do you hear my prayers, lord?

it’s a 3hugs&blessings thursday…

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Prayer isn’t there to make us feel better when we’re anxious.

And it’s not there as an obligation.

It is a communion of love, between a lover and the beloved.

St. Faustina is a reliable witness on this point: she spoke to Our Lord about this many times, and He always expressed His infinite love for humanity.

“While I was saying the chaplet [of Divine Mercy], I heard a voice which said, Oh, what great graces I will grant to souls who say this chaplet; the very depths of My tender mercy are stirred for the sake of those who say the chaplet.”  (No. 848)

In prayer we need not only to pray the words but Christ needs us to also listen! Continue reading “do you hear my prayers, lord?”

goliath who?

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The scripture says, “Rain falls on the just and the unjust.”  Even when you have faith, you’ll still have difficulties, but when the storms come, you will not be defeated.  (Author Unknown)

Sometimes

God

will put a Goliath

in your life,

for you to find

the David

within

You. Continue reading “goliath who?”

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It is human nature to question if the paths we have taken in life, the choices we have made, the gifts we have shared are pleasing to God.

Does it come from the “Will of the Father?” Or the desire of our own making?

There is one way, I have found, to rest in God’s presence in these moments of discernment.

It is a simple & quiet Peace of Heart which allows me the assurance my God is speaking.

Is this an easy thing to discern?

No!

Trust me, my logic rethinks it often; yet He always leads me back to Peace.

It is there that I find rest, it is then that I am comforted, it is at last a trust that goes beyond knowing.

(Can there be any greater peace than that?)

Today I am re-blogging a post that reminds us of all the surprising ways in which our Father needs us to do, whatever He asks of us.  I pray we may find one another somewhere in the ‘Caravan of Followers’ heading into this Holy Week, with the Master.

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