God Guest

I want You, God, for You my heart is restless,
more than just having Your Spirit inside of me,
without You really here, my soul seems guestless--
“My heart is restless ‘til it rests in Thee.”*

I don’t think I could take Almighty God,
despite my Father with His infinite love,
and I don’t think it’s anything but odd
to bide His Spirit looking like a dove.

No, Jesus, it is You I can’t resist,
the human You Who looks like me the most,
if You can’t show that now, Your Eucharist
can substitute, not as my guest, but host.

O personal Christ, both physical and spiritual,
You bless me with this daily miracle.

*St. Augustine

                     -- by Pete Voelz       10/10/12