If I Could Only Kneel

. The priests, deacon, and choir knelt at the wooden cross. The priest invited each of us to come to the cross. I was so moved; my heartfelt prayer was “IF I COULD ONLY KNEEL” I was in first pew and was first to go to the wooden cross. “KNEEL” I knelt, on one knee, put my forehead on the cross. I returned to my pew. Tears trickled, then streamed, and became a flood and I left. It was the first time in 35 years I had been able to kneel without pain. Thirty-five years earlier I had fallen on both knees running up stone steps. I was late for work. I was off work several days. The pain was excruciating. I could not get down on my knees, it was impossible for thirty- five years. I went home. I cried all the way home. Once the tears started, I could not stop them. I got home. I trembled. I was shaken. Had what just happened REALLY happened? DO miracles occur in 2019 or is that just something Jesus did 2000 years ago? “I MUST BE HYSTERICAL” “THIS WILL WEAR OFF…won’t it???” “REALLY? Hysteria does cause changes, ‘for a while’.” Many time’s the rest of the night, I got up out of bed, I knelt to praise God and thank Him for it. I was in disbelief.