Tonight, something deeply sacred happened.

Because of my recent spinal surgery, I can’t make it to church right now. But tonight, Gavin came home and brought the Eucharist to me. Even here, in the quiet of our home, we honoured the moment with reverence, just as if I were sitting in the pew.

After receiving the Eucharist, I closed my eyes… and I was given the most powerful vision.

I saw Jesus’ flesh, the very Eucharist I had just received, placed between the cage in my spine and the nerve it has been pressing on. Right there, at S1 and S2, where so much of my pain has been. And He was there, physically present, like a soft, holy cushion.

But it wasn’t just cushioning…

He was taking the pain.

Every sharp nerve pain, every ache, every moment of discomfort, He was carrying it for me. Holding it. Absorbing it. Loving me through it.

Earlier today, my surgeon called to check in on me and see how I was going. And for the first time, I was able to say that eight days post-op, my pain has nearly diminished to a 5 out of 10… from what was once a 10 out of 10.

I feel hopeful.

And knowing now that Jesus is the cushion between my nerve and the cage, I truly believe… we are going to win this battle.

In that moment tonight, I realised something so deeply… I am not alone in this pain. Not for a second. Jesus is not distant from our suffering, He enters into it. He sits in it with us. He carries what we cannot.

Tonight, I didn’t just receive the Eucharist… I experienced it.

And I will never see it the same way again.

Christine Bunn

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