Harvesting The Fruits of Contemplation

(St. Vincent Ferrer Parish, NYC) Jesus: "Do not go away from My Tabernacle, friends of my Sacred Heart, for I wish to repeat an ever-poignant complaint. I refer to a bleeding wound that a sin of yours made in My Side. It is a wound cruel above all, because it was made by the good who called themselves My friends. How they wound Me to the Heart in measuring out to Me their love! If you knew the tears of anguish that I weep when the children of My own household treat Me with indifferent courtesy and respectful coldness like a distinguished foreigner. They dare to act in that manner toward the God of love, the merciful Savior Who invites them to sit daily at the banquet of all bounty and all graces. There are thousands of souls who would now be saints if they had plunged generously into the abyss of My Heart. How little My love is understood and how badly repaid it is by them. All these souls belong to Me by right, by the most sacred of rights, but lukewarmness halts them and pa...

[The next time you visit the Blessed Sacrament enter silently into this conversation.]  [Jesus:] "See how forsaken I am! I am the shame of the wise, the scandal of the powerful, the laughing-stock of the crowd, the scapegoat of rulers.  But if they weep over their offenses I pardon them all, for I am Jesus! Tell me, have you not forsaken Me?... Answer Me.... Photo by   Josh Applegate   on   Unsplash [A Simple Soul:] What have I, Lord Jesus, that Thou hast not given me? What do I know, that Thou has not taught me? What can I do, if Thou dost not help me?...O pardon my faults that have so wounded You. Thou has created me without any merit of mine. Thou has redeemed me without any cooperation. Thou has done much in creating me, and still more in redeeming me. Wilt Thou be less powerful or less generous in forgiving me? For all the blood Thou has shed  and the cruel death Thou hast suffered were not for the profit of the Angels who implore Thee.  If then...

(St. Vincent Ferrer Parish, NYC) "Divine Savior of souls, completely covered with confusion, I prostrate my self in Your presence, and as I fix my glance on the lonely Tabernacle and see the neglect in which You are left by so many ransomed souls, I feel my heart oppressed. But since in Your goodness You permit me during this Holy Hour to unite my tears to those You shed, I pray you, Jesus, for those who do not pray; I bless You for those who curse You; and with all the ardor of my soul I praise and adore You in union with the universal prayer which rises from all the sanctuaries of the world. Accept, Lord, the cry of expiation which sincere sorrow draws from our grieved and repentant souls; we ask pardon of You: For our sins, for those of our relatives and friends...for infidelities and sacrileges...for blasphemies and the profanation of Sunday...for licentiousness and public scandals...for those who corrupt childhood and youth...for deliberate disobedience to Your holy Church......

"How pleasing it is to be near Our Lord Who loves us so much; to be in the shadow of Him Who is the Light of the World and Who enlightens the darkness of our minds!   Photo©Michael Seagriff Shutting out the world with its illusions and deceptions, let us come close, very close to the divine Reality, Jesus, let us draw near to His Sacred Heart, that paradise of delights. The good Master is there, barely a step away. He is calling us.  With boundless confidence pray Him to turn His eyes from our faults and during this Holy Hour, to open wide to us the Divine Wound in His Side. Let us enter there without fear, for it is a divine spring whose power ransoms poor sinners, sanctifies the just, alleviates great sorrows of life and drives away the fear of death."  (From Twenty Holy Hours )