A few weeks ago, I started sitting closer to the altar so I could see the Priest break the body of our LORD. Yesterday at Mass, I was given the grace of not being able to see, but to hear. Although I was sitting very close, close enough to see, there was a post in my view and when I moved, there was a photo of our Holy Mother holding The Child Jesus.

For some reason, He allowed me to hear the fraction in such a way, it echoed through the cathedral and seemed as if it would never stop. The priest microphone was positioned just right, it picked up every note of the song being played by the consecration of His body. It was the most beautiful song I have ever heard. It had been quite some time since I had heard it played in such a way.