So what happens at Mass again? What makes it different?
In Christ, time and space open up, like a passage to Narnia. I don’t mean that in some vaguely pseudo-mystical way. I mean it in cold, hard reality.
. . . We were made to live with God, to see Him face to face, to walk with Him every evening in the garden. We weren’t made to live so separate. It hurts. We want to see the door, we want to be sure it’s the door, we want to peek around the other side and know for certain what lies behind the door.
My latest at CatholicMom.com. Read the whole thing here. It’s short. You’ll like it.