You are, my Lord Jesus, in the holy Eucharist. You are here, a meter away from me, in this tabernacle... How close you are, my God, my Savior, my Jesus, my Brother!
My God, grant me a constant awareness of your presence (…), and at the same time that shy love we feel in the presence of the one we deeply love, which causes us to stand before him and cannot take our eyes off him.
(Charles de Foucauld /1858–1916/, La Dernière Place)