You are my God, and You are my All, and I have never seen You.
This is my favorite line from St. Anselm's prayer. I think it's beautiful and yet wistfully sad. How strongly we desire to know Him, to see Him as He truly is, the God-man. We are such a flawed human race, and we seem to need visual reminders of the reality of our Savior.
On another note, I attended Mass this morning -- beautiful, dedicated to Mary on the Solemnity of the Annunciation. For some reason, I was a little saddened that Fr. Farmer wasn't wearing blue vestments, but perhaps white, which is saved for feast days, makes it even more special.
My Jesus, I love You. I am so thankful for all that You have revealed to me and for the seed You have sown in my heart. I desire only to do Your will. Refine my heart, O Lord!
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