I am new to being a Eucharistic Minister, and each week I’ve been a cup minister at daily mass for the last month, I am struck by the many eyes of the Body of Christ that meet mine up at the altar.
I see all kinds of eyes coming up to drink the cup of His blood.
Eyes that are joyful. Eyes that are serene. Eyes that are thirsty. Eyes that are tired. Eyes that are worn and weary. Eyes that are distressed. Eyes that are serious. Eyes that are anxious. Eyes that are focused. Eyes that are drifting. Eyes that are closed - that don’t make eye contact. Young eyes. Old eyes.
These are the eyes of all God’s children, and in each pair of eyes, there is remarkable beauty.
Those eyes remind me that we all approach the table of the Eucharist from a different lens. Some of us are suffering. Some of us are hungry. Some of us are yearning. Some of us are sick. Some of us need healing. Some of us are despairing. Some of us are just fine and content. Some of us come from a place of deep joy and thanksgiving for God’s blessings.
No matter where we come from and no matter what our need, the Eucharistic table is open and ready to fill us. We come as one body to eat and drink of the One who feeds us, nourishes us, and provides for us.