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How hard that final rise was, Step by step up the hill, how hard you had to cling to life, how hard you had to cling to consciousness, hard hard each breath, each jarring step. Even with Simeon carrying your cross, the ground came swoop up, and you tasted the dust, felt the pavement one last time, falling one last time to panic the centurion into thinking you would die before they could kill you. Only your burning love burning like an eternal flame echoing down the ages stood you up that last time, pushing away the effects of shock,...

Lord, help me to discover where my true treasure is, not in my strong right hand, not in the quickness of my mind, the smoothness of my words, the riches in my pocket, the network of my friends, the things I surround myself with, not in anything of I or mine or thing or place. You, O Lord, are the true treasure, the God who heals me, who transforms me, who draws me near undeservedly. Let me know You, who are my true strength, you who are my true love, you who holds me in the palm of his hand,...

Meditation on Jesus in the Eucharist Oh my Lord, I see you there, o Jesus, in the form of bread, so fragile, so vunerable, You, at whose name every knee will bow, You, who sit at the right hand of the Father, and yet are willing to come here, feed us, share with us, wait with us. You let yourself be broken every day for love of us. Lord God, Lamb of God You take away the sins of the world, yet to save our souls, you feed us with yourself. O my hidden Jesus, such a limitless love! I...