When I was young (4-5), my parents didn’t go to church very often, but when we did, I could tell there was something different and felt that God was present in my life in a special way. I didn’t receive communion of course, actually I had no clue about the real presence… but I definitely did look forward to mass.
I remember receiving the Eucharist for the first time after I was away from the Church for a while. I felt a sense peace, gratitude and awe, knowing that God loves me and feeling His presence. It was at that moment when I realized the importance of the Eucharist, and couldn’t believe I was away for so long. I really can’t explain it in words… I could hear God speak to me and welcome me back.