After the two hour Mass, my husband led us to the Adoration room for a quick visit. At this point, the baby was getting a bit fussy, so I left to wait outside. My husband was quick to follow me, but then noticed our daughter deeply quiet in prayer. He waited awhile longer for her and then we drove home. We sent everyone off to get ready for bed when this same daughter approached me. She wanted to share something that happened to her at Mass, but couldn’t find the words. Finally she was able to share that at the moment of consecration, she felt God’s presence in a profound way. She knew He was there in the bread. She could barely keep from crying as she explained that it was different, that she knew He was really there. Same thing when she went to adoration. I was extremely grateful in my heart for this gift she had received and explained to her that her soul recognized God’s presence. He had always been there before, but tonight she had been open to recognizing Him.