This is my
body (Lk 22:19).
When the body
suffers, the human natural potential is halted, and without health, our body
becomes a victim of the entire force of gravity which implodes and forces us
towards the zero volume and infinite density of the Blackhole, the culmination
of the physical death of man.
Let us make a pilgrimage
to the hospital. There, let us visit the temple of Intensive Care, the altar of
Acute Assessment and the shrine of Operating Theatres, there we shall
find our reason not to complain about our own prickly headache. Blessed are
those who are committed to the alleviation of the sufferings of the sick, indeed
they perform a Divine vocation.
You have
prepared a body for me (Heb 10:5) and, this is my body (Lk 22: 19).
We shall many
times be tested through body illness and sickness. The more gravity lays its claim on us, the more our faith will be tested, and the more we shall be susceptible to denial, anger and depression.
When the body suffers, we can quickly forget the Body given up for us (Lk 22:19) and desperately scramble for
alternative cures to alleviate their pains, and here, suicide can be
contemplated, voodoos can be consulted, astrology can be practised, fake
Prophets and Pastors can be visited.
When one
suffers, without the help of grace, it takes an instant to lose one’s head and bridle
the voice of conscience, to bargain and give in to the devil, to accept his
terms and accept his empty promises. And it is also at this very same point that our
entire salvific destiny is defined.
Let us beg God
to forgive the instances in which we have lost our head and patience during our
bodily suffering. Let us have recourse to the True Body and Blood which is capable of saving us.
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