With my body I Thee worship…
Today I was praying for a multitude of intentions that seem to have bombarded me over the last few days, coming in over and over like waves on the shore, and yet – like always – the act of prayer brings me as much comfort as God’s decision to grant my petitions.
When I pray, I talk to my eternal and infallible Father – my Daddy, my Dad. Prayer feels for me as though I am a child complaining to my mum after school and telling her about my day. Through prayer, I humbly feel some affinity to Our Blessed Mother, because “My soul glorifies the Lord and my spirit rejoices in God my Saviour, for He has been mindful of the humble state of his servant.” (Luke 1:46-55). Though I am clouded by sin and my ears cannot hear the responses of God, my soul “rejoices” because it trembles with His presence.
When I pray, God hears and I have peace because when I pray, I am entirely secure that God does only GOOD.
I believe this to be true – humbly, fervently, entirely!
God only does GOOD, even if the GOOD is not GOOD for me in this moment or at this time. Because God does not DO GOOD, He DOES THE GOOD, and just as there is ONE WAY AND TRUTH AND LIFE, there is ONE GOOD!
Through that GOOD, God turns all evil to GOOD and therefore controls the world that HE and only HE created.
Today as I knelt during the Consecration during Mass and I watched the Host being raised into the air in the hands of the priest I witnessed the greatest Miracle of CREATION… I witnessed the Almighty and Eternal God transform into a morsel of bread and a splash of wine for my consumption.
There in front of my eyes was the Hidden Christ. There, in that room with me, held aloft in silence as I knelt unremarkably on the softly carpeted floor, was GOD.
Kneeling there and looking at that perfectly circular wafer of bread, it occurred to me that in His INFINITE HUMILITY, Christ has become food – not only to nourish our bodies – but also to nourish our souls.
There is nothing new about this. God has always humbled Himself to provide for His beloved children – for us. From the expulsion from the Garden of Eden, where “The Lord God made clothes out of skins for the man and his wife…” (Genesis 3:21) to the manna and meat in the desert where, “‘At twilight you will eat meat, and in the morning you will be filled with bread. Then you will know that I am the Lord your God.’” (Exodus 16:12), God has made us and sent us what we need.
And now, through the Institution of the Blessed Sacrament of the Eucharist – through the Perfect Sacrifice of the Perfect Offering on the Perfect Altar by the Perfect Priest – Christ continues to humble himself, ad infinitum, for love of us.
“‘Take; this is my body.’ Then he took a cup, and after giving thanks he gave it to them, and all of them drank from it. He said to them, ‘This is my blood of the covenant, which is poured out for many.’” (Mark 14:22-24).
And because I am the child of an infinitely loving God who humbles Himself – ad infinitum – for LOVE OF ME; surely, I can humble myself just a little and offer Him a little of myself.
Dear God – With my body, I Thee worship…
For with prayer everything is clear. Here. At the Foot of the Cross.