CALL 850 : BOW DOWN

Hello Son,

It's Sunday 19th @ 11:11 am.

This morning,  Dad and Mom attended the 8.30am mass.

When Mass began,  and Father was at his homily ...

Mom found her mind wandering to a specific incident that happened on Mother's Day many moons ago ...

when Justine and you were very young.

It was that moment when you presented your mother a rose ...

and the stalk gave way ...

and the flower "bowed down ..."

as Justine had exclaimed with much laughter.

Bow down ...

That short phrase was clear ...

The image,  clearer.

Mom was not aware then, but you had whispered into her ear ... 

to recall that "bow down" incident ... 

because you were about to zap your mother and remind her that her Son is near.

The hymn before Communion was one of Mom's favourite.

In Bread We Bring You,  Lord.

Mom had googled before and had (mistakenly) learned that this song was "written" by a ...

Daniel.

Mom remembers very well that her favourite hymn is somehow connected to a ...

Daniel.

Today,  after mass ...  

just to make sure ...

Mom googled again ...

and learned that ...

this hymn was not written by a Daniel BUT ...

made famous by a ...

Daniel.

Ahh. 

Close enough.

So mass went on.

Then,  came the hymn during Communion.

Mom found herself enjoying singing every lyric of that hymn ...

when suddenly, at the end of the 3rd verse,  she saw the words :

Bow down ...

before her eyes.

O

M

G

Seriously.

What are the chances that this two words were in her mind,  and now she's singing those exact two words a few minutes later.

Bow down.

Her Son had whispered to her earlier.

That's how and why she was thinking of the "bow down" incident.

Smile.

That's how he makes his presence felt.

Hmmm.

Thank you,  Son.

So anyway ...

After Mass,  Mom was trying to find the name of that "bow down" hymn.

She knows the tune ...

but could not remember the title or any of the lines ...

except for the ...

"Bow down" line ...

Mom hummed to herself.

Bow down before thy throne ...

That was the only line your mother recalled in full.

So Mom googled AI :

Ahh.

Yes!

That's the one.

AI is really amazing!

O Living Bread of Heaven.

That was the hymn.

Back to the Mass that was coming to an end.

Before the closing prayer,  Father said something to this effect :

"Is there anyone new here today?"

Somebody stood up, a few seconds later.

The congregation gave a welcome clap to the newcomer.

Then Father remarked (not exact words),

"Only one newcomer. There are 1.000 of you here today. What about the rest? Are you bringing your friends to church?"

Silence from the pews.

Father asked, "Will you be bringing your friends to church?"

Little response from the people.

The Priest noted the weak reply and commented,

"Only 20% of you have responded. There are one thousand of you here. What about the rest? Will you be bringing your friends to church?"

The response was slightly stronger this time ... 

but still considered weak all the same.

Then Farher said,

"40% ... 

I suppose that's better than nothing.

RCIA is coming ... 

am I right,  Daniel ... 

where are you?"

Huh?

What?

Mom held her breath.

O

M

G

"Did you hear that?"

Mom whispered urgently to Dad.

Your mother repeated the zap words :

"... am I right,  Daniel, where are you?"

Omg!

That was unbelievable!

Yes.

Dad heard.

Oh my goodness!

Seriously!

Of all the ka-zillion names that could have been uttered by the Priest,  it had to be your name.

Daniel.

Mom then remembered seeing a banner outside the church, giving RCIA details with a contact person, a month or two back. 

The contact person was a Daniel (there could have been two contact names but Mom only remembers the one).

Smile.

Happy,  contented smile.

Thank you,  Son,  for making your presence felt.

Over to you,  Son.

Keep the ZAPS coming.

Hugs,

Mom

xoxo