Years ago, I read that a nun in France would tell routinely to Jesus: “You fool…” over and over.. “You fool”…..
I understood it as to mean: “How is it that you come to me, a wretch…”
Totally empathize with that statement. Just pondering for one minute Who It is Who comes to wretched me, Perfection and Purity, Wisdom and Mercy, THE God Who’s definition IS Love and Understanding, Justice and Tenderness, and He, THE Almighty God hides like a little kid inside a tini, tini little wheat host, like a child hiding behind a broom, of course He’s visible, He tells me how eager He is to come to me, and I most times don’t care, I just go and receive Him and I don’t celebrate such magnificence.
I’m amazed, so amazed that He still comes to me, an indifferent wretch, yes, I can see why and how that nun would feel justified to call Him “ a fool”.
Like He wastes His Precious time on me, a wretch.
So the thought is there as I sit down…. But I don’t call Him a fool, but began to ask routinely….”What have you done…?
Months of asking, well, He answered. He precipitated my customary question and He said that He divinized me.
He speaks to me in the first person, so as to say I in me sounds like I say I meaning me, but when the statement appears in my head and it’s not me who speaks, by now I know it’s Him that speaks that word I meaning I, Jesus, not I the one I speak to.
He said I divinize you and I continued the sentence and I can’t remember what dumb thing I would “finish” the sentence He started, and to this day I kick myself for finishing the statement and not remaining quiet as to wait on Him to say more.
But that awed me to no end to 1. Get an answer to my routine question which was “What have you done..?” 2. He told me what He is doing, He divinizes me, He comes to me and divinizes me.
That statement from Him is causes a total mental pause, I really don’t know what it is to be divinized, I know He takes me unto Himself, that is enough for me to know, He has me, He holds me, He draws me to Himself, He seeks me each day to come to divinize me, and I don’t know what that means, but He knows and that is enough for me, if He gives me it, He gives me only good and all good is what He gives me.
Well, my pondering was enhanced today by a most, most beautiful gift from Him. A little more information on that definition of divinization. He gave me the understanding that, there, in the pews was THE ciborium where He now rests.
WE ARE A CEBORIUM WHERE HE RESTS.
WE ARE THE CHALIS THAT HOLDS HIS PRECIOUS BLOOD.
What an awesome light, what an awesome thought, I now hold Him Who is the One who Holds me.
What an awesome light.