A great tiny joy

Yet this is how He comes. Through wine and bread
Love chooses to be emptied into me... 
~ from a sonnet by Malcolm Guite

I have at times shared tiny joys with you: buds and blossom; green shoots on a grey wintry day; bursts of sunlight, indomitable weeds in incongruous places, and sights and moments promising hope, or simply lifting my heart in gratitude and joy. But today is a day for sharing and celebrating the greatest and loveliest tiny joy of all: a slender, fragile wafer, a sip from a chalice, containing within them the Real Presence of our uncontainable God. Containing Jesus in his divinity and his humanity; the fullness of his constant gift of himself, and his everlasting presence among us... Containing mystery, grace and nourishment, community and communion; healing and the power to transform, and an immense, enduring source of gratitude and deep joy... that despite my many weaknesses - because of my many weaknesses - Jesus, Love Incarnate, chooses to empty himself into me... Chooses to become one with me. 

Chooses to become one with me so that I may become one with him... That I may allow myself to be radically transformed by Jesus' presence within me, into bread that is broken, given, and offered, so that a life of fullness may spring forth (cf Pope Leo's homily at Mass in Madrid today) for a world hungering and thirsting for love, and healing and grace. 

Happy feast of Corpus Christi to you all! May we all open ourselves to this invitation from Love, who chooses to be emptied into each one of us, that we might bring and be his love in and for our world.