Truly Jesus is
our place of prayer. All of our praying takes place in his heart; for we
can only pray in him, through him. Indeed, we can only pray at all because he prays
first, begging the Father incessantly on our behalf. And each time we step into
the Abbey church, we enter Christ’s wounded heart, the sanctuary that he is for
us. In our praying through him, in him we are becoming more and more with him a most beautiful temple, a
life-giving flood of mercy gushing from our woundedness, if we will allow
it.
This
transcendent beauty of the wounded, resurrected Jesus is what we reveal as
individuals, as monastic community and as Church. We are his most beautiful
body, a temple meant to overflow with mercy and compassion. He is our broken
wounded Self, forever risen and pierced.
