I am the living bread that came down from heaven; whoever eats this bread will live forever; and the bread that I will give is my flesh for the life of the world.
(John 6:51)
Here I am, Lord. I feel so scattered. In the Convent, we called it “dissipated.” Please center me in you.
Less than 24 hours ago, you came to me. I cannot grasp this mystery. Words are futile. In silence, I give myself up to you, my Living Bread, the life of the world.
Nourished and loved by you, I boldly ask you to forgive my distractions and lack of appreciation. Make me aware of you, Lord, not of myself. Show me your will.