Thanks roryrory. I read it. I'm finding it difficult to differentiate which is coming from God and what is coming from the evil one. Things have been very strange the past few years.
Excerpt From The Autobiography of Saint Therese Translated by John Beevers CHAPTER ONE (...)"I had wondered for a long time why God had preferences and why all souls did not receive an equal amount of grace. I was astonished to see how He showered extraordinary favours on saints who had sinned against Him, saints such as St. Paul and St. Augustine. He forced them, as it were, to accept His graces. I was just as astonished when I read the lives of saints to see that Our Lord cherished certain favoured souls from the cradle to the grave and never allowed any kind of obstacle to check their flight towards Him. He bestowed such favours on them that they were unable to tarnish the spotless splendour of their baptismal robe. I also wondered why such vast numbers of poor savages died before they had even heard the name of God. Jesus saw fit to enlighten me about this mystery. He set the book of nature before me and I saw that all the flowers He has created are lovely. The splendour of the rose and the whiteness of the lily do not rob the little violet of its scent nor the daisy of its simple charm. I realised that if every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness and there would be no wild flowers to make the meadows gay. It is just the same in the world of souls--which is the garden of Jesus. He has created the great saints who are like the lilies and the roses, but He has also created much lesser saints and they must be content to be the daisies or the violets which rejoice His eyes whenever He glances down. Perfection consists in doing His will, in being that which He wants us to be. I also understood that God's love shows itself just as well in the simplest soul which puts up no resistance to His grace as it does in the loftiest soul. Indeed, as it is love's nature to humble itself, if all souls were like those of the holy doctors who have illumined the Church with the light of their doctrine, it seems that God would not have stooped low enough by entering their hearts. But God has created the baby who knows nothing and can utter only feeble cries. He has created the poor savage with no guide but natural law, and it is to their hearts that He deigns to stoop. They are His wild flowers whose homeliness delights Him. By stooping down to them, He manifests His infinite grandeur. The sun shines equally both on cedars and on every tiny flower. In just the same way God looks after every soul as if it had no equal. All is planned for the good of every soul, exactly as the seasons are so arranged that the humblest daisy blossoms at the appointed time."(...) https://www.penguinrandomhouse.ca/b...nslated-by-john-beevers/9780385029032/excerpt
Thanks Luan. Still feeling that God is rejecting me. Went to Mass today for Our lady's birthday and went to Adoration. I will keep trying and reaching out to Jesus
You might want to check Msgr Steven Rosetti's website or go to his you tube interviews---he speaks of this very sort of obsessive thinking.
Please go online to the St Michael Center and register for the one hour prayer session on September 18. Many good fruits coming from those sessions. I signed up and am looking forward to it. https://www.catholicexorcism.org/about
Going through a terrible time. I feel like God is angry with me over a sin I committed. I don't know how to get through this. in a very dark place. I feel I need a miracle to help me through this
You need a deliverance priest like Msgr Rosetti! This must be dealt with by a priest. Praying you find one.
Prayers of perseverance and spiritual healing are continuing, Sanctus. Push through the darkness and muck, our Lord is shining his merciful Heart to light the way. Many blessings.
Thanks MC. A friend living in medjugorje sent me on a Novena to Our Lady Undoer of Knots and I have been praying that the past few days with good results. Got Mass, Adoration and Confession today also which is helpful
Very shocking and bad things have been happening in my family starting about three months ago and escalating. I am praying very hard that the warning comes soon . . .those who have fallen away from the faith are going to be shocked . The only way I can have peace is to turn it over to God and let his will be done.
Excerpt From The Autobiography of Saint Therese CHAPTER XI - A CANTICLE OF LOVE (...) I asked Jesus to draw me into the Fire of His love, and to unite me so closely to Himself that He may live and act in me. I feel that the more the fire of love consumes my heart, so much the more shall I say: "Draw me!" and the more also will souls who draw near me run swiftly in the sweet odour of the Beloved. Yes, they will run—we shall all run together, for souls that are on fire can never be at rest. They may indeed, like St. Mary Magdalen, sit at the feet of Jesus, listening to His sweet and burning words, but, though they seem to give Him nothing, they give much more than Martha, who busied herself about many things. It is not Martha's work that Our Lord blames, but her over-solicitude; His Blessed Mother humbly occupied herself in the same kind of work when she prepared the meals for the Holy Family. All the Saints have understood this, especially those who have illumined the earth with the light of Christ's teaching. Was it not from prayer that St. Paul, St. Augustine, St. Thomas Aquinas, St. John of the Cross, St. Teresa, and so many other friends of God drew that wonderful science which has enthralled the loftiest minds[?] "Give me a lever and a fulcrum on which to lean it," said Archimedes, "and I will lift the world." What he could not obtain because his request had only a material end, without reference to God, the Saints have obtained in all its fulness. They lean on God Almighty's power itself and their lever is the prayer that inflames with love's fire. With this lever they have raised the world—with this lever the Saints of the Church Militant still raise it, and will raise it to the end of time.
