The Day my Fiancé Died

I don't know if I should dare call Jesus my fiancé, but He is so close to being my spouse that I long to think of Him as my Betrothed. Last night at the Holy Thursday adoration time, I couldn't help embracing the beautiful, life sized statue of the Sacred Heart and kissing the foot. I am ashamed to say that I am not as fervently religious as I would like to be. But, the Tridium, especially Good Friday, brings the best out of my mental prayer life. How much I long to embrace the real Body of Christ! We are so blessed in having the Holy Eucharist. Thank you, Dear Lord Jesus!