Thank you. And now my husband’s brother who is 80 landed in hospital in Massachusetts a couple days ago and just transferred to Tufts Hospital this am - heart. Please pray he will ask for A priest. That would be a miracle. He was still working like a dog in his business. Please Jesus help. He is a generous person.
THIS is the entire point of spiritual life for me right now. Simply praying for them all to make it. I figure much has to be sacrificed to make it happen. Just need the strength to continue to do it.
A Chaplet of Divine Mercy for your concerns and burdens. Though there are times we cry out, "Where are you Lord?", we must trust in the promises of the Scriptures: Romans 8:28 We know that in everything God works for good with those who love him, who are called according to his purpose. Psalm 28:7 The Lord is my strength and my shield; in him my heart trusts; so I am helped, and my heart exults, and with my song I give thanks to him. https://www.google.com/search?clien...ate=ive&vld=cid:5e1e5db2,vid:ihJAJA4ibEs,st:0 What I love in the above clip is the stainted glass window of Our Lady ever present over his left shoulder. She is ever present for each one of us! O Mary conceived without sin, pray for us who have recourse to thee!
Sorry for posting, but going through a very difficult time again tonight mentally and spiritually. I keep telling God that I am sorry for my past. I'm not sure what more to do. The past few years have been very difficult. However, there are times during the day when I can experience joy for a while but then the darkness starts again
Will wrap you in our rosary tonight.. There's many entities attacking all right now.. I will do the deliverance prayers too.
Sorry you are suffering. Perhaps Sanctus you are doing the St. Andew Novena? You could petition for release from this darkness. "Suffering is the greatest treasure on earth; it purifies the soul. In suffering, we learn who our true friend is. True love is measured by the thermometer of suffering. Jesus, I thank You for the little daily crosses, for opposition to my endeavors, for the hardships of communal life, for the misinterpretation of my intentions, for humiliations at the hands of others, for the harsh way in which we are treated, for false suspicions, for poor health and loss of strength, for self-denial, for dying to myself, for lack of recognition in everything, for the upsetting of all my plans. Thank You, Jesus, for interior sufferings, for dryness of spirit, for terrors, fears and incertitudes, for the darkness and the deep interior night, for temptations and various ordeals, for torments too difficult to describe, especially for those which no one will understand, for the hour of death with its fierce struggle and all its bitterness." (St. Faustina's Diary 342)
To some extent I don't really know how to reply to you in terms of suffering. For in my own life I really find myself in a place of great joy and peace. So to relate to what you are going through I would have to throw myself to tow times in my life when things seemed to be far different. Firstly in the Dark Night of the Soul which I tend to think of as Jesus in the Garden of Olives . ...and in the Dark time when I rejected God and actively considered suicide, just before I met Our Lady and she taught me ho9w to pray. I am kinda comparing the two very darkest times in my life one against another. But really there is no comparison. To meet the dark with Jesus is not the same as meeting the Dark with Him. I think to carry the Cross with Jesus is a kind of dark joy. I cannot compare my pain with yours, but my heart goes to you. I can only say that in my own life in the times of Faith , all my sufferings seem as nothing compared to the joy of knowing Christ. All sufferings to me , no matter how intense, looking back on it..seem as nothing compared to the joy of knowing Jesus. Even in the darkest, darkest times.
It may not have seemed like this at those moments. but I really, really believe that the times we suffer the most are the times that are the best. That the times we lie with Christ on the Cross are the very times that draw us closest to Him. I can see now, looking back on it why the Saints had such a hunger for the Cross. I ,sadly, no not have such a hunger for the Cross. But, distantly I can see where it comes from. I ,very humbly say, each step, each day, enough for me. I do not seek the Cross. I merely seek the strength when it comes, to bear it. Just a simple step at a time. Day by day Nearer my God to thee.
This is absolutely beautiful. I love it. The band was playing this hymn on the Titanic when the ship went down. It brings tears to my eyes.
