I like opening the large oak doors to Sacred Heart Chapel. It feels to me as if I am entering a place where the more of life is being lovingly tended. Sometimes I place myself in the stillness of this vast space and truly experience it as if I am in the womb of God. I feel safe. I experience intimacy and holy tending. In this place I am confident of God’s love for me. I stay in the quiet; welcoming the Love that breaks open my heart.Light spills into the sanctuary and dances upon the altar. I thought I was alone. I look around me and I see no one. I look to the altar and I see. God comes as Light streaming through the large honeycomb windows. God draws my attention to the table, the altar of generosity, of self-giving. The table where bread is broken to be shared for the many and wine poured out that the world would know mercy. I am awed by this wonder; this miracle of now. I feel the warmth of the light penetrating my being. I realize I am cast in the
Light. I hear these words Do this in memory of me. In quiet, humble attentiveness I am left to ponder this encounter.
Mary Catherine,
ReplyDeleteYour poetic words describing your experince of being in the womb of God in our Sacred Heart Chaple were simply inspirational. Thank you so much.
Lisa Kittock, OSB
I'm from Boston and used to come for several days and visit with Sister Mary Anthony, of beloved memory. Often, it would be in the blazing sun of August, and when I would enter from outside and go directly into the chapel, the words of the Pentecost Sequel always sprung to mind: "Grateful coolness in the heat..." In fact, whenever I think of your Monastery or sisters, that sequel chant melody runs in my thoughts -- most of the day! Beautiful photos, lovely reflection. Thanks. Jane McNally, Ph.D.
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