It was where the Blessed Sacrament was always present – Adoration.I looked around the room, and except for a few chairs with the kneelers, there was nothing else but the tabernacle in the room.Kids have a wide spectrum of outcomes, and often times things that happen along the way as they are growing also impact those outcomes.
We do our best to help them through Mass each week and help them learn.Eventually, we see these challenges subside, one at a time and we see their understanding grow. At some point when looking back, it will seem like the blink of an eye.My older children probably don’t even realize that, yet Meagan knew – she just knew His presence and wanted to be close. She is still clunking her big leg braces between the pews, or slamming her walker in to the wall or pillars, or constantly talking, not understanding how to whisper or be quiet, or on bad days arching backwards with head pain I don’t even want to imagine.But I ask other parents, and other Catholics in general, to be patient.I would turn her around, she would freak out and turn back towards the door.
Finally after repeating this process several times, she stiffened her body and yelled, “No! ” It took me aback as I had no clue what she was talking about.I wondered to myself, Often times, our kids pick up a lot more than we think at Mass.I know I’m shocked by what my older four kids sometimes tell me from just hearing things over and over, but I was even more shocked by Meagan that day.When her four older sisters were toddlers or younger, of course they went through the things we typically go through with those ages.The squirming, the restlessness, the wanting to move, the tantrums, the frustrations, the noise making…and the list goes on.Before we know it, we have our little kids sitting in Mass with us behaving “pretty well” most weeks. Then, there is the experience of being Meagan’s mom at Mass. One Sunday while at Mass, Meagan was having a little rougher time than normal.