I was in Worcester, Massachusetts the other day, and I drove by a store-front Christian church of an apparently Pentecostal sort. The sign announced it to be a place "where Jesus makes everybody somebody." I have to say, I liked the sign and a little involuntary prayer of gratitude arose on behalf of the people who, in their own way, serve Christ in that place.
For a more sophisticated version of that same sentiment, here is what the young Gerard Manley Hopkins wrote in the year of his entry into the Catholic Church to his friend Ernest Coleridge, Samuel Taylor Coleridge's grandson: "I think that the trivialness of life is, and personally to each one, ought to be seen to be, done away with by the Incarnation."
For what it's worth, Hopkins wrote to that same friend:
Beware of doing what I once thought I could do, adopt an enlightened Christianity ... This fatal state of mind leads to infidelity, if consistently and logically developed. The great aid to belief and object of belief is the doctrine of the Real Presence in the Blessed Sacrament of the Altar. Religion without that is sombre, dangerous, illogical, with what it is -- not to speak of its grand consistency and certainty -- loveable. Hold that and you will gain all Catholic truth.Quoted: Lucy Beckett, "In the Light of Christ"