It's hard and tiring for me to do this stuff, and yet it seems so beautiful. The 'good news' in Aquinas's presentation is even if you are chewing nails and spitting tacks, or if you are depressed or have a totally flat affect, or if you are deeply contrite or dancing with joy in the Love ... in any case, you can rely on our Lord's being FOR YOU in the Blessed Sacrament.
You don't have to have the least clue about Scholasticism. You don't have to FEEL this or that emotion.
When the priest breaks the bread, I pray,
Lord Jesus, break my heart
For I trust against my fear that
If you break it, you will mend it
And fill it with yourself.
And when the Sacred Body is in my mouth I pray "nil nisi te, Domine," (and then I hit Him with a bunch of petitions ... "Nil nisi te, but as long as I have your attention, I have this brief list ...").
Now may He give me sleep. My rest will be eased when I think of the generosity of both of you.
Oh, sox. Here's the deal:
Sox provide the mass which triggers the singularity of black holes. Every washing machine or dryer is the gateway to a wormhole.
Corollary: All the matter which is sucked into a black hole and annihilated ends up in my sinuses.
I'm glad we had this little talk.
Wormhole comes out behind my garage.
Come get your darn sox.