June 11, 2021

My Journey to God

Feast of the Body and Blood of Christ

I bow before the real and true,
Hidden but physical,
Mystical presence
Of God Himself,
The Word made flesh.
He who created all,
Who was, is and ever will be
Allows me, desires me—
A broken sinner yet treasured
As His beloved—
To consume Him as food.
It is here that I meet Him,
Here that we embrace.
He, Love incarnate, surrounds me
And enfolds me in His Heart.
He infuses my soul
with grace abundant,
With all I need and more
To continue my journey
And to nourish others with His love.
Oh precious beating Heart
Of my good and gracious Lord,
I praise you and adore you
For such love and mercy
That you show your broken,
Flawed, imperfect daughter.
Come into the home of my heart,
And make it to beat in unison
With your perfect, holy Heart.
Remain and abide there,
And transform me, I pray,
Into That which I consume.

By Natalie Hoefer
 

(Natalie Hoefer is a member of St. Monica Parish in Indianapolis and is a reporter for The Criterion.) †

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