Do not fear, for I have redeemed you;
I have called you by name:
You are mine.
You are precious in my eyes
And honored, and I love you.
I have called you by name:
You are mine.
You are precious in my eyes
And honored, and I love you.
After a long day of student teaching, a PD seminar, practice, and a few errands, I stumbled into the chapel running a few minutes late for Adoramus. I was late because of course I had to bake myself some cookies after dinner. As I was kneeling in the dark chapel in front of Jesus, my mind kept wandering to my stomach. I must admit that I had a few too many cookies, and I felt like I was busting at the seams. Instead of allowing this feeling to become a distraction, my one too many cookies gave me a little food for thought. Here’s what I wrote in my journal tonight:
My body and soul are both extremely needy. I am constantly craving something. I often feel hungry. I often feel empty and lonely. This hunger, emptiness, loneliness, and silence can be uncomfortable. But these uncomfortable times are full of beauty and can become very fruitful... If my hands are too full, I will not be able to feel Jesus’s touch. If my heart is too full, I will not have an ache, a longing, a hunger for Jesus. I will not have a want to be filled. It is good to feel emptiness. It is good to feel hunger. It is good to feel need. If I am never alone, I will never be able to feel God’s company. If I am never in silence, I will never be able to hear God’s voice. If I am never in need, if I am never struggling, if I am never helpless, I will never meet my Savior. Yes, joy, love, beauty, truth, and all that is good points is to Jesus, but there is something about our weakest days and our loneliest hours that awaken the cry of our hearts, the longing of our souls, the need in our lives for a Savior, for a Deliverer, for a Love beyond any on this earth. These times expose a hole that demands to be filled. That demands attention. That demands for us to go in search of someone to heal us, to renew us, to restore us, to satisfy us. This is where we meet Jesus. The Way. The Truth. And The Life. The Bread come down from Heaven to ceaselessly satisfy our raging appetites. The Bread come down from Heaven to heal every wound, to break every chain, to restore, renew, and refresh our souls. To breathe new life in us. To awaken our senses. Not only to awaken our hopes and dreams but to fulfill our wildest dreams and to satisfy our deepest desires. If we never dream, never hope, never pray, how can God make our dreams come true, fulfill our hopes, and answer our prayers? If we are never hungry, if we are not in touch with our hunger, if we never feel our hunger pains, we can never experience the satisfaction of being filled with the sweetest food known to man: the Body and Blood of Jesus veiled by the appearance of bread and wine. Veiled only as an invitation to taste and see the goodness of the Lord, as an invitation to believe, to trust that this tiny piece of what looks like bread is truly, literally, substantially, Jesus, present in the flesh. Jesus, given to us by our good good Father. Jesus, given to us as nourishment to carry us through this life to the next. Jesus, given to propel us into perfect union with God in eternal life. This is what I am made for. This is what makes my heart burn. This is what gives me purpose.
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