Up the Cloud of Unknowing lies the mountain where the Lamb is immolated (Rev 5:6). Transubstantiation is the great Passover. It is where the sun stands still and time becomes a farce that moves no more (Joshua 10: 12-13).
Time and space are deceptive; perfectly warped on Calvary, they long ceased and we knew it not. Transubstantiation is at once His Baptism, Incarnation and Crucifixion. It is the summit of all God’s work and of creation. Unless a grain of wheat falls and dies it bears no fruit (Jn 12:24). Such energy released by this Victim eludes any quantification by Science, for it is love. Love is the real energy!
Ah! What have I come to? Why did I come here? As He broke the final seal (Rev: 6), there pervades a dreadful convergence of every malefaction which exposes the carnality of our being in order to destroy them. A garbage, a sink, a dump of every ill, ignorance and corruption of man. Here is the summit of every war and judgement, the peak of every ordeal. It is the slay of God, and who can stand the disgust?
Atheists cannot fathom the idea of a merciful God within such ‘evil’. The reason why Greeks and Jews reject a crucified One (1 Cor 1:23) is the same motive why drove of Christians object Transubstantiation in the Eucharist, and who can stand this if not by grace? Any playfulness of the Communicant at this point becomes a terrible toying with destiny. Pay attention.
‘This is my Body’
You have prepared a body for me (Heb 10:5) and have permitted gravity to have a brief say. But you will not allow my body to see corruption (Ps 16:10), for this act of judgement has become mercy; at once a Black hole and a Big Bang, His motif for descending towards such evil eludes man’s understanding.
‘This is the cup of my Blood’
It is the Eternal Alchemist who offers the Father a perfect thanksgiving: the oblation of his life in order to transform us. How can I repay the Lord? The cup of Salvation I raise and call on the Lord’s name (Ps 116: 12-14). The highest worship is about this immolation of Self which is thanksgiving. He takes our stead and becomes the great Victim.
He who dreads suffering should multiply his Masses and its accompanying devotion. Ask what thou wilt but pray the more for reverence. Pay attention and the mood of your experience shall change and your wonder shall increase and your capacity to ask shall be muted, for petition reaches its utmost efficacy when awe stills the mind.
Worthy is the Lamb that was slain to receive power, and riches, and wisdom, and strength, and honour, and glory, and blessing (Rev 5:12-14).
