Behold, I make all things new! (Rev. 21:5)
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How easily changes come about under Your
hand, O Lord! Noiselessly, almost unnoticed, every hour of the day and night,
all the world over, the most stupendous change is taking place — the change of
the lowly substance of bread into Your Sacred Body, of wine into Your Precious
Blood.
So is it in the world of souls. The most
marvelous transformations cost You but a word. Follow Me! And instantly apostle
after apostle leaves all and follows You — mind, heart, views, ambitions, the
whole aspect of life changed. Saul, Saul, why persecutest thou Me? And he who
had 'beyond measure persecuted the Church of God' rises to his feet
ready to carry the name of Jesus "before the Gentiles, and kings, and the
children of Israel.
With a word You can change me. The apathy
for spiritual things would go —the dullness of sight, the slowness of heart,
the low aims, the weak desires, the feebleness in the conflict with self, the stinginess
in Your service — all these would go. You could draw me within Your attraction;
You could make me follow You, not simply through duty or interest, but with the
quick step of one to whom Your service is the absorbing interest of life. You
could make Yourself so much the need of my soul that it would turn to You as
the flowers to the sun for warmth and color, for growth, for beauty, for its
very life.
With a word You could work a change such
as this. And what is there to hinder it? You are there in the tabernacle, 0 Sun
of Justice, near enough to warm me through and through with Your heat; and oh,
how often — did I only desire it — You would come still nearer, entering my
very heart to make it live by You!
Say the word that You desire to say more
than I to hear. Speak, Lord, for Thy servant heareth. Say the transforming word
each morning over my heart when You stand at the altar and say it over the
bread and wine. Say the word that will change the lowliest, the vilest thing of
earth into Yourself. See my heart, see the hearts of all I love upon the paten,
awaiting there Your creative word. Change them from what they are to what You
would have them be.
(From Coram Sanctissimo - Before The Most Holy by Mother Mary Loyola)
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