Christmas Eve,a night of great abundance
Rising early every morning, I start out by greeting our Lord and Mary and my Sweet Guardian Angel. Thanking each for watching over me while I slept and then proceed to my prayers (and coffee). I take it, as messages for my day, and for my Spiritual growth, that if I read from more than two sources, the same thing, word or paragraph, that that is God talking to me. Advising me, teaching me a lesson that I must use as a Spiritual tool in my life.
Today, for instance, over and over, I read His words to "not worry and just pray". He knows me so well. He knows I worry lots of times needlessly. But He always comes to my rescue with gentle thoughts of Peace for my eyes to read or see. I try so hard, to listen for His voice, but get so distracted. I pray for the distractions to go away and for a moment they do but then they return. It's a constant battle. Even at my Holy hour. I'm too impatient, I think. Even in the solitude of that sweet hour, I allow my mind to overthink. Maybe He just wants me to look at Him up on that beloved altar in the Holy Monstrance, and just keep telling Him that I love Him. Because that is what I resort to doing. The funny thing is, is that I never ever get discouraged if I don't hear His sweet voice. He soothes me instead. He knows I'm a more visual person, so that's how He talks to me. There will be a certain prayer of the day, or random book that I come across. As I open it, I asked Him to speak to me and He surely does.
Today, over and over, He's telling me to not worry. To just keep praying and surrendering. So that's what I'm going to do.
With everything that's coming about in our world, we need someone to tell us to keep calm or not to worry. I'm going to listen to our Lord. I'm going to follow Him, for He is my Shepherd. I'm going to place myself as the little lamb upon His shoulders. Ah! Finally. True Peace.