Today I went to Buena Vista Concepción for a Celebration of the Word with Communion. This is the first time I visited this aldea and so, if I hadn’t had a friend with me, I’d have landed somewhere up in the middle of nowhere.
As I preached on the Gospel of Mary’s visit to her cousin Elizabeth, I mentioned how Mary carried Jesus in her womb to her cousin and the child, John the Baptist, in Elizabeth’s womb.
All of a sudden I realized that I had been bearing Jesus to these people, bearing Jesus in the Eucharist. This became even clearer to me when I returned to Plan Grande and visited a gravely ill eighty-one-year-old woman. The woman was barely conscious, but opened her eyes as I prayed. I had a consecrated host with me, since I went directly to the house of Doña Raimunda. I didn’t give her communion but still, in some sense, I bore Jesus with me.
This is the mystery of bringing Communion to the sick or to distant communities. We are following in the footsteps of Mary who brought Jesus to her cousin.
Even if we don’t bring Communion to the sick or to distant communities, all of us can bear Jesus to others as Mary did – coming to serve her cousin, a person in need.
walk the way 
John, tonight I distributed communion as a eucharistic minister and was standing next to our parochial vicar, who was also distributing communion, at our parish during the Christmas eve vigil mass. Tonight as on many occasions my mind was aware of how my lowly hands were used to bring the King of Kings to my fellow brothers and sisters in the Lord.
Tomorrow my wife and I will be bringing communion to the local nursing home for the same reason on Christmas day.
Your commentary is so correct. We can bring Christ in actuality in the eucharist, or in other meaningful ways such as in a kind word or action. Jesus had only one pair of hands which He used to hold the nails for our salvation. He had only one voice, which He used to pray for our redemption. We can make our hands and voice available to Him so He can continue His work.
At a funeral in Glen Mills, PA last week, I met the sister of the mom of the deceased. The sister is a secular franciscan from around Cincinatti, Ohio who has established a network of sponsors for a school of around 150 children in Honduras. She has visited about 20 times. She was quite interested in learning about your blog and says she has at least once been in your general area of the country. She says she loves the Honduran people, as I can tell you do also.
God Bless you John and your service to these wonderful people!
Merry Christmas!
Jerry Shea