His Gift

Love in a little white disc.

Colossal!

Vast!

Oh God, it is just too, too much for us to comprehend!

We can only accept and believe.

You, which we hold out our hands to receive...

You, we take into our mouths...

You, we cradle in our hearts...

You, we reverence with our minds and cover with the warm blanket of our love...

Jesus, these thoughts of mine are so inadequate but, for what they are worth, I give them to you.

My thanks to you for the GIFT of YOURSELF!

Alive!

Body and Blood!

Soul and Divinity!

Real!

Felt, but not seen!

Known and loved!

You!

Jesus! My beloved! What else is there?

…“TO WHOM SHALL WE GO,” St. Peter said, “YOU HAVE THE WORDS OF ETERNAL LIFE.”[1]