This week brought a moment so tender and humbling, I know it will stay with me forever. On Wednesday, during our school’s Mass, I served for the very first time as a Eucharistic minister.

A Humbling First Experience

As I stepped forward to share the Body of Christ, I didn’t expect the flood of emotions that followed. My hands trembled slightly, and tears filled my eyes. I felt unworthy, yet entrusted with something sacred beyond words.

It wasn’t simply about the bread I held. It was about the mystery of faith, the beauty of God’s presence, and the privilege of being allowed to serve in such a holy way. Gratitude and awe wrapped around my heart in that moment.

Receiving and Giving God’s Love

Not every Christian tradition celebrates Communion in the same way, but at its heart, the message is universal: we are invited to both receive God’s love and to share it with others.

That realization has stayed with me. Serving Communion reminded me that our lives are not meant to stop at receiving grace—they are meant to pour it out. Whether it’s a word of encouragement, a smile, a simple act of kindness, or forgiveness we didn’t think we could give—this is how we carry Christ’s love into the world.

Finding God in Everyday Moments

Maybe you’ve had a moment like this too—where you felt small, and yet filled with something greater than yourself. Perhaps it was holding your child’s hand, singing a hymn, praying with a friend, or quietly serving in your church. Those are holy moments too.

This week, I’m reminded that God uses even our weakness, even our doubts, to reveal His strength and grace. And what a gift that is.

A Reflection for You

Where have you seen God’s presence in your own life this week? Was there a quiet moment that took you by surprise and filled you with gratitude?

Let’s not miss those glimpses. Let’s not forget that we, too, are vessels—invited to carry His light into the everyday.

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Closing Reflection

I am still tender from this week’s experience—still undone by the beauty of being allowed to serve. My prayer is that I never lose the awe of it, and that each of us may continue to find ways, both big and small, to share His love.

With gratitude,
Jenny