This week, I found myself grabbing up my laughing daughter, Sofie, in a joyful embrace, and saying to her, "Aww, I love you so much, I could just eat you up!" For good measure, I gave her some whisker-scratchy daddy kisses.
It occurred to me on break at work today that this is a wholly Christian thing to say.
I long deeply for the day when I will be able to approach the Chalice and say those very words to God. And to be rent and remade.
Posted by Clifton at May 6, 2004 11:16 AM | TrackBackIn the Eucharist, it is more like God wants to eat us up. He's the daddy and we are the willing child.
Posted by: Neoteronous at May 7, 2004 12:14 AMSure. But it's the thought of consuming God, taking him into my very being, that is overwhelming.
Posted by: Clifton D. Healy at May 7, 2004 04:28 PMIt's the good old catholic/orthodox both-and.
We become what we receive. Consuming the Body of Christ, we become the Body of Christ, and then we go out to be the Body of Christ beyond the walls of the temple, and, possibly, the only Christ some people may ever meet.
And, yes, being remade can rend.....
karen marie