ELISHEBA BLOGLaura, Ivonne, and Rick
write about their lives in the Eucharist. |
ELISHEBA BLOGLaura, Ivonne, and Rick
write about their lives in the Eucharist. |
When we hear the stories after Jesus' Resurrection, we see that those who knew Him before He died do not immediately recognize Him. Mary Magdalene “thought it was the gardener.” (John 20:15). On the road to Emmaus, two of them “were conversing and debating, Jesus himself drew near and walked with them, but their eyes were prevented from recognizing him” (Luke 24:15-16). On another occasion, the disciples went fishing, “When it was already dawn, Jesus was standing on the shore; but the disciples did not realize that it was Jesus” (John 21:4). Their eyes were prevented from recognizing him…
When I read the accounts of these encounters, it seems that they were all temporarily blinded by grief.
Too wonderful for me indeed… What does this even mean? How can I even begin to understand? The Risen Lord is here... with me, in me… in so many around me. Do I believe this? Do I recognize Him? Is there a place in my heart where I’m still blind, where I might be stuck in grief?
Far too lofty for me to reach… this is why you come down to me. You seek me, you call me… you wait for me to listen. You wipe my tears, you hold me… you heal me… you love me. Are we looking for Jesus? The Church tells us: Look to the altar. Look at the Eucharist. Look for Him there! He is risen, as He said.
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AuthorsWe are Ivonne J. Hernandez, Rick Hernandez and Laura Worhacz, Lay Associates of the Congregation of the Blessed Sacrament, and brothers and sisters in Christ. |