The Lamb's Supper

First, I want to recommend an excellent book!!  It is Scott Hahn's, The Supper of the Lamb, which shows the relationship between the  Book of Revelation and the Mass in an amazing and refreshing way.  There is a strong correlation between the last book of the Bible and the Mass.  As Hahn says, the Book of Revelation isn't well understood.  NOW it makes sense.  He also explains how each part of the Mass is there for a reason and is no hodgepodge event as he had once thought.

When you get done reading this book, your appreciation of the Mass will grow tremendously.  Hahn delves into the sources of the Mass, from the early Jewish who had accepted that Jesus was the Messiah.  They borrowed from the texts that they knew, the Torah, and many of its messages resonate in the Liturgy we hear each Sunday.

Some time ago, must have been around 2010, I wrote in a temporary journal of mine this poem that I found when cleaning the basement a few days ago.  I thought it just went well with Hahn's work.

If it could be so, Lord ... make it so:

My hands are your hands.
My heart is your heart.
My feet carry me wherever you want.
My eyes see all that you will.

My life is yours, Lord.
My dreams are yours.
My ambitions are tempered
by the reason for my birth.
My joy is your joy.

My hardships are borne and offered
for those who need  you, who have
no one else.
My thoughts are your thoughts.
My words are your words.
Your prophets and followers'
lives guide me towards your will.

My hurts are your hurts.
My heartbreaks are shared.
We are not alone, we are
not alone, for we have you
beside us on this earth.

To be one with you, Lord,
is joy on this earth.
This stop-over creation is
our home, our refuge.
As we wait all day long for you.

Sun streams through clouds of white,
I shade my eyes from rays so bright.
Dreaming of peace, dreaming anew,
All day long, Lord, I wait for you.

As storm clouds blot out the blue sky,
And rain starts falling like the heavens' cry.
Dreaming of conversation, dreaming anew.
All day long, Lord, I wait for you.

All day long, Lord, I hear the clock chime.
Marking the distance gone by in time.
Busy as though working for you.
Plodding, diligently, patient and true.
And yes, Lord, I wait for you.

Society looks at surrender as defeat, waving the white flag.  Surrendering to God, on the other hand, is strength.  The more you give, the more strength you get. 

Pray for all of the people on Julie Barkey's prayer list please.