I finally got to mass last night as the Lock Down of services ended. No regular mass for at least three months now. I almost didn't go I was so tired after my night shift. But I had so been looking forward tot his day. So I went to bed and managed to sleep for half and hour. I then had to walk to Church as my car was broken down and also fell asleep several times during the service. But I can;t really blame myself, I was exhausted. The Church was as full as it could be and they even had an organist and choir which was beautiful. The Father said that Mass is essential and should never have been stopped. He was quite right of course. I had to leave after Holy Communion I was so tired and had already been in Church for well over an hour. It was the Feast of St Peter and Paul which was significant. I was most interested in the story of the angel rescuing St Peter from prison. He woke Peter up by striking Peter, 'On the side'. I have a feeling Peter must have been in a deep , deep sleep. So perhaps he was on the night shift too. Walking home after mass I had a feeling that something wonderful is going to happen in my life shortly. I have had this for quite some time now. Perhaps it is a grace. It is so wonderful for Christ to visit us in every moment of our lives. But nowhere so wonderful as at Mass, in the Eucharist.