Are we not tempted to say, like the apostles of old, "How can these things be?" Nothing is so wounding to heart that loves another, as coldness and indifference on the part of the loved one. We feel this every day in the natural relations of life, and yet we fail to perceive the depth of our insensibility towards that Sacred Heart, who has so loved us as to die for us; and a still greater miracle, who deigns, veiled in the sacred species, to go on dwelling with us and amongst us, though we seem as if we knew Him not. It is to bring such thoughts home to our minds, to kindle greater love in...