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Feb. 21st, 2010 09:05 pmWell. Tonight I sent off the corrected version of my thesis to the examiners. I feel - sort of numb, actually.
On another note, I have just come back from the Lent devotions at church; silent prayer before the Blessed Sacrament, compline and a very attenuated Benediction. Intense (and my knees are still stiff), but very good.
I find praying in front of the Sacrament powerful and helpful, but the bit of Benediction that always moves me most is right at the start, when the priest carries the Sacrament from the tabernacle to the monstrance on the altar, wrapped in the humeral veil and held close against his chest. It almost looks like the way you would carry a very small child, wrapped up against the cold, and somehow it speaks to me very powerfully of the way in which God, for our sake, empties himself of his power, becoming human, becoming even more vulnerable in the bread and wine of the sacrament, which he makes his flesh. And how that insignificant fragment of what seems to be bread is more powerful and worthy of reverence than - pretty much any thing, really.
On another note, I have just come back from the Lent devotions at church; silent prayer before the Blessed Sacrament, compline and a very attenuated Benediction. Intense (and my knees are still stiff), but very good.
I find praying in front of the Sacrament powerful and helpful, but the bit of Benediction that always moves me most is right at the start, when the priest carries the Sacrament from the tabernacle to the monstrance on the altar, wrapped in the humeral veil and held close against his chest. It almost looks like the way you would carry a very small child, wrapped up against the cold, and somehow it speaks to me very powerfully of the way in which God, for our sake, empties himself of his power, becoming human, becoming even more vulnerable in the bread and wine of the sacrament, which he makes his flesh. And how that insignificant fragment of what seems to be bread is more powerful and worthy of reverence than - pretty much any thing, really.