weekly, it seems routine. Even the responses and the songs, week in, week out, they’re almost the same.


So imagine my surprise… And awe.. When somehow, He just touched me when this was being sung (in Filipino, but writing here the translation):

Lamb of God, You take away the sins of the world… Grant us peace..

Something just overwhelmed me, that as I knelt down after the song, and while reciting the Act of Contrition, I just cried, and was reminded that whatever it was that I did in the past, it doesn’t discriminate me from receiving God’s grace. That I am deserving of His peace. That His forgiveness is free for those who ask for it.


What do you think?