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CHRIS_DICKSON
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So you see, dear friend, you are in good company.
When I first started going to Mass, I cried at every Mass. After seven years of seeking God everywhere I could think of and not finding Him, I finally knew He was there and had led me to Him in spite of all the prejudices I had about the Catholic Church. I was so happy and amazed and ashamed of myself all at the same time.Yeah, coming home can be very emotional.
Nothing to be ashamed ofWhen I first started going to Mass, I cried at every Mass. After seven years of seeking God everywhere I could think of and not finding Him, I finally knew He was there and had led me to Him in spite of all the prejudices I had about the Catholic Church. I was so happy and amazed and ashamed of myself all at the same time.
I just wanted to add, I do cry most of the time when im in mass, knowing how unworthy i truly am to be in front of the living God. When the chalice is put up and i Know my Lord is there i feel his pain his sorrows and his joys, so all this expressed I cant contain my tears since they are a mix of joy and sorrow within my heart and soulI heard a Catholic radio guest (perhaps it was on a ‘Coming Home’ episode?) describe her own crying at Mass after she had returned to the Church, and said that it had eventually stopped once her love had matured over time.
Crying can be a sign of love, and love is certainly great, but we ought not seek out the tears. You never see priests crying at Mass.
A sidebar discussion from this thread might be how the presence of others affects our own worship. If a person cries then do they discretely wipe away the tears? There are times when I want nothing more than to joyfully dance in line to receive Holy Communion, but realize that these sorts of ostentatious impulses need to be suppressed so as to allow others their own personal and undistracted worship. Considering the considerable emotions present at a Mass, it’s a wonder that it all occurs with such peaceful conformity, and isn’t that what God expects of us?
This sounds exactly what I go thru! It is definetly a mystery to me!I am recently returning to attending Mass again myself. This thread really strikes a chord with me! I have begun going to Mass twice a week. Usually during the Sunday Mass, I am fine, there’s been a time or two that I wondered but…It’s the weekday Mass I attend that really gets me - and I don’t know why. I am unable to receive communion presently, and the weekday Mass is shorter (no singing, fewer attendees, etc.) but we do say the Rosary prior to Mass and the Divine Mercy Chaplet following. I have tried to evaluate what it is about these weekday Masses that are different than the Sunday Mass. I often leave the church with glowing red eyes and barely able to make it to my vehicle before the tears turn to flat out sobs. I can’t even look at the priest as I leave the church, as I’m afraid I will see the questions on his face…I have really thought I am going CRAZY and I’m ashamed at my tears. I can’t even determine what I’m feeling, or what it is that is making my cry. I try to sit as far from other people as possible during the weekday Mass just so I don’t have to look directly at anyone during the sign of peace! I wish I could leave the Mass feeling peace, but instead I leave with a gut wrenching, soul deep feeling of loss or grief (for what I don’t know, but those are the emotions I most closely compare these feelings to.) I recently lost my Dad, and I thought maybe I was allowing myself to grieve at these times, but upon examination, I don’t really grieve for my Dad’s passing. When I think of my Dad and the fact that he is gone, I feel the most incredible feeling of peace - this has been in place since I looked at his recently deceased body (I was 30 miles away and driving like a racecar driver when they called to say he had gone…) I have not felt any loss from his passing, like I say I feel like he has gone to a MUCH better place, and I only feel peace - I only read peace on his face when I “viewed” his body…maybe I am in denial??
Anyway, this feeling at Mass has got me stymied!! I was to the point of not going anymore, since I was sooo embarrassed by my crying, but every week I find myself parked in front of the church, taking a deep breath and in I go…:crying:
*I am so sorry to hear about your loss. I can’t imagine what you went thru. It reminds me of how grateful I am. Unfortunately a lot of people for granted what they have. I work with people with disabilites and I have seen a lot of heart breaking situations and I have to say that many times I have been thankful to God for what I have. Since I have went back to mass I think that as time moves on it will sink in of how connected we all are to each other and that maybe the reason why we cry is that spiritually we are experiencing everyone’s pain together.I find myself at that point quite often…
See, I have been in RCIA for FOUR years. I am hoping my DH will get off his high horse and begin the process of dealing with his first marriage so that soon, I can be confirmed (Good news…probably at Easter!! WOO HOO!!)…I digress.
I bawled for the first few masses. It’s SO awesome to think about the communion of saints, and to think my Mom is there, but I cannot be a part of itIt broke my heart. Then, the more I learned, the more I realized that I am in communion with them, and again, more tears.
I cry because many Catholics DON’T understand the gifts they are given at Mass. I cry because Jesus walks among the pews, touching his children, blessing them…and I am one of them. It’s amazing.
I have lost two children in the last year. Both while I was pregnant, both at 19 weeks plus into the pregnancy. It’s been devastating, and I was angry with Him. Then, at Mass one day, I realized that He is bigger than my anger, and He loves me so much that He took my children Home to be with Him. My mom has them, and is caring for them. How blessed am I?!
So, yes, I cry…for many reasons.
I hope to NEVER feel as comforted by my tears as I do at Mass.
God Bless You.