Then, taking my hand, You led me to the battlefield. And blood flowed.
There have been many wounds, and much sorrow and pain. At times I thought I was mortally wounded, but You never left my side. Your Love has sustained me.
You gave me mighty weapons to wage my battles — faith in Your Merciful Love, trust in Your Infinite Goodness, a thirst for You in Your Most Blessed Sacrament.
You gave me other gifts that were “wrapped.” At first, they seemed like unwelcome presents, but beneath the wrapping, I found treasures.
So often, You gave me what I did not want, but later realized, was exactly what I needed.
You have not permitted me to become attached to even what seemed good to me.
You gave me lovely gifts, but withheld others in order to plant a few seeds of humility in my poor soul.
I am amazed at Your untiring Love and Patience toward me. Sometimes I think I am dreaming….
I love to call You the Faithful One, and You are indeed that, as well as my Adored One.
It delights me that You will never forget a single word or act of love from me, and yet, you do forget all of my sins, once my soul has been washed in Your Most Precious Blood.
My Jesus, You have denied me so many things I desired in this life, but looking back, I realize that your Love has given me an abundance of all that is best.
Thank You for choosing for me, that I might be able to say:
I choose You forever, my Most Precious God!