The Saturday morning Mass I attend starts half an hour later than the weekday morning Masses. This morning I somehow miscalculated; I thought I had time for breadfast before Mass and took a bite of a well-ripened banana before realizing that I would be taking Communion in less than an hour. Since the present rule is to fast for at least an hour before receiving Communion, I skipped Communion at Mass. It was a sacrifice as I longed to receive the Lord; then I realized that by offering it up to God, he'd be equally pleased. I now see that whether we get what we want or not is not necessarily more important than how we deal with the situation. We can please God under any circumstances.