Today I felt alive. I didn't feel lost, hopeless, weighed down, anxious or smothered -- I felt an anticipation and excitement for no known thing and a deep rooted feeling of sweet peace. I had loads of work to do but I felt alive. Why? Prayer. Finally broken from the cage of dry, senseless prayer (rather, a lack of), I am slowly but surely beginning to feel again. To feel the tugs on my heart, the lightness of mind and presence of soul and Savior. Prayer unites us to reality -- the the One who is Truth (that which is real) itself. Everything else falls into place.
"Divine Infant Jesus, I know You love me and would never leave me. I thank You for Your close Presence in my life.
Miraculous Infant, I believe in Your promise of peace, blessings, and freedom from want. I place every need and care in Your hands.
Lord Jesus, may I always trust in Your generous mercy and love. I want to honor and praise You, now and forever.
Amen."
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