Prayers and comprehension, Part II

Rebecca was getting dressed this morning and came running into my room. "Mommy! Jesus said the words last night! In my room! He said the words!"

"What words? What did He say?" I foolishly assumed she meant that she was talking to Jesus before she went to sleep.

"The words from Mass"

Mommy scratches her head, wondering how the words of Consecration (or, as we put it, "The words that Jesus gave us") managed to work their way into her dreams.

Rebecca then hikes up her pant leg, showing me a small scratch on her leg. "He said the word! And now my leg is almost healed!"

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