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Weekly Paragraphs for the Holy Sacrament
By Austin Farrer
Dacre Press, Westminster

WHEN Jesus had gone up from them, Mary and the apostles met and prayed.  Their master, and her Son, was still the leader in their praying; they used his words, they shared his mind, they prayed with him as though they said the words after him.  He was now, indeed, somewhat further from them than he used to be; further, even, than he had been from Peter, James and John in Gethsemane.  There they had overheard his prayer, though he knelt beyond them up the hill.  Now he was further still ahead, they could not see or hear him.  But the further he was from them, the nearer he was to the heart of God; further from those who prayed, but nearer to the Mercy to whom all prayer ascends.  Not nearer simply, it was not a matter of degree.  He was there, had reached the goal, was one with the fountain from which all things always come.  In Jesus they were there too, for he was one of them.  They turned their faces upwards and stretched up their hands, and what he inspired them in his name to ask was asked by God from God.