Men of Galilee, why do you stand there looking at the sky?
What must it be like for You? To be both here and there at once.
You dwell within the reality of the heavenly realm. Yet You are here within the tabernacle. You are here exposed on the altar. You are here in the charism granted Your priest as he speaks Your words. You are present in all the baptized who have received You in this form, and who receive You again today – a small part of You we take into ourselves to make us divine. Like that small trace of ourselves that remains inside our mother even after she delivers us.
Yes. In fact, exactly like that. What a wonderful realization; what ever-deepening intimacy You grant even in Your invisibility. We may be not only Your servants, Your friends, Your brothers and sisters, but with this small piece of You we may even become like Your mother – a mother brought to birth by a Son.
What a wondrous sisterhood all we men and women can have with our Blessed Mother, Who in her own glorified body still carries that trace of You, her divine Son. She still carries within herself a trace of You Whom all creation cannot contain – a trace we can share in through this Eucharistic gift. Truly you have gone up on high, and led captivity captive.
What must it be like for You? To have gone from us yet never to have left us at all. And how does reality itself not tremble and rejoice?
Who are my mother and my brothers? …[W]hoever does the will of God is my brother and sister and mother.