Why do I come to Adoration?

In the book of meditations I have been reading in Adoration, written by a Dominican priest, is the question “why do I come to Adoration?”. It seemed an appropriate question to think about, so I wrote the following:

At first going to Adoration seemed almost necessary when I was asked to serve as a facilitator for the Women’s Scripture study. All of the other facilitators went regularly. I knew and believed for a long time that the Eucharist was and is the Body, Blood, Soul and Divinity of Christ. I confessed that belief each time I received the Eucharist, and it was the very reason that I returned to the Catholic Church after almost 20 years away. I wasn’t sure what I would do in the Adoration Chapel at first, so I brought books to read, a rosary, Bible, something to write on, even my text for the Bible study.

As the weeks passed, I realized that I was growing more peaceful. The peace, I thought, had to be coming from the time I had spent in the Adoration Chapel. While I didn’t feel anything unusual, something was changing me. That something was the Presence of Christ in the consecrated host.

I still come for the peace, although I had taken a break of several months when I just didn’t want to go. But the Adoration Chapel – or rather Christ Himself, kept calling me back – not in words that I could hear but in a feeling that something was missing from my life. I come and spend an hour with Jesus every Monday at noon because Christ is healing my brokenness, because He loves me with a love I cannot understand, because I feel an obligation to show my thankfulness for all He has done for me, because Jesus is here in this small room in a special way, because, perhaps most of all, I long to know Him and because, finally, He is God and I am not.

I still bring my Bible and my rosary. Sometimes I say the Rosary prayers or the Chaplet of Divine Mercy. I read my Bible, sometime gaining some new insight in the words I am reading. Today the following words “jumped out” at me from Matthew, Chapter 3, verse 8: “Bear fruit worthy of repentance.” That, to me, seems a very tall order.