Eucharistic Reflection - A Wounded Heart Speaks
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For centuries
I have carried in My Heart a sorrowful cross. How many souls are there redeemed
by My Blood, yet, definitely lost! Although destined to be consumed in the
fires of My Love, they have already fallen by thousands into the terrible and
avenging flames. Yet they belonged to Me!
Listen to
them. From the depths of hell, they curse the crib of Bethlehem, My poverty,
and My appeals to the World. They curse the blood-stained Cross imprinted on
their conscience. They curse My Church which offered them the treasures of
Redemption. They curse My Eucharist, they who would have spent eternity in
bliss if they had been nourished by the bread of immortality, which I offer
them in the Blessed Sacrament.
Yet how many
of these unfortunate souls like you came to kneel at My feet but afterwards,
yielding to the world, chose for themselves their hell.
I called them
constantly, I pursued them, I embraced them with the tenderness of a God, but
one day they broke their chains, they pulled themselves violently away from My
embrace, and in their mad frenzy, chose a sinful gratification at the price of
endless woe!
At this very
moment they curse Me with a curse that will now be eternal! And, sorrow of
sorrows, they were Mine! It was especially because of them, at the sight of
their irrevocable loss, that My Heart was breaking in the Garden of Gethsemane,
for they were all My children!
Look beloved
souls! From the intensity of this unspeakable anguish, the Wound in My Heart is
open and will remain open, yes, open, that you who love Me may find there superabundant
life, a Heaven. Life eternal
(From Tweny Holy Hours by Rev. Mateo Crawley-Boevey, SS.CC.)
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