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Belle10
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What a beautiful post.{{{ }}}
I can sympathize in a way you couldn’t imagine. Sometimes it seems like that’s all we have… more pain. The light at the end of the tunnel is an oncoming train.
Another train.
And another.
A priest here just gave a sermon a few weeks ago talking about the cross, and how Christ said, “If you want to be my disciple, you must take up your cross and follow me.” The priest said we lose sight of what the cross meant to Christ’s listeners in Judea: It was an instrument of torture to which they would be nailed until they died, until they suffocated or bled out the last drop of life.
Our crosses are not petty annoyances. They are instruments of TORTURE. And we must pick them up and carry them. That’s Christ’s promise to us if we want to be like Him.
Very.difficult.stuff.
What you see when you look around you is a lot of people who may not have picked up their cross. Yet. Don’t look at them. Keep your eyes on God.
I would suggest you get the movie The Passion of the Christ. Watch the scene over and over where Simon is taken from the crowd and forced to help Christ carry the cross. Watch how it changes him. Watch how he grows to love and appreciate that cross and how he seems reluctant to let it go in the end, because to let it go, he also lets go of Christ. Carrying that cross was a privelege he realized. He was united with Christ in a way no one in the crowd except His mother could be.
I’ll leave you with something over my desk by Archbishop Fulton Sheen:
“If you live your life for Christ, not the slightest moment of your life goes to waste. Does not a mother often set aside suitable gifts or even a dowry for her daughter’s wedding before love has ever come into her life? Our Lord is weaving your heavenly robes for the heavenly nuptials, though you know it not, in moments that seem so loveless.”
You really aren’t as alone in life as you think you are.![]()
Jesus gave these words to St. Faustina:
Not easy, I know. When I 'm facing something difficult, I try to remember that last sentence – that in my suffering I am ever closer to Jesus, which is the best place to be. Tough to accept, but I do the best I can, and He reaches down the rest of the way (even if it doesn’t always feel like it to me).“…there is no way to heaven except the way of the cross. I followed it first. You must learn that it is the shortest way… I am giving you a share in those sufferings because of My special love for you and in view of the high degree of holiness I am intending for you in Heaven. A suffering soul is closer to My heart.”![]()
The following is also from St. Faustina’s Diary…as you may know, she suffered greatly (physically and otherwise) during her life:
Praying for you Convert!“In the evening, Jesus gave me the subject for meditation. At the first moment, my heart was filled with fear and joy. Then I pressed myself close to His Heart, and the fear vanished; only joy remained. I felt entirely like a child of God, and the Lord said… ‘Fear nothing…Before I made the world, I loved you with the love your heart is experiencing today and, throughout the centuries, My love will never change.’”![]()
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