On Sunday August 14th, I was at a Novus Ordo Mass at Our Lady of the Angels for the second time in a month. It’s not my home parish and the celebrating priest was different on each occasion. Something unusual, most likely miraculous occurred.
At the beginning of August, as the priest held up the large white Eucharistic Host for adoration at the Consecration, I noticed a soft but marked golden glow, emanating from the centre, diffused to the edges. I rationalized that there were many candles and lights shining upon the beautiful altar and that it must have been that the light from one of the many sources that lit up the Host from behind, although I did wonder if that was true…
A fortnight or so later, a different priest, unfamiliar to me celebrated the Mass. I had been to Confession about an hour before Mass and they had brought a beautiful statue of Our Lady out to the front of the Church to accompany a Eucharistic Procession planned for after Mass. Later, I realised that it was actually the annual Feast Day of Our Lady of the Angels, on which the church who bore the same namesake, was celebrating that very day.
It was at a later point in the Mass this time, when I noticed something breathtakingly remarkable; what I believe to be a Eucharistic Miracle. This time the priest held in his hands, a small white consecrated Host. This time there was, taking up almost the entire Host, a very bright, golden glow, leaving only a white rim for an edge. It was striking and beautiful; I felt amazed but I dared to rationalise again, “Look how the candles light up the Host and make it glow so beautifully. How amazing that the light hits it in that exact spot..must be a deliberate architectural intention…”, until the priest bent over a little and moved the Host down, still in his hands, to then receive The Blessed Sarament into his mouth and the bright golden glow remained intact, not even even flickering or wavering. This act took mere seconds but the significance of what I had witnessed was profound. I went to Holy Communion and knelt to receive Our Lord on the tongue, feeling moved, but trying to hold it together. After thanksgiving prayers, I did not immediately tell my eldest daughter who returned to my side anything, but by the last hymn, Amazing Grace, we were both shedding tears, moved by inexplicable Grace. At first she thought it was just the hymn or the Mass as a whole overwhelming me; as she felt but I explained later.
If I compared what I saw in terms of ‘the emanating glow’ to anything remotely similar, I would refer to a photo/video I saw of the Eucharistic Miracle at Garabandal 1962, which is imprinted upon my memory. In the photos that I have seen the Communion Host that appears on Conchita’s tongue, seems to glow with a bright, white light. The difference here is that the Host shone with a bright, deeply golden light instead, from It’s centre. For those who believe, in the True Presence of Christ in the Eucharist, no further explanation is necessary. For those who do not, this is certainly not the first or only Eucharistic Miracle, which you will find if you search the topic. It is a belief which is biblical and can be understood- with the eyes of the soul through the assistance of the Holy Spirit. Jesus is Our Blessed Saviour and Mighty King Who humbles Himself to become Food for our Soul.
Testimony of DonnaLiane (Aug 2016)
(Photo retrieved from: http://olrboise.org/first-eucharist/ on 8.9.16)