I mourn and grieve at every pocket of encysted puss in my heart. That's why I ask God to break my heart — so that he will mend it and fill it not with old resentments but with his suffering love.
Long ago a got a deep cut when I was ocean racing. When it scabbed up, it hurt too much for me to work the lines. If I slammed my hand on the deck until it bled, then I could be useful.
That has stayed with me as a parable of suffering in the life of the wounded Christian.
Let's log off and pray a Divine Mercy Chaplet:
Eternal Father, I offer you the Body, Blood, Soul and Divinity of your beloved Son Jesus Christ
In atonement for my sins AND THOSE OF THE WHOLE WORLD.
For the sake of His sorrowful Passion, have mercy on us and ON THE WHOLE WORLD.
Holy God, Holy and Mighty One, Holy Immortal One
Have mercy on us and ON THE WHOLE WORLD.
Sancta Faustina,
Ora pro nobis.
That’s why I ask God to break my heart
Exactly.
I don't get this...How do you guys figure you can offer Jesus to anyone for anything???
Thank you for your edifying posts.
Each of the people on here even those who we most disagree with are made in God’s image and wishing ill upon them or rejoicing in any ill done to them is shameful. I am glad you understand that.