Ah my sweet and loving Lord, most adorable in all the universe, without whom I cannot hope to live, I approach You with humility..Deep within my heart- which waits for Your coming- I place myself on that most sacred ground at the foot of Your Cross.
My beloved Jesus Christ, I see You now...nailed to the Cross, my King crowned, not with the jewels and richness befitting Your beauty, but rather, my lovely Lord, with thorns that add to Your suffering. You, O God, Savior from suffering, yet suffering Yourself for me- O I cannot hope to thank You during this life for all You have done for me and do for me and for my spiritual family every moment. O Lord all that I can give You is my love- and in Your graciousness You accept it- my Lord I praise and love You.
Jesus, whose name is sweeter than honey, I adore Your blessed Body and Your dear, precious Blood, and I pray with longing for the day I receive You in the most blessed Eucharist. I see You, O my Lover, wounded and torn apart by Your love for me. My sacred shelter! O Life...The nails, the thorns, the wood of the Cross, the lance that pierced Your side, the cloth over Your bleeding waist- were they given voices, O Master, they would exult and weep for joy at having been, in fact, within Your beautiful Body as You died that beautiful death! Ah Lord, on the last day my soul will find its home in Your Body where it will melt away with joy! My Jesus!!
Look upon me, I beg You, my Sweetness, and see me happily adoring You. I humbly implore You hear the words I whisper in my soul:
my lovely, my sweet, my beautiful, my everlasting Lord...
My beloved Jesus Christ, I see You now...nailed to the Cross, my King crowned, not with the jewels and richness befitting Your beauty, but rather, my lovely Lord, with thorns that add to Your suffering. You, O God, Savior from suffering, yet suffering Yourself for me- O I cannot hope to thank You during this life for all You have done for me and do for me and for my spiritual family every moment. O Lord all that I can give You is my love- and in Your graciousness You accept it- my Lord I praise and love You.
Jesus, whose name is sweeter than honey, I adore Your blessed Body and Your dear, precious Blood, and I pray with longing for the day I receive You in the most blessed Eucharist. I see You, O my Lover, wounded and torn apart by Your love for me. My sacred shelter! O Life...The nails, the thorns, the wood of the Cross, the lance that pierced Your side, the cloth over Your bleeding waist- were they given voices, O Master, they would exult and weep for joy at having been, in fact, within Your beautiful Body as You died that beautiful death! Ah Lord, on the last day my soul will find its home in Your Body where it will melt away with joy! My Jesus!!
Look upon me, I beg You, my Sweetness, and see me happily adoring You. I humbly implore You hear the words I whisper in my soul:
Mercy, Jesus!
I need Your mercy and forgiveness in my life for I am so weak without them, my Lord.
Not only for me do I pray, my Well-Beloved, but for all the world- my sisters and brothers have sinned, as have I, and we all need Your loving forgiveness. You know I try with all my heart to be good to You, and You hear me apologize for the sins of this world and how I long to comfort You in Your heart-rending sorrow.
But tonight I draw close to You, so sweetly wounded, for even with nails in Your lovely hands You hold me tightly within Your heart, and I ask You for mercy. Compassion. Justice. Deliverance! All those that come only from You in the name of the Father!! Wipe our tears away...oh! My Lord, my Lord, forgive me, forgive, please, for how can I, beholding tears in Your eyes, welling up from the source of love within You, ask of You, without thought, "wipe our tears away?" I should first, seeing that You love me, hasten to bring about love and mercy to others as You would do because in Your grace You live in me. O Jesus most dear, allow me to do this- allow Yourself to work in me- and it will be as if I rise from my spot at Your feet, and reach for Your face, to wipe Your tears, and give You water instead of bitter gall. Then, I will have returned love for love and in so doing I will make Your Heart happy- gladdening my own heart, and the happiness of serving You my Lord and my God will end all sorrow and let me taste the joy
You have prepared for me in the Life to come. Dearest Jesus this I pray for each and every sister and brother of mine that believes in You and loves You.
You have prepared for me in the Life to come. Dearest Jesus this I pray for each and every sister and brother of mine that believes in You and loves You.
My Jesus, I'm forever Yours. I pray with confidence in Your most precious Blood- the Blood of eternal life.
Loving sisters Saint Catherine, Saint Gemma, Saint Margaret Mary, Saint Therese, Blessed Imelda, Blessed Mother Teresa- pray for me please.
My own dear brother Saint John the Beloved, pray I rest with you upon our Lord's sweet Heart forever.
Blessed Mother Mary and dear guardian angel, please pray for me.
Amen and Alleluia forever and ever.
my lovely, my sweet, my beautiful, my everlasting Lord...