The Eucharist and Our Daily Lives
Come, Lord, enter my heart,
you who are crucified, who have died, who love,
who are faithful, truthful, patient and humble,
you who have taken upon yourself a slow and toilsome life in a single corner of the world,
denied by those who are your own,
too little loved by your friends, betrayed by them,
subjected to the law, made a plaything of politics right from the very first,
a refugee child, a carpenter’s son, a creature who found only barrenness and futility as a result of his labors, a man who loved and who found no love in response,
you who were too exalted for those about you to understand,
you who were left desolate,
who were brought to the point of feeling yourself forsaken by God,
you who sacrificed all,
who commend yourself into the hands of your Father,
you who cry, “My God, My Father, why have you forsaken me?”
