Patient Kindness

“Being patient … This is a process – allow me this word ‘process’ – a process of Christian maturity… A process that takes some time, that you cannot undergo from one day to another: it evolves over a lifetime arriving at Christian maturity. It is like a good wine.” – Pope Francis

Love is patient. Being patient with others, as well as being patient with yourself.

All too often we want to achieve things in haste and in great violence. We forget that everything has its own phase, its own time.

We forget that love is not only meant to be strong, it is also meant to be gentle. And in this gentleness is kindness and patience and every sort of good fruit that blooms in its time.

Let us do what we can each day, and the entrust the rest to God. We may not always succeed, but we can keep on trying. And for as long as we really do try, one day we shall see how God has supported us and kept us safe every step of the way.

Love is patient and is kind. -1 Corinthians 13, WEBBE

Remaining little’means—to recognise one’s nothingness, to await everything from the Goodness of God, to avoid being too much troubled at our faults; finally, not to worry over amassing spiritual riches, not to be solicitous about anything. – St. Therese of Lisieux

Broken People

“You may encounter many defeats, but you must not be defeated. In fact, it may be necessary to encounter the defeats, so you can know who you are, what you can rise from, how you can still come out of it.” – Maya Angelou

I like stories of broken people and how they rose again. They remind me that no matter how damaged you may have been, your life can still have purpose, some meaning you did not see before. They give me hope. They allow me to see that it is indeed possible to be healed, to be whole again, to be even far better than you were before.

The truly inspiring stories are not those with people who never fail. The most inspiring ones are about those who got really lost but somehow found their way again, those who got really sad but somehow found a way to try smiling again. These are the ones that tell us it is not yet too late for us, and no matter where we are right now, we can start over and build our dreams again.

I am weary with my groaning.
Every night I flood my bed.
I drench my couch with my tears.
My eye wastes away because of grief.
It grows old because of all my adversaries.
Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity,
for the LORD has heard the voice of my weeping.
The LORD has heard my supplication.
The LORD accepts my prayer.
-Psalm 6, WEBBE

A Deeper Love

But when God hides, He hides in order that he might be sought the more, as if to draw out a deeper love. – Fulton Sheen

What greater happiness is there than to regain something you thought you have lost forever? What deeper love than the return of a beloved you thought would never come back anymore?

We never get to value things so much as when we have almost lost them. All the while that they were just within our reach, we may have just ignored them, thinking they’ll always be around.

The moment we lose them, however, we’re able to see how truly valuable they are. We suddenly wish we could turn back time so we can take possession of them again, so we can take care of them while we still had time.

How happy we are when we are given another chance, we are so much more happier than if we had never feared losing them at all!

By night on my bed, I sought him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but I didn’t find him. I will get up now, and go about the city; in the streets and in the squares I will seek him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but I didn’t find him. The watchmen who go about the city found me; “Have you seen him whom my soul loves?”
I had scarcely passed from them, when I found him whom my soul loves. I held him, and would not let him go… -Song of Solomon 3:1-4 (WEB)

Letting Go of Resentments

Anger and wrath, these also are abominations,
yet a sinner holds on to them.
-Sirach 27, NRSVCE

What makes us hold on to our resentments? Why do we hold on to so much anger that eventually consumes us and poisons our very hearts?

Maybe we think we are justified in doing so, and maybe we are. Maybe we got hurt really bad that we’re afraid of being hurt again. Yet along the way, as we keep these thorns within our hearts, they continue to hurt us even more.

Even as we pray, we can’t find healing. Even as we ask for God’s love, we are still left in the dark.

But let us remember that love cannot be received in halves. You either surrender to it fully and let it wash over your soul or you try to hinder its flow as you allow your resentments to block your healing.

Which will it be then? What will you choose?

Would you allow your resentments to rule over you, to rob you of happiness and to lead you farther and farther into the dark? Or will you allow love to heal you, to bring you joy and to lift you higher into the light?

I had to conclude that God’s mercy and forgiveness have nothing to do with Divine wrath; instead, mercy and grace diminish human wrath and gradually destroy it. – All Shall Be Well

Before Christ Crucified

Even though your sufferings were very great, do not lose heart or give in to despondency. But tell Me, my child, who has dared to wound your heart? – Divine Mercy in My Soul

Many times, our hearts are so heavy that we can’t even pray for what we need. We just feel overwhelmed. We want rest but we can’t find it. We know we have many questions at the back of our minds, but we can’t even start naming what these questions are.

Whenever we feel like this, may we find comfort before the crucified Christ. Sometimes, we need no words in order to pray. But we need to seek His Face and to lay down before Him our many burdens and tears.

At The Foot of the Cross

At the foot of the cross
that’s where I want to be
To gaze upon my God
with boundless love for me

To kiss His feet pierced with nails
to worship and adore
Him who was pierced by a lance
Him who was crowned with thorns

I cannot ever understand
all the reasons why
Why He must be crucified like this
why He must suffer and die

But there at the foot of the cross
I feel His great mercy for me
Blood and water flowed from His heart
out of His great love for me

How else can I even understand
how infinite and great is His love
if not by the cross, yes, by the cross
where all is gained when all was lost

I thank you Lord for bringing me
where alone my soul can stay
It is there alone where I can find healing
it is there alone where I can be saved!

“For me prayer is a surge of the heart, it is a simple look towards Heaven, it is a cry of recognition and of love, embracing both trial and joy.” -St. Therese of Lisieux

But he was pierced for our transgressions. He was crushed for our iniquities. The punishment that brought our peace was on him; and by his wounds we are healed. – Isaiah 53, WEB