"The one who showed him mercy.”


Oh, Divine Mercy in my soul. There is no greater gift than Christ's love for me, a poor sinner. God's mercy far surpasses anything the human mind is capable of imagining; like the edges of the universe, its boundaries are limitless. Repeatedly I fall, yet there is beauty and glory in that my bridegroom, my Lord, waits for me so that He can offer a forgiveness unlike any other. For I am but a mere speck of dust, but to Him, I am ravishing. 

Lord, help me be like you, my Rabbi, to share mercy with others. My heart is like stone, but you can melt it with a fire that sets the weakest spirit ablaze with new life. You share Peace, even after being denied, ridiculed, and abandoned. May I know your patience and compassion! Christ, let me know your fervor, so that your sacrifice is never in vain. With gratitude, help me to recognize you in every being I encounter. Let me know your courage, to go to the depths of darkness to share a light that will never extinguish. May I grasp confidence in all your ways, that You always know best for me, even when I struggle to understand the value of forgiving another. 

Through your Mercy, we are reconciled as belonging to You. We become one in the Kingdom of the Glory of God. Forever and always, may we know Mercy. 



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