At the church I attend, we only have an hour-a-week for Eucharistic Adoration. It’s a genuine pity of mine, as Mass is wonderfully observed on Sunday’s in our relatively small parish (standing room only equals around 250 faithful Catholics), but there are usually no more than five or six of us present for Adoration (6-7pm Wednesday).
Personally, I’ve never done anything other than kneel and contemplate. Occassionaly the spiritually rousing rustle of a Rosary may draw me out of my own prayer and into anothers, but other than that, the few of us that do attend Adoration simply spend our time in silent worship.
However, whether it’s a Saturday afternoon or 4am on a Tuesday morning, I think Eucharistic Adoration is a true gift from God, afforded to us through the Church, and should simply be embraced with an open and honest heart.
If that means your in Christ’s presence during Adoration out of a want for God to shephard you through the Summa, guide the Angels and Saints to your prayer intentions, help you overcome a particular sin, or simply give you an hour away from the weariness of the world, so long as we truly believe that inside those church walls, Jesus Christ is truly present, Eucharistic Adoration will forever be a faithfully profound and truly beautiful experience.
