“O Lover of men, so lonely, so forsaken, if Your object in staying with us day and night was to win our love, have You not failed?
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Has it been worth Your while to work miracle after miracle to produce Your Real Presence upon the altar? Have I made it worth Your while to be there for me? Jesus, dear Jesus, I bury my face in my hands; I know of no heart more ungrateful, more callous than my own. I have been miserably unmindful of Your Presence here for me. I have let self, pleasure, troubles even – anything and everything furnish an excuse for keeping away from You and neglecting You in that sacramental life which is lived here for me.”
(Mother Mary Loyola from Coram Sanctissimo – Before The Most Holy)