Monday, July 19, 2010

Martha, Martha, Martha



My Jesus, come.  Maranatha.  Come into my home.  Occupy my every thought. Enter my heart.  Let me, like Mary, sit at Your feet and listen to Your Words.   Let me, like Martha, offer you my hospitality and love.  Correct me when I have allowed myself to be distracted or when I become resentful of others.  In that loving correction, Martha became a Saint.  Boldly, but humbly, I beg you my Lord, give me the grace to endure that which will make me a saint.  


Then Lord, help me to see in all people Your Most Holy Face, that I may likewise extend to them the same hospitality.   Let me serve with joy, and never grudgingly.  It is true that we can toil grudgingly.  We can serve grudgingly.  We can even, at times, Lord forgive us, pray grudgingly.  It is not possible to love grudgingly.  Mary chose the better part, not because she chose listening over doing, but because she chose love over resentment and grand-standing.  


Let all I do be done in this sweet spirit of being with You.  AMEN.


Immaculate Heart of Mary, pray for us now and at the hour of our death.  Amen.

1 comment:

  1. Oh please, let this pray be for me. I do so want to become a saint, but I have to admit that sometimes, I am very frightened that I won't be able to endure what must be endured to become a saint. I also don't want to go to purgatory, though I know that a lot of people go straight to Heaven without enduring at least SOME time in purgatory. I don't want to go there. I wish so much to go straight to Heaven. Please, as frightened as I am some times, please pray that I'll do what God asks of me, and that I'll be able to go straight to Him when I die.

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