Sunday, November 29, 2015

The Living Christ

Bernadette Roberts

“My interpretation of this silencing was that the Eucharist was imperceptibly drawing me into its own silent state. I realized that the living Christ was wordless, formless, motionless — silence itself, and that it was asking me to make the match or to become as silent as it was silent. Thus the silence seemed to be two things at once; on the one side it was the Divine itself, and on the other it was myself, myself increasingly being silenced. This experiential phenomena of the Eucharist — silence — became the singular consistent phenomena of my journey. Through all wind and weather it was the sole unfailing anchor.”

Essays on the Christian Contemplative Journey, Chapter: Eucharist

 

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