I’ve been working my way through one of the loveliest Advent prayer and meditation guides I’ve encountered in years: Behold, by Sr. Miriam James Heidland, SOLT.
Category: Shards of My Soul
column by Maria Burns
Thanks-living in the moment
For now, take heart that my ability to understand His plan for me, accept it even when I don’t understand it, and truly believe in His love for me continues to grow — as does my capacity to live more of my life in the moment.
In the arms of an angel
I certainly need Divine Mercy, and I pray the Rosary every day . . . but I’ve decided the ones who perhaps get very little press are the Holy Guardian Angels. I’m guessing their humility would preclude them from filing a complaint over this, but it hardly seems fair to me. These loving and hopelessly devoted spirits are on the job 24/7/365 from our conception until death; I know for a fact that mine has put in a ridiculous amount of OT in the last 63 years.
There is always a pit stop
God knows where we are on our spiritual highway, be it the slow lane, the passing lane, or still on the shoulder with a flat.
The ultimate surrender
You see, every time I approach this exercise, I ask Abba, Son, and Holy Spirit for direction; in essence, my prayer is more or less, “What do You want to say through me?”
By way of introduction . . .
“Brittle” . . . “hard” . . . allow me to throw in “fragile” . . . each has at least temporarily fit my soul like Cinderella’s slipper — depending on the crisis at hand.
Venite adoremus, dominum
What I can tell you is that Adoration is truly transforming in an almost stealth manner . . . like the marriage that isn’t skyrockets, but rather the slow and steady fire.
A love heretofore unseen
Ask Mother to show you her love for you. She will never disappoint.
The Personal Leap Year
If my trek down this spiritual road can lift the heart of even one person, I’m willing to share. To be sure, I’ll deepen my own faith in the process.