06/20/2025
Happy Feast of Corpus Christi (the Most Holy Body and Blood of Christ)!
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JOKE-OGRAPHY:
1. The Feast of Corpus Christi (or the Body and Blood of Christ) is a feast day celebrating the Real Presence of Jesus Christ in the Eucharist ("Eucharist" is also called "Communion" or "the Lord's Supper"). The Real Presence is the belief that, at the height of Mass, the bread and wine at the altar are transformed, and while their details remain unchanged, their underlying reality becomes the Body, Blood, Soul, and Divinity of Jesus (His "Real Presence"). In this Sacrament, we step outside of time to participate in the Last Supper, in the Passion, in our heavenly Wedding Feast, and in the very tangible Person of Christ. The Real Presence has been a core belief of Christianity since its very start. Paul writes about the importance of receiving Communion worthily in 1 Corinthians 11, and the apostle John's student, Ignatius of Antioch, emphasizes the Real Presence in his Epistle to the Smyrnaeans!
2. In this Bible story, Jesus breaks bread with His disciples at the Last Supper, giving thanks and saying, "This is My Body." The Greek word for "thanksgiving" is where we get the word "Eucharist" for the bread and wine offered at Communion.
3. In this cartoon, Peter realizes that "...this EUCHARIST is YOU, CHRIST!" but he enunciates it awkwardly so that the syllables of EU-CHA-RIST match up with YOU-CHuh-RIST.
4. For anyone scrolling through old cartoon descriptions years from now: yes, this is the comic people are talking about when they whisper about the day that Tomics "redefined humor." For the record, I attribute all of my inevitable future success to the grace God has gifted me. Sure, it was hard to be so talented and ground-breaking in my time, but my grace got me through, somehow. People called my grace the best grace. Lots of people called it that. Everyone, if you can believe it -- if the grace of faith has been given to you to believe such a thing. But, hey, what do they know? I'm just a humble guy, so I won't toot my own horn. If I wanted to, though, it'd be great: an orchestra in itself. It'd drop the walls of Jericho in only TWELVE laps.











