December 6, 2013

My Journey to God

The Miracle of the Cup

The cup is raised to my hands
The hands of the minister raise it up
I press my lips to the rim and sip
The blood of Christ becomes my strength.
The Miracle of the Cup

I do not fully know just how it happens
As mysterious to me as the miracle at Cana
That the wine consecrated by the celebrant
Becomes fuel for my hungry and needy soul.
The Miracle of the Cup

I know that someday in heaven I will know
That all of the mysteries will be explained
That if I have unconditional and strong faith
The blood of Jesus will sustain me until then.
The Miracle of the Cup

The cup is raised to my hands on high
And my sincere faith is enough to believe
That the blood of Christ is my lifeline
Until I meet him face to face with the Father.
The Miracle of the Cup

By Thomas J. Rillo
 

(Thomas J. Rillo is a member of St. Charles Borromeo Parish in Bloomington and a Benedictine oblate of Saint Meinrad Archabbey in St. Meinrad.) †

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