The Faith of A Child

by Fr Duncan McVicar on 27/06/2011 -

During China’s 1911 Republican Revolution or the earlier Boxer Rebellion (1899-1901), anti-Catholic militants seized a Catholic parish. They confined the Parish Priest to house arrest. From his Presbytery window he witnessed the desecration of the Church. He knew that there had been many consecrated hosts in the tabernacle.

An eleven year old girl was praying at the back of the church and the guards either did not see her or else paid no attention to her. They broke open the tabernacle and scattered the Blessed Sacrament all over the floor. The young girl returned to the Church that night and made a Holy Hour and then consumed one of the Sacred Hosts, bending down to receive Jesus on her tongue. She

continued to return every night, making a nightly Holy Hour and consuming one Sacred Host each time. On the last night, unfortunately, a guard was awakened after she consumed the last Sacred Host. He chased her, grabbed her, and beat her to death with his rifle. Archbishop Fulton Sheen became aware of her martyrdom while he was a seminarian. He was so inspired by her sacrifice that he promised to pray a holy hour before the Blessed Sacrament each day for the rest of his life. The eleven year old girl

could have had no idea how she would have influenced a future bishop who would in turn influence millions and promote Eucharistic Adoration throughout the world. We also have no idea how our witness and sacrifices influence others.

Then as Jesus says in the Gospel today, “he who eats my flesh and drinks my blood lives in me and I live in him.” (John 6:56) There are no words to describe that most precious moment when you return to your seat to spend quiet moments with Jesus. You are one with Jesus and he is one with you. It is a moment of intimacy with Jesus, when you and Jesus are “all wrapped up in each other”, “he who eats my flesh and drinks my blood lives in me and I live in him.”



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