Experience of Ordination Mass

Four days ago, it was in the afternoon when I met the deaf community at the usual place. I could remember that it was a good weather on the day. We set off a journey to Malaysia. It was really a good experience. Perhaps it was because a van provided a comfortable and cool journey. As soon as we reached the country, the nostalgia feeling returned and stirred up the excitement in my heart. As we reached there unexpectedly early, we decided to stop by and settle down nearby for a while. In the evening, we headed to a destination - the Catholic church. It was my first time over there. Although it did not look anything special, I felt something I could not describe. Unexpectedly, I bumped into an acquaintance I had not seen for a while. Yes, I was really surprised to see him.

Anyway, my group exchanged the greeting with another deaf community from Malaysia. They knew each other well. Anyway, my heart delighted with joy because we had more people by then. As soon as the mass started, my curiosity increased and my heart was pumping up the adrenaline. I caught the glimpse of three new ordained priests. The deaf communities knew one of them. I could not wait to meet him. During the mass, there was suddenly a blackout. The darkness totally silenced us. But I knew the mass still continued as I could hear faintly weak sounds. Fortunately, there were lighting backups. As soon as the cup of wine placed on the altar table after offering, the lights suddenly returned and brightened the whole church. The fans began working hard to cool the warm atmosphere. After mass, the deaf communities were talking about the electrical circuit event. Suddenly, it hit on me. God is God of darkness and silence. Perhaps He wanted the whole church to have total reverence for Himself because there was a bunch of photographers kept flashing their cameras.

"Be still and know I am God." (Proverbs 46:10)

There was some priests I found familiar. Perhaps they were the ones I saw in my hometown. Adding to my surprise, I met another acquaintance. Eventually, I met the new priest known by the deaf communities. Afterwards, I was going back to home with my group. The excitement and fatigue exhausted my time for the reflection. I pinned my hope and trust in God.