Driving by Blessed Sacrament Catholic Church, I speak — to those in the car with me — of the blessed sacrament displayed in an antechamber to the right of the sanctuary, of how the ‘host’ is never left alone, because Jesus is believed — by many — to be present wholly in the wafer displayed in a gold circle on an intricately carved stand — this wafer having been blessed by a priest and so transformed from bread to body of Christ. And of course, as the actual body of Christ, the ‘host’ may not be left alone because God can’t be left alone in a gold circle on a stand unless the wafer is locked away in a cabinet behind the altar. Volunteers, therefore, sit with the ‘host’ usually for an hour at a time 24/7. I’ve kept watch — yes, as a non-Roman Catholic — while others, usually women, come into the antechamber and fall onto the floor before the ‘host’ to cry or pray or worship the God kept there.
If you are not Roman Catholic and have not been to high mass, then you may not realize the intricacies — the complications of the wafer and the wine becoming the actual body and blood of our Lord. The priest must wipe the chalice of all traces of the wine become blood — the wafer crumbs which are now flesh must be gathered together to be consumed by the priest. Any trace of Jesus must be taken care of, so to speak.
If in your mind, this sounds somewhat ridiculous and even a bit cannibalistic, it is!
However, today as we drive by, I also imagine — quite suddenly — how confining for God to be kept locked in a small cabinet in an antechamber of a building, even a building dedicated to Him. How disturbing to be kept for people to visit for a few minutes or a few hours. And, in my mind, I hear God say, “Sorry you guys, I gotta get outta here!”
God makes tracks! He is never confined.