Maybe the reformed hearts at the Eucharistic Congress will leave Indianapolis with a new attitude when faced with signs like “Deport Them All.”

A nun with lightsabers. 100 priests hearing confession. Spontaneous song. Prayers over pizza. Toddlers at Mass. The Eucharistic Congress is chaotic, loud, fun—and glorious.

Taking time off speaks to the need all people in ministry understand: To be deliberate about rest and to recharge so as to serve more effectively.

I cannot tell you exactly why I am getting emotional, except to say that maybe I am sorely in the mood for something simple and nonaffected and happy and endearing and guileless. (Maybe everyone is?)

As a national preacher for the National Eucharistic Revival, I've preached in sunbelt parishes, humble rural churches and suburban auditoriums. All of them have been filled with God's grace.

While theatrical and beautiful, I have come to understand that the Mass is not a show. It is a miracle.