On a Sunday in April, countless children from Liverpool (England) gathered for a festive meeting in the vast St. George’s Hall. Each parish had sent the children of the Eucharistic Crusade, and they were so numerous that many had to remain outside, in the square.
During the address, the Archbishop asked them:
“Are you all knights and pages of the Most Blessed Sacrament?”
“Yes, sir!” they all shouted.
“And how many receive Holy Communion each month?”
Many little mothers timidly raised their hands.
“And how many receive Communion each week?”
All shouted, raising their hands.
“And how many receive Communion every day or several times a week?”
This time as well, all hands were raised.
a) A missionary from the distant East, seeing a young boy very recollected and devout before the altar of the Blessed Sacrament, asked him:
“Joseph, what are you doing there for so long, and what are you saying to Jesus?”
“Nothing, Father, because I do not know how to read books. I only expose my soul to the Sun.”
b) To his smallest Crusaders, a Vicar asked:
“How often should one receive Communion?”
“Many times, Father.”
“Good; and who can tell me why?”
“I can, Father, I know. Jesus took bread to show that we should eat it every day; because if He had taken dessert, we would say that one should receive Communion only on feast days.”
c) On a street in Munich, a city in Bavaria, a seven-year-old girl tells her mother that a priest carrying the Blessed Sacrament is approaching.
“It’s nothing important,” replies the mother. “He is going to visit a sick person.”
“Let us kneel down, Mommy, he is coming.”
“What is the matter with you, silly child? Come on!”
“Mommy, it is the good God—kneel down,” begs the little girl, who remains on her knees.
Where did that little angel learn such reverence for the Blessed Sacrament, if not in the Eucharistic Crusade?
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