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Litany of Humility

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O Jesus, meek and humble of heart, Hear me.
From the desire of being esteemed, Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the desire of being loved, Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the desire of being extolled,  Deliver me, O Jesus. 
From the desire of being honored, Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the desire of being praised, Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the desire of being preferred to others, Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the desire of being consulted, Deliver me, O Jesus. 
From the desire of being approved, Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the fear of being humiliated, Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the fear of being despised, Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the fear of suffering rebukes, Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the fear of being calumniated, Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the fear of being forgotten, Deliver me, O Jesus. 
From the fear of being ridiculed, Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the fear of being wronged, Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the fear of being suspected, Deliver me, O Jesus.

That others may be loved more than I,
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.

That others may be esteemed more than I,
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.

That, in the opinion of the world, others may increase
and I may decrease,
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.

That others may be chosen and I set aside,
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.

That others may be praised and I go unnoticed,
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.

That others may be preferred to me in everything,
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.

That others may become holier than I,
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it — provided that I
may become as holy as I should.

Amen

St. Fautina’s Litany to the Blessed Host

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O Blessed Host, in whom is contained the testament of God’s mercy for us, and especially for poor sinners.

O Blessed Host, in whom is contained the Body and Blood
of the Lord Jesus as proof of infinite mercy for us,
and especially for poor sinners.

O Blessed Host, in whom is contained life eternal and of infinite mercy, dispensed in abundance to us and especially to poor sinners.

O Blessed Host, in whom is contained the mercy of the Father,
the Son, and the Holy Spirit toward us,
and especially toward poor sinners.

O Blessed Host, in whom is contained the infinite
price of mercy which will compensate for all our debts,
and especially those of poor sinners.

O Blessed Host, in whom is contained the fountain of living water which springs from infinite mercy for us,
and especially for poor sinners.

O Blessed Host, in whom is contained the fire of purest love which blazes forth from the bosom of the Eternal Father,
as from an abyss of infinite mercy for us,
and especially for poor sinners.

O Blessed Host, in whom is contained the medicine for all our infirmities, flowing from infinite mercy, as from a fount,
for us and especially for poor sinners.

O Blessed Host, in whom is contained the union between
God and us through His infinite mercy for us,
and especially for poor sinners.

O Blessed Host, in whom are contained all the sentiments
of the most sweet Heart of Jesus toward us,
and especially poor sinners.

O Blessed Host, our only hope in all the sufferings
and adversities of life.

O Blessed Host, our only hope in the midst of darkness
and of storms within and without.

O Blessed Host, our only hope in life and at the hour of our death.

O Blessed Host, our only hope in the midst of adversities
and floods of despair.

O Blessed Host, our only hope in the midst
of falsehood and treason.

O Blessed Host, our only hope in the midst of the darkness
and godlessness which inundate the earth.

O Blessed Host, our only hope in the longing and pain
in which no one will understand us.

O Blessed Host, our only hope in the toil
and monotony of everyday life.

O Blessed Host, our only hope amid the ruin
of our hopes and endeavors.

O Blessed Host, our only hope in the midst
of the ravages of the enemy and the efforts of hell.

O Blessed Host, I trust in You when the burdens
are beyond my strength and I find my efforts are fruitless.

O Blessed Host, I trust in You when storms toss my heart about
and my fearful spirit tends to despair.

O Blessed Host, I trust in You when my heart is about
to tremble and mortal sweat moistens my brow.

O Blessed Host, I trust in You when everything conspires against me
and black despair creeps into my soul.

O Blessed Host, I trust in You when my eyes will begin
to grow dim to all temporal things and, for the first time,
my spirit will behold the unknown worlds.

O Blessed Host, I trust in You when my tasks will be
beyond my strength and adversity will become my daily lot.

O Blessed Host I trust in You when the practice of virtue
will appear difficult for me and my nature will grow rebellious.

O Blessed Host, I trust in You when hostile blows
will be aimed against me.

O Blessed Host, I trust in You when my toils and efforts
will be misjudged by others.

O Blessed Host, I trust in You when Your judgments
will resound over me;
it is then that I will trust in the sea of Your mercy.

+ Most Holy Trinity,
I trust in Your infinite mercy. God is my Father and so I,
His child, have every claim to His divine Heart;
and the greater the darkness,
the more complete our trust should be.

Amen


 

After recording the prayer in her diary, she finished the entry for that date with this thought: “I do not understand how it is possible not to trust in Him who can do all things. With Him, everything; without Him, nothing. He is Lord. He will not allow those who have placed all their trust in Him to be put to shame.”

Your Testimony

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I have been asked to speak at a meeting of Christian Women at the end of May, so I have been praying and preparing outlines, contemplating about what in my faith journey might be helpful. 

Since I have the tendency to over-think everything, to prepare my talk, I have done an exhaustive retrospective on my life in writing and also recorded. This has really helped me to put things into perspective and to try to sort through a lot of things about my life. Sometimes an exercise like this brings light and connects the many “God-incidences” within your life that perhaps you never noticed. 

It can also be process that puts you out of your comfort zone, yet can be a very healing process. 

I was asked to put together a short bio about myself for their program to advertise their meeting. Nothing like having to talk about yourself — when one of the big virtues that I am working on is humility. It has always been a challenge to write about myself in a biography form. Anyway …

As much as I pray to the Holy Spirit and want to simply “WILL” an answer … It usually doesn’t just pop into my head. At least for me it doesn’t always. Sometimes God works in what seems to be indirect ways, yet they are VERY direct.

Case in point.

I stayed up late last night word-smithing my bio, trying to make it sound interesting and relevant to the audience. I was bleerly-eyed after I massaged the message to death and knew that I am never good proofing my own stuff until I have had a chance to step away from it and take a break. 

This morning, checking in to Facebook — to my amusement — one of those “memories” popped up on my feed. There is was staring me in the face:

With a comment along with it:

“You are here for somebody else. You were called for somebody else. The mission of Jesus on earth is finished, but we (Christians) are the continuation of His ministry. We are to shine for others. I need you and you need me. People are looking for witnesses. They are hungry and thirsty. Your mess becomes the message. People will never know the love of God unless they hear about Him. We have to step up.”

The Holy Spirit can be so obviously subtle!

Thank you God.

Amazing.