Let Me Not Be Consumed...

Last night at Presanctified I held the cloth under the chins of the faithful as they communed, then wiped the Blood off their lips afterwards before they kissed the chalice. I have to say that, hands down, it was the most intimate thing I've ever done. Not only because of the knowledge of what I was wiping from their lips, but because of the stories, the individual petitions and prayers that were etched into the faces of the faithful as they approached their God...