Eucharist

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Empty Tomb Prayer

Anonymous

My God,
My internal anguish will not cease.
My sorrowful memories press into my head like a crown of thorns,
Woven by the mockery and scourging
From a cohort of authorities and coworkers,
Within schools and neighborhoods,
At the mouths and hands of enemies and self.
Amidst family and church as well
There is not always a haven,
A stable place to rest my head.

I long for solace hoping to see Your face,
To hear Your voice.
Still, I remain in tears.

Often I become angry when I look upon my own image,
Even doubting if You Yourself wish me goodness.
Despondent and wandering, I drink vinegar alone,
Wanting relief, yet I merely become thirstier.

Where can my aching heart turn to fill its void?
May I find a merciful balm in Your Son Jesus’ turmoil and torment.
As He first did on Golgotha,
As His father tended to His needs,

Place me under Your Mother Mary’s peaceful care.
So, too, Saint Joseph, I plead,
Build me into a strong, secure shelter where I can dwell.
Prospering and fruitful,
Hold me within the loving arms of Jesus’ real friends.

May Your Son gently rest His wounded Hands upon my broken confidence,
And command my mind’s anxious sea and sky to be calm.
The Specters of Fear who perpetually discourage,
May the despair be overcome through His risen light.
In the grace-filled rays which reveal Your path,
Mature my soul by becoming content.
For truly You made no mistake in creating me.

Lastly, by Your Magnificent Spirit,
Warm my life,
Resurrecting me from the dank pit.
Receive these humble requests,
O Lord God, in Jesus the Christ.

Through His absolution,
May my soul be as white as snow.
By feasting upon His Flesh,
The Eucharist,
A holy stream will burst forth in my resentful desert
Whereby I will forgive those who have hurt me.
And with my blood flowing through His
I will no longer simply know You only as my God
But also trust in You as my Father.

Amen.

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Adoration

Adoration is an external act of the virtue of religion by which we express the honor and reverence due to the divine excellence. Exterior adoration is an expression and an overflow of interior adoration, which is primary, and serves at the same time to arouse and preserve interior adoration. And because God is in all places, we can adore God both internally and externally in all places, although the most proper place is in his temple, because he resides there in a special manner. Moreover, the very atmosphere of a church or chapel helps to withdraw us from the noise and distractions of the world, while many holy objects contained there serve to arouse devotion, and the presence of other worshipers likewise nourishes the spirit of adoration. –Father Jordan Aumann ‘Spiritual Theology’

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An evening with St Peter Eymard

Congregation of the Blessed Sacrament tonight, a pleasant crowd.  I saw Mary, whom I have not seen since last meeting, the one to encourage me to pursue volunteer work with the Hospice of Western Reserve, a hospice chaplain, an excellent speaker and host.  This is a mature crowd.  Men and women who are spiritually humble, able to provide good conversation, possessing welcoming dispositions.  The younger priest, artist from Wisconsin who spent time in New York City, a vital part of the Emmanuel magazine, Father John showed a movie he put together on the life of St Peter Eymard, built upon trips to France, plenty of live video he shot.  The video coverage proved spellbinding.  I will start taking travel videos with my camera.  Needless to say, the French Alps were astounding; the views and coverage of the churches in St Eymard’s life intimate and personal.  Father Paul Bernier did not attend, as he was visiting his sister in France.  The priest of the Congregation of the Blessed Sacrament are a strong bunch.  I was given another of the community priest’s, Father B Pelletier, biography of St Peter Julian Eymard ‘Tomorrow Will Be Too Late’.  I do not think it refers to my calling, although I wonder as Father John spoke of the various charisms of the religious life being different, mentioning the call of a Benedictine monk is different from that of a call to the Congregation of the Blessed Sacrament, voicing the comment with an open palm hand gesture signaling me out when he mentioned the Benedictine calling.  I was a bit startled, feeling he is reading my blog, or something.  I know Father Bernier enjoyed my efforts, but I did not think Father John knew anything about matters.  I am not sure what that was about, yet I took note, my heart warming and racing a bit.  I will say it is not about me. The sense the calling is authentic points through me, beyond to the power and love of God.  I view the world now through a new lens, comfortable with the fact I have been called, curious to see how everything will work out.  It is all about glorifying God. St Peter Eymard gets a lot of attention, however as Father John continually stresses, the saint earns the accolades by pointing us specifically to the Eucharist.

From Father Pelletier’s biography I was moved once again with the realization the spiritual life is one of sacrifice—suffering a critical part of the call of God.  St Eymard’s father is an incredible story.  He personally had suffered so much from the loss of his first wife and six children from that marriage, as well as from the death of his first three children from his second wife before Julian was born.  Enduring the death of nine children and a first wife—only two offspring surviving, Julian, St Peter Eymard, would be his father’s only surviving son, and thus becoming a priest, his father witnessed the end of his branch of the family.  He suffered even from his son becoming a saint.

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