MY FLESH AND MY BLOOD
“My flesh is really food and my blood is drink.” – John 6:55
Eighth century AD in Lanciano, Italy. A Basilian monk doubted the real
presence of Jesus in the Eucharist. As he celebrated the Holy Mass one
day, the host changed into live flesh and the wine into live blood after
consecration. The specimen, proven to be part of a human heart, had a
blood type that matched the one found in the Holy Shroud in Turin.
Thirteenth century in Santarem, Portugal. A woman attempted to bring a
consecrated host to a sorcerer in exchange for a spell to make her
unfaithful husband love her again. As she was on her way to bring the
host, it started bleeding. Out of fear, she wrapped it with her scarf
and hid it inside a wooden chest. In the evening, the couple was
awakened by a brilliant ray of light shining through the chest, with a
spectacular vision of angels adoring the bleeding Holy Host.
In 2012, I was blessed to touch the relics of both Eucharistic
miracles. The experience transformed my simple appreciation of Holy
Communion into a deeper and more personal relationship with God. Each
time He enters my body through the Eucharist, He also enters my heart. Marie Franco (mariefranco_pie@yahoo.com)
Reflection: People go to Mass yet do not receive Holy Communion. How can they deprive themselves of this miracle?
I am not worthy that You should enter under my roof, Lord, but only say the word and my soul shall be healed.
St. Catherine of Bologna, pray for us.
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