I have been trying to make a habit of visiting the Blessed Sacrament on Saturday nights. I wasn't quite in the mood to get up off the couch this evening, but I didn't spend the First Saturday as I should have, and wanted to set aside a little quiet time for prayer. To the surprise of my hubby falling asleep in the armchair, I headed out the door a little after 9 with the promise I'd be back shortly.
No one was in the chapel, but after about 15 minutes, I heard some voices outside the door, speaking in higher volumes than I'm accustomed to hearing from regulars at the chapel. The next thing I heard were a lot of footsteps coming in the door, voices in hushed tones and the sounds of cell phones being turned off. It sounded like a pretty big group and they weren't as quiet as people normally are in the small chapel. One of the adorers knelt down directly behind me. He/she was chewing wildly, like a cow with a cud, and I could smell the scent of the bubble gum. Then when he/she got up they banged the kneeler loudly. I tried to shrug it all off because I had the feeling the group wouldn't be staying long. I was right.
When they approached the Blessed Sacrament to say goodbye, I was taken aback to see that it was a group of teen-aged boys, probably no more than 16 or 17. The knelt down on the floor before the monstrance and said a prayer together.
Although it was a little disruptive, it was also quite charming. I don't personally know any teen-aged boys that would take the time on a Saturday night to pay the Lord a visit. They looked like angels kneeling in front of the monstrance. Then, the same way they came in, they left.
I hope they become regular visitors.