My mother is a convert. Before she converted, she went to Mass with me. I led the way into the pew. When I turned to my mother, she was still standing in the aisle starring straight ahead not moving. I spoke to her thinking maybe she was wondering if she should genuflect before entering the pew. No response. I spoke again she 'woke up' and entered the pew genuflecting. After Mass as we walked home, she explained to me that as soon as she entered the Church, she could not take her eyes off the tabernacle even when she tried. She knew "God was in there". She just knew. To the joy of my Dad and I, Mum converted immediately and remained a life long lover of Jesus in the Eucharist.
My mother is a convert. Before she converted, she went to Mass with me. I led the way into the pew. When I turned to my mother, she was still standing in the aisle starring straight ahead not moving. I spoke to her thinking maybe she was wondering if she should genuflect before entering the pew. No response. I spoke again she 'woke up' and entered the pew genuflecting. After Mass as we walked home, she explained to me that as soon as she entered the Church, she could not take her eyes off the tabernacle even when she tried. She knew "God was in there". She just knew. To the joy of my Dad and I, Mum converted immediately and remained a life long lover of Jesus in the Eucharist.
In essence we ingest God upon taking the Eucharist.