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?”

love me just as you are!

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Lucca, Italy

Love Me Just As You Are!

Author Unknown

I know your wretchedness, the struggles and tribulations of your soul and the weakness of your sickly body; I know your cowardice, your sins, your dejection, and yet I tell you, “Give me your heart, love me just as you are!”

If you wait to be an angel before abandoning yourself and giving yourself to Love, you’ll never love me.  Although you fall over & over into those faults that you would never wish to commit, although you may be so weak in the practice of virtue; I will bear everything, except your refusal to love me.  

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Florence, Italy.

At every instant and in every state of mind in which you may find yourself, in fervor as in dryness, love me just as you are!  I want the love of your needy heart; if you wait to be perfect to love me, you’ll never love me.  Am I not able to make of every grain of sand a seraph, radiant in purity, nobility, and love?  Could I not, with a single movement of my will, make thousands of saints arise out of nothingness, a thousand times more perfect and lovable than the ones I have created?  Am I not the omnipotent one?  And if I have wished to leave unmade forever all these marvelous beings, and have preferred your poor love to theirs? Continue reading “love me just as you are!”