Sacerdotus: First Holy Communion

Below is a reflective piece on your first communion of San Thomas Aquinas in Bronx, where Francisco Garmendia administered the sacrament of the Bishop, capturing the deep spiritual experience you describe.

My first communion of San Thomas Aquinas in the Bronx

My first communion day in the church of Bronx Aquinas is one of the sacred and unforgettable moments of my life. The historic church, located in the heart of Bronx, was the whale of faith, shining with the light of divine stories with windows and stained glass windows. I can remind me of the weak odors of the incense in the air, echo the sound of the choir’s hymns through the nave, and I fulfilled my heart while I prepared for the first time.

Francisco Garmendia Bishop, New York Assistant Bishop at the time, took the mass and administered my first communion. The smooth warm warm smile put me right away. He dressed in his liturgical outfit, with a miter symbolizing his pastoral authority and crosier, he made a quiet sanity that made a special moment. As I approached me, I sustained the consecrated host, I felt a wave of respect above me. “The body of Christ,” he said softly, and I replied, “Amen,” my voice shaking terrified. In this sacred exchange, for the first time I received Jesus for the first time, I was preparing catechism classes and prayer for a moment.

The most intense thing I remember is the absolute sense of God’s presence. When I came back to my hands, I tied my hands in prayer, a non-trouble peace fixed, I just got the peace I ever knew. As God hugged me himself, filling his heart with his love and grace. The presence of Christ in the Eucharist was palpable; I knew, at that moment I was in communion with him. Experienced joy and peace of mind were deep, the spiritual landmark marked the beginning of the deeper relationship with Jesus.

St. that day Thomas Aquinas was an electric atmosphere with faith and celebration. The church was filled with families, everyone takes a great opportunity to witness their children in their spiritual journey. The prayer of the congregation and the song praise seemed to lift the whole space to the sky. My family, proudly and joy, was full of eyes, eyes shone by tears of happiness. After Mass, we took pictures outside the church, when the spring bronx air shines the smell of flowering, Garmendia Bishop blessed us again.

Reflecting on that day, I realize what was for my faith. Receiving the first party of Garmendia Bishop St. In Thomas Aquinas there was no passage rite, it was a moment of divine encounter. This day I felt like I have been with me the peace and presence of God, the reminder of the love of Christ who continues to guide the Eucharist and driving my life. It was definitely a wonderful time, which I will appreciate it forever.