The Mass is Heaven on earth… literally!! We are at the Lambs Supper and we are happy to be called to the Lambs Supper!
This statement is not true. As great as taking part in communion is it is not heaven on earth.It is something we do in rememberance of Him but Jesus Himself said that His kingdom is not of this world.It is in many other places in the Bible as well.I can understand your joy and jubilance to partake in the Holy communion but the phrase "heaven on earth "is untrue.It’s a contradiction in terms.God bless.
You obviously have no idea what the Catholic Mass is.
Have you ever been to a Catholic Mass before? If you have then you weren’t paying much attention.
Scott Hahn a Presbyterian Minister studied the book of Revelations for upteen years (can’t remember how long he said) and then he attended a Mass one day, sat in the back of the Church and totally recognized the book of Revelations in the Holy Mass. He recognized God up on the altar. He even said to himself, “my Lord and my God” when the Priest held up Jesus (the host after consecration). Btw, Scott Hahn is now a Catholic Theologian.
Scott Hahn explains part of his life as a Protestant Pastor in Virginia;
Here they were asking me to preach at least 45 minutes.
I said, “If you insist, you know, twist my arm. Sure.” And
they said, “We want you to immerse us in the Word of
God,” and so I began.
The first thing I did was to tell them about covenant. The
second thing I did was to correct their misunderstanding
of covenant as contract to show them that covenant means
family. The third thing I did was to show them that the
family of God makes more sense of who we are and what
Christ has done than anything in the Bible. God is Father,
God is Son, and God through the Holy Spirit has made us
one family with Him. And as soon as I began to preach this
and teach this, it just took off like wildfire. It spread through
the parish; you could see it affecting marriages and families.
It was exciting. The fourth thing I did, was to teach them
about liturgy and covenant and family, that in Scripture the
covenant is celebrated through liturgical worship whereby
God’s family gathers for a meal to celebrate the sacrifice of
Christ. I suggested in my preaching and teaching that
maybe we ought to have the family meal, communion. I
even used the word “Eucharist.” They never heard it before.
I said, “Maybe we ought to celebrate being God’s covenant-
family by communion each week.” “What?” I said, “Instead
of being sermon-centered, why not have the sermon be a
prelude and a preparation to enter into celebrating who we
are as God’s family?” They loved it.
This is his first Mass experience;
The second thing that happened was when I quietly slipped
into the basement chapel down at Marquette, Gesu. They
were having a noon Mass and I had never gone to Mass
before. I slipped in. I sat down in the back pew. I didn’t kneel.
I didn’t genuflect, I wouldn’t stand. I was an observer; I was
there to watch. But I was surprised when 40, 50, 60, 80, or
100 ordinary folk just walked in off the street for midday
Mass, ordinary folk who just came in, genuflected, knelt and
prayed. Then a bell rang and they all stood up and Mass
began. I had never seen it before.
The Liturgy of the Word was so rich, not only the Scripture
readings. They read more Scripture, I thought, in a weekday
Mass than we read in a Sunday service. But their prayers
were soaked with Biblical language and phrases from Isaiah
and Ezekiel. I sat there saying, "Man, stop the show, let me
explain your prayers. That’s Zechariah; that’s Ezekiel. Wow!
It’s like the Bible coming to life and dancing out on the center
stage and saying, “This is where I belong.”
Then the Liturgy of the Eucharist began. I watched and
listened as the priest pronounced the words of consecration
and elevated the host. And I confess, the last drop of doubt
drained away at that moment. I looked and said, “My Lord
and my God.” As the people began going forward to receive
communion, I literally began to drool, “Lord, I want you. I
want communion more fully with you. You’ve come into my
heart. You’re my personal Savior and Lord, but now I think
You want to come onto my tongue and into my stomach,
and into my body as well as my soul until this communion
is complete.”
And as soon as it began, it was over. People stuck around for
a minute or two for thanksgiving and then left. And eventually,
I just walked out and wondered, what have I done? But the
next day I was back, and the next, and the next. I couldn’t tell
a soul. I couldn’t tell my wife. But in two or three weeks I was
hooked. I was head over heels in love with Christ and His Real
Presence in the Blessed Sacrament. It became the source
and the summit and the climax of each day, and I still couldn’t
tell anybody.
more…
Thank you!
That is something I’m pushing for, though, because it would help so many people get a better understanding of God’s Word. 
give the milk). I grew up in the church (Mennonite with traditional services meaning hymns, sermon, prayer nothing fancy) hubby went to various Baptist churches (became a christian around 96). When we married we went to a non-denom church. I thought I was at a Christian band concert with a motivational speaker. It did not at all suit us. We then started to attend an Anglican church. I tell you what, I have never felt so humbled before. The church was beautiful and seeing the altar made me want to run up there and sit in the presence of God all day. I am not a Catholic, but my heart is yearning for the communion with the rest of the Holy Catholic Church.
But all in God’s time right?