(Remember, I’m not a Native English speaker so I apologize in advance for mangling exact theological terms, dragging them through impronto translation)
Jesus said This is my blood, this is my body. Take this and eat in memory of me.
The key to me is the verb. It IS his blood and body, real and present. It is shared, together, in solemn memory and acceptance.
The physical wafers and wine, once consecrated, stay holy and should be treated as such. Which in turn is why I’m uncomfortable with the concept of having pre-consecrated items lying around outside the actual mass/eucharistic celebration. At my weekday mass the priest looks like he does a quick headcount and only put out/pour enough for the assembled congregation.
I tend to see the discussions of transsubstantiation, and at what word the change occur etc etc as quibbles to keep various factions of theologicans busy. The Eucharist is a solemn mystery, at once simple and complicated. I’m content to experience God’s presence, I don’t need the exact blueprint.
Close enough?