Skip to main content

That Place Called "Adoration"






There's just more than magic in that place. Adoration.

Years ago, there was a girl who challenged me to do something she thought would be challenging for me, knowing that I'm such a headstrong and daredevil and the couldn't-care-less type of soul.

Her challenge: Go to the Adoration, stare on the only thing that is actually in that place, a tiny white round unleavened bread that actually does not look like bread, and believe that it is the actual body of the Lord Jesus.

Daring that I am, I simply said "Sure." Secretly though, there's one second of doubt that crossed my mind, the thought telling me "hmmm, that doesn't sound easy...staring at something like an object and believing that is somebody? Much more, uhhhm...the Lord Himself?"

So I asked, "Where is that place anyways?" And I was embarrassed when I was told that it is just at the Church! Me being a regular Sunday Mass attendee! That tiny secluded place beside the Main Church where the Holy Mass is celebrated where it says "Perpetual Eucharistic Adoration". That little room where the sleepers of people are left just outside the door and I've always wondered why they would leave it outside. That place I never entered, thinking that its just another place in the Church.


So, I took the challenge. I went there, left my sandals outside, entered the room for the first time. It was soooooo quiet. With one person kneeling, facing that little white bread I was told about. The Holy Eucharist exposed. So, I knelt.

And I started thinking, this is the same Eucharist I take in each time at the Holy Communion, of course it is the Lord! Why challenge me with what is obvious?

I decided to stay a little more...

Suddenly, something just came to me. Like a feeling I can't explain. Like its asking me if I really believe in what I thought I was believing all along.

I started doubting myself. I never expected I'd doubt myself for the first time with things like that.

I began staring at the Holy Eucharist. Somehow, the more I stare, the more I began realizing that there is just something more there. Something more. I had to make sure its not just me over-thinking things. I just want to be driven by something there, like a force driving me within.

Without hesitation, I told the Lord "Just help me to believe in Your presence here. I want to."

That's all I said in that place that first time. And everything else, I left in His hand. I never imagined I'd be so much hooked to it years after. Hooked and addicted to the Lord more than ever! Hooked in His presence in that tiny white unleavened bread!

The Adoration is just a powerful, magical, place! It draws you. It magnetizes you. And when you stare at the Holy Eucharist, its like everything else disappears but you and Lord! You don't even have to exert effort to believe! You just got to ask Him to make you believe and you will!

After that first visit, I started learning so many wonderful things about Holy Eucharist, even the scientific facts about it, but most importantly, the changes that it brings and and how it can affect us in very concrete ways, with it being the Lord in a physical, non-human form. Things that can't be easily explained but is best to be personally experienced. I would rather have the Lord explain it to you personally, His way.

And so now, in this Feast of Corpus Christi, I pass this challenge to you, you who are reading this: Go to the Adoration, stare on the only thing that is actually in that place, a tiny white round unleavened bread that actually does not look like bread, and believe that it is the actual body of the Lord Jesus.

Just do it. And you'll be amazed at the magic the Lord will do to your soul.

Popular posts from this blog

SEWA Application in Sharjah - Bachelor Tenants

Just this August, 2023, we moved to Muwailah Commercial, the New Muwailah. Coming from Old Muwailah with monthly rental tenancy, the application for SEWA for an annual tenancy is new for us. The office of our new place required us to process SEWA on our own. That means connection for water, electricity, and gas are all our part. From the office instructions, everything seemed to be very easy. And so I thought. Until I started the legwork! One thing was common from all the departments I was asked to go to: all their answers to my questions varied from person to person! They differ in their responses! Just when the officer you are talking to tells you that you only need this and that paper to present to the next department, you’d be surprised that the next department will ask something else instead! So. Tons of patience, so I thought. But for all of you who landed on my page and are really in need of some guidance, well, here’s your lucky day! Am not gonna let you experience what I...

Take Away My Freedom

TAKE AWAY MY FREEDOM (by Lea Maria) Take away my freedom, O Lord, the freedom to turn my back on You. Take away my freedom, O Lord, the freedom to hurt You. Take away my freedom, O Lord, the freedom to hurt and be indifferent. Take away my freedom, O Lord, the freedom not to love as You have loved me. Take away my freedom, O Lord, the freedom to live just for myself. Take away my freedom, O Lord, the freedom to be deaf and blind to the needy. Take away my freedom, O Lord, the freedom to waste the time that is meant for You. Take away my freedom, O Lord, the freedom to ignore You when I know I heard Your call. I don't need these freedom, I don't want these freedom. Take away instead my life if my existence will be filled by these. For I only want to serve You and love You and glorify You. All the days of my life, O Lord, I belong to You.

I Almost Left the Catholic Church

The Holy Spirit stopped me.  Since last year, time after time, I read news about our highest shepherd doing things that are against my core belief, things that I felt are being twisted, being made sound complicated to understand yet only to lead to wrong things.  Such is blessing relationships in sin...how can a sin be blessed, I asked myself. It is just wrong and I will not accept this. Needless to say, I am scandalized. I had to contemplate. This month, God led me to Armenia.  I saw the Armenians preserved their faith, and Christian practices in the Church. I have witnessed how sacred they still keep the traditions. I wanted to become part of that. I had to contemplate more. I asked the Lord to help me make the right decision that night when I came home from Armenia. In my heart, I will start looking for the church here in my community, the Orthodox Christian church. Sabbath day came. I attended my Sunday Mass. I thanked God for having brought me to Armenia and learned...