At Eucharist we acclaim and aspire to “live to the praises of God’s Glory.” And I wonder, what does this mean – will I really aim for this during my day today? I love the timeless mystery present in the Eucharist. I love the hope that my voice and our small number of voices gathered together this morning will somehow connect to heaven, to guardian angels and saints, to the Apostles, to those on the other side of the world that are also seeking God. Yet, I feel small and weak, knowing that when I leave church I will wrestle inside with the gap between the vision of Eucharist and how my stirring, conflicting emotions feel throughout the day. A friend likes to remind me that “praise is the key that unlocks countless blessings.” Perhaps putting praise first will help me to live in the vision of God’s glory.
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About Melodius Monk

I'm 30 years old, and I grew up at the Community of Jesus. My parents moved from Ohio to live at the Community two years before I was born, so with the exception of a few years at college, I’ve lived in the Community my whole life. I became a Novice Brother in 2003, and made my profession as a brother in 2005. Currently I have a pretty varied life as a brother. In addition to daily responsibilities in our liturgies, I cook, sing, play trumpet, and am responsible for various cleaning and maintenance needs in the church building (my favorite jobs is changing the light bulbs at 45 feet!) I also arrange transportation for brothers to various appointments, work on repairing musical instruments, clean the barn, give tours of the church, make the weekly food menu for the Friary, and help out with various other needs as they arise around the Community. Growing up, I was not particularly interested in the religious life, but I met Jesus at an inter-varsity fellowship meeting my second year in college, and that re-directed my life drastically. I feel very fortunate to have found my life’s calling, and the hope for more wholeness is what keeps me on my monastic journey on difficult days.

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