Eucharistic Congress and the Catholic Woman

What I witnessed at the Queen’s Park Oval was a powerful act of salvation in community and display of faith. I felt truly honoured to spend a beautiful day with the Lord together with the wider Catholic community, our priests, our Archbishop and all other religious. It was also very touching to see parish priests mingling in the stands with their congregation wearing their Vicariate colours. The beautiful choir effortlessly created a powerful devotion of praise and worship. All a testimony of the shared faith within the Archdiocese.

During Holy hour, when the Eucharistic procession started, I left my seat upstairs in the Eastern Vicariate stand and proceeded to the greens to be closer. From the moment I stepped on the grass, my heart instantly became overwhelmed. I’m not sure exactly how to explain the emotions that stirred within my heart but perhaps, it was a mixture of love, awe and anticipation that consumed my spirit. Only then did it hit me. We were on Holy ground. The Oval was now transformed into a vessel to hold ‘Big Jesus’ in His physical presence of the Holy Eucharist.

I kept my eyes closed as He drew closer, kneeling with other faithful, patiently waiting on the Lord. In the silence of my heart I said, “Jesus don’t forget me”. Then, as I gently opened my eyes, the moment came, Jesus was now directly in front of us. An overwhelming sense of peace flowed across the atmosphere while we adored Him.
By then, tears freely rolled down my cheeks without reason. Except there was a reason. We were in the real presence of the Lord. It was just so beautiful. The moment was just so pure. Imagine Jesus, the burden bearer, walking through His flock renewing, healing, comforting and restoring us all.
Although we saw Him in His Eucharistic form with our physical eyes, we must remember, He is actually always with us. He invites us to journey with Him and promises eternal rest.
During the Holy hour, the Holy Spirit reminded me of Psalm 147:3 “He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.”
Jesus is present to heal us but only if we want him to. His invitation is ever-present. Invite Jesus into your hearts today. What better time than during the Jubilee year of Hope? Sabella Morris-Olivier

I experienced a profound healing at the Eucharistic Congress a moment of grace that I will cherish forever. For over two years, a knee injury prevented me from kneeling. Each time I tried, the pain was unbearable, and I had accepted that kneeling in prayer was no longer possible for me. Yet, when the monstrance carrying the Eucharist was paraded through the Sacred Site Churches, something stirred within me. Despite the pain, I knelt—something I had not done in years.

Then came Saturday at the Eucharistic Congress. Again, I knelt. And when I rose, something was different. No pain.
That Sunday, I knelt again. And the Sunday after, still no pain. I cannot explain it, but I do not need to. All I can say is: “Thank you, Jesus”. Maura Mohammed- St Paul’s Couva

When Big Jesus came out, I closed my eyes, and in an instant, I was transported back to my10-year-self, kneeling before the Blessed Sacrament at Cluny Eucharistic Centre, the sacred place where I first fell in love with Jesus, fully present and exposed in that way. I carried so much hurt then. A heart longing for healing, for belonging, for love. And now, 28 years later, in the same posture of reverence, I felt the moment come full circle.
This time, I knelt—not just for myself, but for the family He blessed me with: my husband and my two children, the very life I had prayed for, the gift I had so deeply longed for. In that moment, I understood—I am, and always will be, a child of the Most Holy Eucharist. Now and forever. Nikitta Persad – Cluny Eucharistic Centre

Blessings and healing come in many forms, and at the Eucharistic Congress, I experienced something truly unimaginable—a gift far beyond what I ever expected. That Saturday, as I embraced Jesus, I felt a profound renewal, a moment that shifted something deep within me. It was not just a fleeting encounter—it was a complete spiritual awakening, a healing that filled my heart and soul in ways I never thought possible. I am restored. I am renewed. I am filled with His presence. Thank you, my healer, Jesus Christ. Vanessa Mc Phie