I have been thinking about people I know who are suffering…like my sister who has severe tinnitus and is having an MRI and a MRA as I sit here at the hospital waiting. I thought I would repost a couple of past pieces on suffering.
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.
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