Christ told us to love our neighbor as ourselves. If you can’t love yourself, you can’t love anyone else. How important it is to be gentle with oneself!
We so often flagellate ourselves, dwelling on our sins and thinking we are horrible people. We harass ourselves, thinking of the wrong decisions we have made and the sins we have committed. We wound ourselves unceasingly, and we exhaust ourselves in the process.
We forget that the gentleness of God is part of his mercy. We forget that if we but turn to him and say, “I’m sorry”, the sin is erased completely. He does not remember the sin. His mercy overshadows all.
How do you learn to be gentle? St. John used to recline on the breast of Christ. I think we will become gentle with ourselves and others if we do likewise. Then we will hear the heartbeats of God, and we will be able to help others hear them.
~ A Meditation by Catherine De Hueck Doherty
“Come to me, all you who labour and are overburdened, and I will give you rest. Shoulder my yoke and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.”
~ Matthew 11:28-29
Every first Friday of the month we have Adoration of the Most Blessed Sacrament in my Parish. The first Friday of every month is also dedicated to the devotion of the Most Sacred Heart of Jesus. Today at Eucharistic Adoration I was inspired during prayer to write this reflection and poem.
Beloved, I’m searching for You and I can’t find You anywhere around my garden.
I’m shouting Your Holy Name
Yeshúa! Yeshúa! Yeshúa! And I find no answer. I look and look everywhere and nothing! There is no trace of You.
I keep walking and find a path that leads me to the base of the mountain. I look up the hill and I begin to sense Your presence.
I feel that You’re inviting me to climb, so I begin to ascend up the mountain, I’m so eager to meet with You, my Beloved.
Despite my tiredness and pain I continue on the journey. Then suddenly I see You approaching me, I can begin to see Your full figure with Your white spotless tunic, I can see the contour of Your hair but I can’t see Your face, and You know what I’m thinking about… Then suddenly, You begin to talk to my heart, “Not yet my beloved child, not yet.” “You can’t see my face now.” “But come and see my hands and my feet.”
As I get closer to You, I lay down to Your feet and caress it lovingly, then I can see they are bleeding from the old wounds. I say nothing! I can’t talk, I have no words. I feel only sorrow. Then, as I rise and hold Your hands, they are also bleeding from the old wounds.
I break down in tears, there are no words between us, only a sacred silence. Then, I see Your side where Your Divine Heart is, and I can see drops of red blood beginning to soak Your spotless garment. I do not know what to do! I’m at a loss for words! I stand still…
Then, You gently speak to my heart once more. It was Heart to heart… “My beloved child, I’m still suffering greatly. My wounds can never be closed. They continue to be open for all. I bleed out of love and for love. I feel Your pain and the pain of every creature on earth. Console My Suffering Heart, console it.”
How, my Beloved Lord? How?
“Loving Me, loving Me in all and in everyone.”
~ My Personal Reflection
“There is in the Sacred Heart the symbol and express image of the infinite love of Jesus Christ which moves us to love in return.” Pope Leo XIII
“Be compassionate as your Father is compassionate.” ~ Luke 6:36
God is the author of all tender-heartedness and goodness.
Misericors — a heart always inclined to another in compassion, a pitiful heart. A heart that is always good — that is, wishing good to another. Wherever we meet these qualities, there, we can be sure, is God.
We have to be perfect as our Father is perfect, and especially as he is perfect in these qualities.
Let me look at my heart. Is it unfailingly tender towards others? Unfailingly bent on their good? Or do I see that there is a lot of hardness there?
Am I perhaps kind to some, but not to others? Kind at sometimes but not always? Not when I am upset, put-out, hurt . . . ? Do I wish well to others only when their good doesn’t conflict with what I think is mine?
God is the fount of tender-heartedness and goodness. Ask him for the grace to drink deeply of this fountain. Want these God-like qualities with all your heart. Seize the opportunities each day offers to exercise them, no matter how much it costs pride and self-interest.
~ A Meditation by Ruth Burrows, ‘Living Love” ~ O.C.D.
The Kingdom of God
Not towards the stars, O beautiful naked runner, not on the hills of the moon after a wild white deer, seek not to discover afar the unspeakable wisdom,— the quarry is here.
Beauty holds court within,— a slim young virgin in a dim shadowy place. Music is only the echo of her voice, and earth is only a mirror for her face.
Not in the quiet arms, O sorrowful lover; O fugitive, not in the dark on a pillow of breast; hunt not under the lighted leaves for God,— here is the sacred Guest.
There is a Tenant here. Come home, roamer of earth, to this room and find a timeless Heart under your own heart beating, a Bird of beauty singing under your mind.
~ A poem by Sister Miriam of the Holy Spirit (Jessica Powers), O.C.D.