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Patience, prayer and silence-these are what give strength to the soul.
Mary Faustina Kowalska
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If the angels were capable of envy, they would envy us for two things: one is the receiving of Holy Communion, and the other is suffering.
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For there are three ways of performing an act of mercy: the merciful word, by forgiving and by comforting secondly, if you can offer no word, then pray - that too is mercy and thirdly, deeds of mercy. And when the Last Day comes, we shall be judged from this, and on this basis we shall receive the eternal verdict.
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Love endures everything, love is stronger than death, love fears nothing.
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I desire to unite Myself to human souls, Know, My daughter, that when I come to a human heart in Holy Communion, My hands are full of all kinds of graces which I want to give to the soul. But souls do not even pay any attention to Me they leave Me to Myself and busy themselves with other things... They treat Me as a dead object.
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Now you shall consider My love in the Blessed Sacrament. Here, I am entirely yours, soul, body and divinity, as your Bridegroom. You know what love demands: one thing only, reciprocity.
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Mankind will not have peace until it turns with trust to My mercy.
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O, my Jesus, I understand well that, just as illness is measured with a thermometer and a high fever tells us of the seriousness of the illness so also, in the spiritual life, suffering is the thermometer which measures the love of God in a soul.
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How can one be pleasing to God when one is inflated with pride and self-love under the pretense of striving for Gods glory, while in fact one is seeking ones own glory?
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O You Who are hidden, body, soul and divinity, Under the fragile form of bread, You are my life from Whom springs an abundance of graces And, for me, You surpass the delights of Heaven.
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Sufferings, adversities, humiliations, failures and suspicions that have come my way are splinters that keep alive the fire of my love for You, O Jesus.
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I thank God for this illness and these physical discomforts, because I have the time to converse with the Lord Jesus.
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I know well that the greater and more beautiful the work is, the more terrible will be the storms that rage against it.
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Help me, O Lord, that my hands may be merciful and filled with good deeds, so that I may do only good to my neighbors.
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Oh, how great is the goodness of God, greater than we can understand. There are moments and there are mysteries of the divine mercy over which the heavens are astounded. Let our judgment of souls cease, for God's mercy upon them is extraordinary.
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My likeness to Jesus must be through suffering and humility.
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Suffering is a great grace through suffering the soul becomes like the Saviour in suffering love becomes crystallised the greater the suffering, the purer the love.
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O King of glory, though you hide your beauty, yet the eye of my soul rends the veil. I see the angelic choirs giving you honor without cease.
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Oh, if only the suffering soul knew how it is loved by God, it would die of joy and excess of happiness! Some day, we will know the value of suffering, but then we will no longer be able to suffer. The present moment is ours.
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I will not allow myself to be so absorbed in the whirlwind of work as to forget about God. I will spend all my free moments at the feet of the Master hidden in the Blessed Sacrament. He has been tutoring me from my most tender years.
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