While I am no longer a practicing Roman Catholic, or a Roman Catholic at all, for that matter, I still go to midnight mass ON CHRISTMAS. I do that just for the RITUAL of a high mass, the Gospel story of the nativity, and the hymns. To me, it’s absolutely beautiful, fulfilling, and heartening.
Here’s the actual event: One time I attended Christmas midnight mass with my sister and a friend of hers. I was wearing a heavy cable-knit sweater and was sweating heavily. My sister’s friend looked over at me, and then whispered to my sister, “Your brother is crying . . . how sweet."