The Most Holy Sacrifice
of the Mass
we have learned this: that
Unless we begin to grasp this, we can go no
further. We are, as it were, standing at the
door looking in, aware that we are in the vestibule
of something deeply sacred. Beyond the doors
we will encounter something that we have never
experienced in our lives: the Sacrifice — not
of bread and wine; not even a merely
still less a “symbolic”,
Sacrifice. No. We will witness the Sacrifice
of a Human Being.
We will witness death.
As in most things of great importance, our eyes
will betray us. You know well of what I speak.
The world of “appearances”
that surrounds us so often as a lie. It is among
the greatest of paradoxes that we are blinded
by our sight, and given sight by our blindness.
Things are so seldom what they appear to be:
the fluted columns of “marble”
within most Churches are really plaster, and
the voice that greets you in kindness in the
vestibule will calumniate you as soon as you
leave. Our eyes tell us that this man is sinful
and that woman pious, seeing nothing of the
humility in the one and the pride in the other.
How much love, and how much malice, is concealed
from our eyes! Why, the very sky itself is not
blue, but only appears so.
At the door of the Church, you enter, or ought
to enter, a sacred darkness. The world lies
without. God is within. Appearances must
fall away the moment you anoint yourself with
the Holy Water and sign yourself with the Cross.
The world has passed. You have entered another
dimension in which time itself is anointed with
eternity. Your eyes will avail you nothing here.
Here they will distract you, vex you, call you
to your neighbor and away from God. Your ears
will not be deafened by a sacred silence, but
will contend with a thousand words that have
no place in Church and in the presence of the
The only one who will not compete for your attention
is God. The humility of God is stunning.
have you come this day? To God. Where is He?
No, He is not upon the Altar. Not yet. Nor is
He in the statues, if any remain. He is not
even on the Crucifix ... at least not yet.
But He is here. No, no ... not in the mindless
aphorism that “God
He is truly here. He has deigned to
come to a place, a specific place, and to dwell
there in utter humility; a place before which
you can actually kneel, lift up your face, close
your eyes, and look upon Him. ... as He looks
upon you. He confines Himself for you, because
He knows your littleness.
you ask with incredulity. “Where
is the Living God, that I may be before Him?”
How this can be you will soon understand, but
right now it is only important that you realize
that He is there — right before you. Not symbolically,
not metaphorically — but Body, Blood, Soul,
and Divinity, He is there! As really and truly
as I would be, could I stand before you. You
could ... in fact,
... even touch Him!
The difference between His being there before
Soul, and Divinity — and His being
absent from you — is the blink of an eye — an
eye that sees not upon opening — but closing.
It is the difference that Mary, the Mother of
God, experienced as she stood at the foot of
the Cross and closed her eyes in her unfathomable
Was Jesus still on the Cross before her as she
He is no less present to you when you kneel
before Him ... and close
In the Tabernacle
that little gold House of the Living God within
which He dwells really and truly
... in the Most Blessed Sacrament of the
Altar ... under what only
to be a humble Host; what, to the eyes, is only
bread. Bread? Yes, Bread!
Bread of Angels that has come down from Heaven”
and which to eat is life everlasting (St. John
You will find the Tabernacle behind the Altar
— or, sadly, often shunted off to the side,
but if you look carefully, you will find it,
and when you find it you will find Him! Most
often it has a little door (for Him Who is
upon which two engraved angels face each other
in adoration of Him within. But they are made
merely of gold. You are made in the very image
Do no less than the angels ... and adore Him
Who awaits you there.
What we have learned today:
Jesus Christ is really
and truly present, Body,
Blood, Soul, and Divinity —
really as you or me)
in the Tabernacle
... under the appearance
of bread ...
HE IS THERE!
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opera tua ... quia modicum habes
virtutem, et servasti verbum Meum,
nec non negasti Nomen Meum”
know your works ... that you have
but little power, and yet you have
kept My word, and have not denied
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