A LETTER TO JESUS

My Dearest Jesus,

As I reflect upon You in the Sacred Host, I am left in awe!  How can I grasp the depth of Your humility, that You, The Almighty God of the universe would hide within a tiny wafer?  Is there any food more common than bread?  How can I grasp the intensity of Your Love, that You would chose to remain imprisoned in a cold hard tabernacle, night and day; mostly abandoned, often ignored, even despised, rejected and misunderstood?  How can I grasp the vastness of Your mercy, that You submit to the whims of the priest whose anointed hands deliver You to wounded hungry souls?

Lord, I cannot begin to grasp this reality, but I can and I must embrace and accept it, for it is Absolute Truth!  This is who You are:  incomprehensible in boundless humility, love and mercy.

This is the ‘Year of the Eucharist’.  It has been a sad year in my parish and in my diocese, mentioned only once by our bishop assuring us he had not forgotten, but then nothing more; and I don’t recall any mention of it in even one homily.  Yet, You remain there in Our Tabernacle, waiting to lovingly enter our sinful and ungrateful souls.  What Mercy!

Oh that I could make reparation for the times I have neglected You!  Oh that I could make adequate reparation for the sacrilegious Communions received at every Mass!  Oh that I could make adequate reparation for the apathy, neglect, indifference and unbelief that You face every second of the day. But, Dear Lord, all I can do is offer You my heart, filled with sorrow, aching with love.  I place it there on the paten, beside You at every Consecration and flee to the Tabernacle quickly to be locked inside with You, that I may accompany You there until the next Mass.

Please allow me to hide there with You, You in me and me in You...but first, let me run to the Fountain of Mercy to be cleansed in Sacramental Confession, least the stench of my sins repulse You.

My Eucharistic Lord, I adore You, I thank You, I praise You, I love You...help me to love You more and more and more...

Your grateful Little Child,

Grace Devine.