On The Mountain Top 

   One of my favorite places to be is in the adoration chapel on my knees before my Lord, truly present in the Eucharist.  No matter how hectic things may have been, no matter how frazzled I may feel, there is always peace and calm when I am with Christ.

   There are days when time almost ceases to exist.  Days when I am so close and so connected to Him that time is no longer relevant.  I could be there twenty minutes or two hours; it wouldn’t matter because I am really not there at all.  I am with my Lord in a place that only my soul can go.

   Elijah went to the mountain top and found the Lord.  There was strong wind, an earthquake, and fire, but the Lord was not in any of these.  Then there was a tiny whisper, and the Lord was in the tiny whisper.  At times I feel as if I’m on that same mountain top hearing that same tiny whisper though I’m still in the adoration chapel.

   I find myself and I find my God when I am before Him.  I speak to Him and He speaks to me in my heart and in my soul.  No words are needed, words are inadequate.  To speak with God is to open my heart and let Him in.  He knows what is in my heart and there is no language that can properly express it.

   In today’s world there is more and more need for people to have a personal one-to-one relationship with Jesus, a place, and a time to be alone with Him and block out the rest of the world.  For me, that place is before Him, recognizing His true presence in the Blessed Sacrament.  At that time, in that place, there is a closeness with my Savior that goes beyond anything words could express; I am on the mountain top with God.