Meditations by Padre Pio

I must stop, because the bell is calling, and urging me; I am going to the wine-press of the church, to the Holy altar, where the blood of that delightful and unusual grape, is distilled the sacred wine with which only a few fortunate people are permitted to become inebriated. There - as you know, I can't do otherwise - I shall present you to our Heavenly Father, together with His Son; with Him, for Him, through Him, I am completely yours in our Lord.