Nothing of My Passion has passed away

544px-Romanino,_cristo_portacroce.jpgThere is not a single moment of My sufferings that is not present in this the Sacrament of My Love for you. Here you will find Me in every detail of My Passion, for nothing of My Passion has passed away. All remains actual and efficacious in the mysteries of My Body and Blood given up for you. If you would be with Me in My sufferings, come to Me in the Sacrament of My Love. If you would keep watch with Me in Gethsemani, come to My altar, and abide there with Me.

If you would accompany Me in My imprisonment, in My trial, in My condemnation, and in My being mocked, scourged, and crowned with thorns, seek Me out in this Sacrament where I wait for a little compassion from those who profess to be My friends.

I am still carrying My cross, and the weight of your sins falls heavy on my shoulder, and crushes Me even to the ground. None of this is over and forgotten; it remains present in the Sacrament of My Passion, in the Mystery of My Sacrifice made present on the altar and remaining wherever I am: the pure Victim, the Holy Victim, the Spotless Victim, whom you contemplate in the Host.

Here I am present, crucified, with My wounds pouring out blood, and My prayer to the Father piercing the heavens. Here I am present in the very moment of My death wherein all is consummated. Here I am present with My open side, from which flow out blood and water to purify souls, heal them, and restore them to life.

Would that My friends knew this: that all of My Passion is contained in the Most Holy Sacrament, not as something lost to a past that can never be recovered, but as My perfect and all-sufficient oblation to the Father, renewed here and now in every detail, although sacramentally, and without a new shedding of blood.

This all my saints understood: the presence of My Passion in this Sacrament, and this Sacrament as the memorial of My Passion. This the Holy Spirit teaches even to the little and to the poor who open their hearts to My mysteries made present at the altar. This is the great reality that, today, so many have forgotten.

For this reason do I ask you to come to Me here in the Sacrament where I wait for you, and to offer Me the consolation in My sufferings that only you can give Me, and for which I have waited so long.

(From In Sinu Iesu, The Journal of a Priest)