Sat., Dec. 10, 9 a.m.-7p.m.
Sun,. Dec. 11, 7 a.m.-3 p.m.
Sat., Dec. 17, 9 a.m -7 p.m.
Sun., Dec. 18, 7 a.m.-3 p.m.
Fri., Jan. 6, 3-9 p.m.In Mary’s House of Evangelization:
(Special showing for school children)
Sat., Jan. 7, 9 a.m.-7 p.m.
Sun., Jan. 8, 8 a.m.-3 p.m.
In the words of St. Theresa of Calcutta, “Perpetual Eucharistic Adoration with exposition needs a great push. People ask me: ‘What will convert America and save the world?’ My answer is prayer. What we need is for every parish to come before Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament in holy hours of prayer.”
Ann (Joy) Vostatek, Parishioner, St. Francis of Assisi, Colorado Springs
I was a cradle Catholic raised in the Midwest. My mother’s Catholic upbringing reflected greatly in our home. I left home when I was 18 years old and went to Southern California. The environment was very contrary to my roots and I slowly drifted away from the practice of my faith.
After leaving the Church for over 25 years, I found myself restless, unhappy, emotionally, physically and spiritually sick. I was in a very bad place. I reached out in desperate prayer.
My Mother Mary heard me and personally led me to Marian events, rekindled my heart and mind to search for truth. She was my personal spiritual guide back to my past. But I still struggled with the Mass, confession, and not being really, really fed by Catholicism. I searched in other denominations for answers and for God.
Through Divine Providence, I was invited to go on pilgrimage to a very special place: Medjugorje, Croatia. This tiny village hamlet was a place of prayer, peace, mystery, and awe. I had never experienced such a joy and serenity; it was just what I needed at the time.
One afternoon, going for a walk, I climbed Cross Mountain. After reaching the summit, I laid down to take in the breathtaking view of the valley below and the magnificent blue cloudy sky above.
Heaven came down to me on Cross Mountain. At first, I could not understand what was happening to me. As the sun shone brighter, changed colors, it pulsated towards me as if a human heart beating. It kept calling out to me, pulsating back and forth. As I lay there in awe and confusion, it spoke to my heart and soul that the perfectly formed host that came out of the sun was Jesus, calling me back to him and the Church. Then a beautiful gold monstrance appeared with that same white disc (host) in it. At the time, I had no idea what it was.
Immediately descending that mountain experience and vision, I went to confession, received Holy Eucharist, and attended all-night adoration.
That mountain top experience changed my life forever. Jesus saved my soul that afternoon. I had a fire and a desire to come home to the Catholic Church in a new way. I wanted to serve Our Lord. Mass and Eucharist were so powerful. My gratitude to Our Lord was emotional and deep because I realized his profound MERCY towards me. He had waited 25 years for me to come home.
I found a church that had perpetual adoration. When I first entered that small adoration chapel, I was blown away to see on that altar the exact same monstrance that I had seen on that mountain. I fell on my knees and wept because God is so good, so merciful, so loving, and so forgiving!
I want to witness to the power and the importance of perpetual adoration. Numerous times, I have left my home in the middle of the night to pray for urgent prayer requests. Medical emergencies often happen in the middle of the night, or on a week-end, a holiday or on vacation. That is why we need perpetual adoration: Jesus, on call 24/7.
I have heard of countless miracles of hurting souls who have given up drugs, prostitution and alcohol; conversions, healed marriages, healed hearts, and vocations to the religious life because of perpetual eucharistic adoration. The power is in the 24/7/365 formula of devotion, dedication, sacrifice, perseverance, consistency, and commitment, and the unbroken chain of people adoring, making reparation for the world.
Art Nutter, Parishioner, Holy Apostles
Eucharistic adoration is simple for me. I have a simple faith. Jesus said many things. Jesus does not lie. I believe him –what he said, what he did, and what he continues to do. Jesus has blessed me big time, so I simply want to spend as much time with him as I can. Knowing Jesus, he is very likely to continue to bless me. I want to be there constantly thanking him. My mom taught me manners.
I have seen with my own eyes how Jesus, via his actual physical presence in the Eucharist, heals and works through believing people.
In January 2006, I badly injured my leg, shearing off all the ligaments connecting my left foot to my left leg. Doctors told me I’d never walk again. The following Sunday, Jesus healed me instantly when I begged him in prayer after receiving communion. Dr. Brian Shaw, an Olympic Training Center doctor, said he had “…never seen anything like this. You have been completely healed.” I won a competitive racquetball tournament less than six months later.
In October 2009, Jesus saved our daughter Marysa and her unborn daughter Braelyn Gianna from H1N1 swine flu and likely death after he heard ours and hundreds of thousands of intercessory prayers from our friends and family for more than a month. Jesus healed Marysa overnight, enabling her to give birth to Braelyn Gianna a few months later.
During Marysa’s ordeal, Jesus called me to experience a greater love for Him by attending daily Mass. Jesus had my attention, big time, by now. I responded, and I have been blessed to be able to attend daily Mass around the world, from Brussels, to Tokyo, from Hong Kong to Istanbul, in hundreds of churches and chapels. Our Catholic Church is truly universal!
Jesus has reassured me many times on this sometimes scary adventure doing his will. My dad was diagnosed with stage four pancreatic cancer in December 2014. I visited him in Ohio during what we thought was his final week of life in late May 2015. My dad received Jesus in the eucharist daily while I was there, and he did not die - he recovered. The pancreatic cancer tumors shrank. Chemo was stopped this past summer. He looks great at 83 years old.
Why adore Jesus in the Eucharist? Jesus is God. The Eucharist is Jesus. The Eucharist is God. When I’m in the same room as Jesus, the Holy Spirit overwhelms me. It’s just totally cool. Further, to really advance along the path Jesus asked me to pursue, I need to recharge. Receiving Jesus in the Eucharist at Mass is the best thing, certainly, but my mom’s manners training taught me to say thanks. My friends tell me I talk too much, so I am blessed to shut up and listen to Jesus while in adoration.
I pray that others may be blessed similarly, at any time of the day, forever, here in Colorado Springs.