It is so fascinating to ponder about the birth of Christ, such a mystery. After this miracle he never left us. Through the millenia he has remained here on earth, but in this tiny host, always as a victim.

While sitting there gazing at the host admist all the lit candles, I can in a way sense this presence even if it surpasses my intellectual ability, nevertheless completely rational. He is there and will never leave as long as, as my father told me, we let him stay.