The pain and the joy of the Eucharist
April 6, 2023
Dear Family of Mary!
Our Lady gave us this message which seems perfect for Holy Thursday:
July 2, 2015
I am calling you to spread the faith in my Son – your faith.
You, my children
illuminated by the Holy Spirit,
transmit it to others –
to those who do not believe,
who do not know,
who do not want to know –
but for that you must pray a lot
for the gift of love,
because love is the mark of true faith –
and you will be apostles of my love.
Love always, anew,
revives the pain and the joy of the Eucharist,
it revives the pain of the Passion of my Son,
by which He showed you what it means
to love immeasurably;
it revives the joy for having left you
His body and blood
to feed you with Himself –
and in this way,
to be one with you.
Looking at you with tenderness,
I feel immeasurable love
which strengthens me in my desire
to bring you to a firm faith.
Firm faith will give you
joy and happiness on earth
and in the end the encounter with my Son.
This is His desire.
live the light
that always illuminates you in the Eucharist.
I implore you to pray a lot for your shepherds,
to pray so as to have all the more love for them
because my Son gave them to you
to feed you with His body
and to teach you love.
Therefore, also you are to love them.
But, my children,
love means to endure and to give,
and never, ever to judge.
Here is one prayer that we can pray each day to prepare for Good Friday. In it we stay near Our Lady at the foot of the Cross:
At The Cross Her Station Keeping
At the cross her station keeping,
Stood the mournful Mother weeping,
Close to Jesus to the last.
Through her heart, his sorrow sharing,
All his bitter anguish bearing,
Now at length the sword has passed.
Oh, how sad and sore distressed
Was that Mother highly blest
Of the sole begotten One!
Christ above in torment hangs;
She beneath beholds the pangs
Of her dying, glorious Son.
Is there one who would not weep,
‘Whelmed in miseries so deep,
Christ’s dear Mother to behold?
Can the human heart refrain
From partaking in her pain,
In that Mother’s pain untold?
Bruised, derided, cursed, defiled,
She beheld her tender Child,
All with bloody scourges rent.
For the sins of his own nation,
Saw him hang in desolation
Till his spirit forth he sent.
O sweet Mother! fount of love,
Touch my spirit from above,
Make my heart with yours accord.
Make me feel as you have felt;
Make my soul to glow and melt
With the love of Christ, my Lord.
Holy Mother, pierce me through,
In my heart each wound renew
Of my Savior crucified.
Let me share with you his pain,
Who for all our sins was slain,
Who for me in torments died.
Let me mingle tears with thee,
Mourning him who mourned for me,
All the days that I may live:
By the cross with you to stay,
There with you to weep and pray,
This I ask of you to give.
Virgin of all Virgins best!
Listen to my fond request:
Let me share thy grief divine.
Mother may we pray with you all week long!
God bless you and keep you!!
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