Happy Ascension Thursday!

And behold, I am with you always, until the end of the age.

Today, 40 days after Easter, is the Feast of the Ascension (which we'll celebrate Sunday, but still), when Christ returned to His Father and there at His right hand intercedes for us.  As I like to do, I direct your attention to the wonderful Bl. John Henry Newman, who says:

Christ is already in that place of peace, which is all in all. He is on the right hand of God. He is hidden in the brightness of the radiance which issues from the everlasting Throne. He is in the very abyss of peace, where there is no voice of tumult or distress, but a deep stillness,—stillness, that greatest and most awful of all goods which we can fancy,—that most perfect of joys, the utter, profound, ineffable tranquillity of the Divine Essence. He has entered into His rest.
O how great a good will it be, if, when this troublesome life is over, we in our turn also enter into that same rest,—if the time shall one day come, when we shall enter into His tabernacle above, and hide ourselves under the shadow of His wings; if we shall be in the number of those blessed dead who die in the Lord, and rest from their labour. Here we are tossing upon the sea, and the wind is contrary. All through the day we are tried and tempted in various ways. We cannot think, speak, or act, but infirmity and sin are at hand. But in the unseen world, where Christ has entered, all is peace. 

Just as His Resurrection opened for us the path of life over death, His Ascension shows us our way back home to the Father, to the Love of the Trinity that created us and for which we were created.