Sunday, September 8, 2013

This Is My Son...

The other day, I came across this picture of the virgin Mary gazing down upon a host & chalice. Catholics understand these implements (once they are consecrated by the priest at Mass) to be the body & blood of Christ. The bread & the wine both conceal & reveal His "real" presence. That is to say, the bread & wine still appear to be bread & wine to our senses, but they are no longer merely representations of Christ's body & blood... They become, somehow, Christ Himself.

When I initially saw this picture, I felt like Mary was doubting & maybe even a bit confounded by the concept of the Eucharist. But then, I'm probably just transferring my own feelings.

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Friends in High Places

So I've been having some issues lately believing all the Catholic church has to say about Mary. She's supposedly my mother, my intercessor, my friend... but she's seemed strangely absent lately. Sometimes when I feel overwhelmed or I don't know what else to pray, I'll whip out my Rosary. Sometimes I'll feel peaceful afterwards & other times I'll trail off into silence, feeling kind of dumb for seeking friendship from some lady I've never seen before. Not that I've seen Jesus either, but that's kind of beside the point. Who is Mary & why is she important to my faith? I spent 30 years without her. What difference could she make in my life now? These are questions I don't have the answers to. I mean, I suppose I  have the typical catechetical answers at my fingertips, but they're not exactly real for me... I don't have a sense that I've "experienced" the truth about Mary just yet.