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Le_Cracquere
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Best believe it–the cat & chihuahua don’t know what to make of my noggin!
Confession: I was so nervous that by the time I received my first valid Communion my mouth was almost impossibly dry. Virtually all the Host stuck in & between my teeth, and almost none of it would go down my throat. So kneeling afterwards, I was in a state, trying to dig it out from my teeth and swallow it bit by bit, and making sure none of it was left on my fingers. I felt horribly disrespectful, but have no idea how else I could’ve handled it. (I was reduced to trusting that our Lord’s body has suffered far worse at our mortal hands, with far worse motives, and that He forgave us that time.)
Confession: I was so nervous that by the time I received my first valid Communion my mouth was almost impossibly dry. Virtually all the Host stuck in & between my teeth, and almost none of it would go down my throat. So kneeling afterwards, I was in a state, trying to dig it out from my teeth and swallow it bit by bit, and making sure none of it was left on my fingers. I felt horribly disrespectful, but have no idea how else I could’ve handled it. (I was reduced to trusting that our Lord’s body has suffered far worse at our mortal hands, with far worse motives, and that He forgave us that time.)
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