The topics I most like to discuss and share with others are the amazing things that Jesus does in my life. For instance, He led my wife and me to unintentionally attend a Catholic mass. Here’s how it happened:
We were recently in Matera, Italy. As we were exploring the medieval walled city there, we realized that we were lost in the narrow maze-like passageways of a residential area early on a Sunday morning and there was no one around to help us. Suddenly we heard what sounded like a beautiful Gregorian chant.
I walked around the next corner and heard the chant-like song coming from a small church. I looked in the open door and saw a priest robed in white and singing passionately from His heart in a darkened sanctuary with only two women in attendance. I immediately went in and sat on an ancient uncomfortable pew. My wife came in to rescue me and then we realized that we were stuck.
The priest’s face was aglow with an inner light; his eyes hope-filled and bright. He was truly a delight to watch. The priest began reading a liturgy in Italian and the two women in the congregation responded from time to time. Although we didn’t understand, our hearts were captivated by the presence of Jesus that we felt there.
After a few minutes the priest stopped, walked over to us, and in the kindest voice began talking to us in Italian. We didn’t understand his words, but we knew that he was welcoming us with the love of Christ. We smiled and nodded and pointed to heaven and told him that we didn’t speak Italian. He beamed with peace, walked back to the front and continued with the liturgy.
Then one of the women went to a pulpit and prayed. Later another went and read something.
The priest walked back to our pew again and we understood that he wanted to know our names. So, we told him: “Steve and Ernie.” He repeated each name a few times and pointed to us correctly identifying us. Then he smiled, walked back to the front, and continued the liturgy.
Suddenly he stopped and walked back to us for a third time. As he spoke, I heard the word “cantare.” I told my wife that I thought he wanted us to sing. Ernie began to sing Amazing Grace in English. I quickly joined in. Then to our surprise the priest began to sing it with us in Italian as the two ladies watched from the front of the sanctuary. His face was beaming. It was a special God-moment for all five of us.
After the song, the priest spoke more to us in Italian. I think he was inviting us to the altar for the Eucharist, but we weren’t sure. However, sitting there in a sanctuary packed with ancient religious ornamentation and tradition, we experienced deep heart-connection with a beautiful Christ-follower–a priest who was eager to step out of routine formalism and demonstrate the reality of “Christ in you” to two strangers from another country who didn’t speak his language or follow his religious tradition. I loved accidently attending mass!