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Last weekend was the Solemnity of Divine Mercy, which always falls on the Sunday after Easter. It is one of my favorite celebrations of the Church and the beautiful prayers, especially the Chaplet of Divine Mercy, always brings me to tears when it is sung. This year I was especially looking forward to this day
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I sit in the silence contemplating this solemn time of Holy Week. It has begun, the way of suffering; it is the path to the resurrection. This is the way that Jesus walked, and it is the way I am to walk. He needed no help from us in saving us, without Him, we can
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In the center of my being my heart is open to You, my Lord and my God. I desire to keep the flame burning with the precious oil of prayer, that never ceases. In the silence of my heart, I offer You my prayers, and like fragrant incense, I desire them to be pleasing to
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This past weekend I attended a silent retreat in a beautiful setting surrounded by tall trees, a serene lake, and beautiful grounds. The weather was still a little cold, so I only went outside one of the days for a walk down to the lake and sat awhile on a park bench with the sun
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As I was sitting in a chapel that I was visiting last weekend, I noticed under the pew that one of the tiles was cracked. It was visible to me because it was in front of me, but hidden from everyone else. I felt God speak to me, “My daughter, I see your wounds that
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