O salutaris Hostia

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“What great sweetness there is, O Jesus, in Communion! I want to live in Your embrace and die in Your embrace.”

Saint Therese

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After This….nothing more but Heaven

“The Eucharist is the supreme proof of the love of Jesus. After this, there is nothing more but Heaven itself.”

St. Peter Julian Eymard

“When we go before Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament we represent the one in the world who is in most need of God’s Mercy.” We “Stand in behalf of the one in the world who does not know Christ and who is farthest away from God and we bring down upon their soul the Precious Blood of The Lamb.”

Pope St. John Paul II

 “O Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament, I would like to be filled with love for You; keep me closely united with You, may my heart be near to Yours. I want to be to You like the apostle John. O Mary of the Rosary, keep me recollected when I say these prayers of yours; bind me forever, with your rosary, to Jesus of the Blessed Sacrament. Blessed be Jesus, my love..,” 

Pope St. John XXIII, Journal of a Soul

 “For One in such a lofty position to stoop so low is a marvel that is staggering. What sublime humility and humble sublimeness, that the Lord of the Universe, the Divine Son of God, should stoop as to hide Himself under the appearance of bread for our salvation! Behold the humble way of God, my brothers. Therefore, do not hold yourselves to be anything of yourselves, so that you may be entirely acceptable to One Who gives Himself entirely to you.”

St. Francis of Assisi

“O Sisters, if we would only comprehend the fact that while the Eucharistic Species remain within us, Jesus is there and working in us inseparably with the Father and the Holy Spirit and therefore the whole Holy Trinity is there…,” 

St. Mary Magdalene de Pazzi

Never enough……

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Pope Francis on the Feast of Corpus Christi, May 30, 2013, Rome, Italy

We cannot possibly adore enough, Our Lord Jesus Christ, present in the Sacred Host for us, waiting so patiently, so longingly for His children to find a moment to spend with Him.

Precious Jesus, on this Feast of Your Most Holy Body and Blood, give us the grace to promise that we will not abandon You in Your lonely vigil, but will come joyfully and gratefully into Your Presence at every possible moment.

“The Church and the world have a great need of Eucharistic worship. Jesus waits for us in this Sacrament of Love. Let us be generous with our time in going to meet Him in adoration and in contemplation that is full of faith and ready to make reparation for the great faults and crimes of the world. May our adoration never cease.”
Blessed John Paul II, Dominicae Cenae, February 1980

 

The Sweetest Kiss….

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On this Eve of the beautiful Feast of Corpus Christi, I share with you a little poem (hymn) from my great aunt’s First Communion prayer book. (circa 1903)

I first read it many years ago, and found it so charming. My aunt was a contemporary of St. Therese, (having been born in 1890.) I like to imagine that Therese may have read this little poem, or at least one like it.

I pray that tomorrow, each of us will rejoice, as in the last stanza of this poem: What happiness is like to this?

May we receive the Sweet Kiss of Jesus as though it were both our First, and our Last, here on this earth!

O Happy Flowers!  O Happy Flowers!
How quietly for hours and hours,
In dead of night, in cheerful day,
Close to my own dear Lord you stay,
Until you gently fade away.
O Happy Flowers! What would I give
In your sweet place all day to live,
And then to die, my service o’er,
Softly as you do, at His door.
O Happy Flowers!

O Happy LIghts! O Happy Lights!
Watching my Jesus livelong nights!
How close you cluster round His throne,
Dying so meekly one by one,
As each its faithful watch has done.
Could I with you but take my turn,
And burn with love of Him, and burn
Till love had wasted me, like you,
Sweet lights! What better could I do?
O Happy Lights!

O Happy Pyx! O Happy Pyx!
Where Jesus doth His dwelling fix,
O little palace dear and bright,
Where He, who is the world’s true light
Spends all the day and stays all night,
Ah! If my heart could only be
A little home for Him like thee,
Such fires my happy soul would move,
I could not help but die of love!
O Happy Pyx!

O Pyx and Lights, and Flowers! but I
Through envy of you will not die;
Nay, happy things! What will you do,
Since I am better off than you.
The whole day long, the whole night through,
For Jesus gives Himself to me,
So sweetly and so utterly,
By rights long since I should have died
For love of Jesus Crucified.
O happy soul!

My happy soul! My happy soul!
How shall I then my love control?
O sweet Communion! Feast of bliss!
When the dear Host my tongue doth kiss.
What happiness is like to this?
Oh heaven, I think, must be always
Quite like a First Communion Day,
With love so sweet and joy so strange,
Only that heaven will never change
My happy soul!