This absolute
touchstone, this body and blood of Christ, is a place we must come to again and
again to find our face, to find our name and our absolute identity in God. It
takes years to sink in. It is too big a truth for any one moment, too grand and
wonderful for our small hearts and minds.
And so we keep
eating this mystery that is simultaneously the joy of God and the
suffering of God packed into one. (Some see the body-bread as the joy and the
blood-wine as the suffering). All we can do is be present, because we cannot
ever rationally understand this. When the two presences meet, then we have what
Catholics brilliantly call “the Real Presence.”
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment