I don’t know and can’t imagine what the disciples understood our Lord to mean when, His body still unbroken and His blood unshed, He handed them the bread and wine, saying they were His body and blood…
Yet I find no difficulty in believing that the veil between the worlds, nowhere else (for me) so opaque to the intellect, is nowhere else so thin and permeable to divine operation. Here a hand from the hidden country touches not only my soul but my body.
Here the prig, the don, the modern, in me have no privilege over the savage or the child. Here is big medicine and strong magic…the command, after all, was Take, eat: not Take, understand.
C S Lewis (1898 – 1963) Letters to Malcolm: Chiefly on Prayer Poet, novelist, lay theologian and Christian apologist
O Lord our God, grant us grace to desire thee with our whole heart; that so desiring thee we may seek and find thee; and so finding thee may love thee, and loving thee may hate those sins from which thou hast redeemed us; through Christ our Lord. Amen.
St Anselm of Canterbury (1033 – 1109), Doctor of the Church
[The image is an initial from a Book of Hours probably made for Anne Boleyn’s grandfather, Thomas Butler (1426-1515). British Library]