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The child called and the Father heard
and He rushed to her rescue

And this is how freedom tastes like
To be free from hatred
To be free from the heavy chains of the devil
To be able to love again
To love Your creatures

I love You, my Lord
I love You with all my heart

Thank you for delivering me from this distress
Thank you and i love You
i love You
i love You
I love You

There’s so much joy and no word can describe my joy adequately

I missed the chance
And I asked for another chance for your flower and I to reconcile
And immediately you have given me another opportunity
Recognizing the opportunity as an answer to my prayer
I quickly grabbed it

O Father, i thank You
i love You!

You know my human nature is weak
I don’t know when will i fall again
Sustain me with Your grace and i will be fine
I need only Your grace

I hope not to fall again
But, even if i fall again, i know Your grace will help me to stand up again
Falling teaches me to be humble and be docile to Your grace
And so I rely only on Your grace

Let my eyes be fixed on You
Then, even if i should fall again, Your loving gaze will help me to stand up again

I love You
I love You
I love You with all my heart, all my soul, all my mind and all my strength

Yes, i will love with all my strength

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my God, I love You!!!
You must have heard my prayer
You must have
You must have
I love You! I love You!!!

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dear Lord my God,
I can hear you.
You call me through all channels
You speak to me through all channels

Do you love me that much?
I am just a clump of dust
A clump of dust that is incapable of loving the way You do
Why do you love this clump of dust…

Your little clump of dust was in distress
You heard Your dust and flown to her rescue
You, the Almighty, pursuing this little clump of dust

In my helplessness i heard Your voice
tenderly and lovingly You called me
You called me by my name
What is this clump of dust that You even called her by name

Your little clump of dust have heard Your voice
But she is incapable of responding to that call
She wept and wept
How she wished to run to You and throw herself into Your arms
and spend the eternity gazing at Your loving eyes
She knows that there is no love in her eyes
Only hurt and hatred
How can she look into Your loving eyes with that tainted eyes

And yet in my helplessness
Your unwavering love is my only hope
And i give thanks to You for allowing me to recognize Your voice amidst of the noise
For this clump of dust is Your lamb
Even the dusty lamb recognizes the voice of its shepherd

“With My mercy, I pursue sinners along all their paths…”

Pursue me, this clump of dust, heal my heart so that it is capable of loving again. Pursue me, my Lord, until i return to You, so that Your heart will be filled with joy.

divine_65_i am thrice holy, and detest the smallest sin

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Dear shepherd, call my name, call my name again…


what Your flower did to me has caused me great distress.
I was deeply affected as i struggled to do Your will.

But, Papa, those distress has lessened a lot.
Most of the time, i don’t even feel it.
It isn’t because my wound has healed,
but because my heart has hardened and become numb.

Such numbness terrifies me, Papa.
It frees me from the pain that Your flower has inflicted on me.
But, it has drawn me away from You.
The moment the pain disappeared,
the connection between You and i disappeared too.
I no longer yearns to do Your will.
I am frustrated.
My heart is full of hatred and frustration.
This terrifies me, Papa.
I can’t feel You.

I would rather be in pain than to be distant from You.
When the pain was so intense, I can feel Your presence,
and that makes me feel secure.
No pain is unbearable as long as You are close to me
because the pain was a result of the heart that loves and yearned to do Your will.

Dear Lord, my God,
You, the one who loves without getting tired,
You, the one with unfathomable love and mercy,
make haste and come to me.
Call my name and touch my hardened heart.
Only Your earnest and tender voice can revive this frozen heart of mine,
so that it can beat for you once more.

What a weak and lousy heart huh?
Easily hardened and frozen…
What have i to offer that does not fade or wither?
Even my heart is not fit to be a good offering to You.

Indeed, Your love is divine.
You love the sinners as much as the saints.
You have come for the sinners and even died for the sinners.
Who has that kind of love?
Indeed, Your love is divine.

Teach me that love again, my Lord, my Master, my God, my Love.
I throw my heart into the furnace of Your love.
Purify it, my Lord,
so that it loves the way You love.
Let me love until it hurts, and still love.
Revive my heart so that it beats again,
beats as it echoes the voice of Your tender love.



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It is so hard to do Your will.

I don’t know why must Your flower do all those nasty things to me.

The devil wants me to hate and curse.

But, Papa, I don’t want to hate and curse.

It is so hard to resist hatred.

Help me, so that i will always be obedient to Your will,

let me be a reflection of Your love,

haiz, Papa, help me!

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To truly love you with all my heart, with all my mind and all my soul requires me to use all my strength to fight against the beast…… so that i can be entirely Yours

Papa, i cried out with a loud voice so that you may hear me and come to my rescue.

I cried out to You and You heard me
I can see Your hand
I can see the help that You have sent

It’s so hard, Papa
Your flower, Your beloved flower…
I don’t know what to do with Your flower

Now i know what does it mean to love You with all my strength
I use all my strength to love You
to make Your will as my will
and Your will is tough
It is tough but i can’t give up
I can’t quit
for Your will is the perfect goodness
which i can’t resist

Now i know why love requires strength
so much strength
till the last drop of my energy
To truly love you with all my heart, with all my mind and all my soul requires me to use all my strength to fight against the beast so that i can be entirely Yours

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my Lord and my God, my King, I gaze at Your portrait of Divine Mercy and wonder if You find it hard to love that flower too?

I know the answer and I know what You want of me. You want me to love without getting tired of loving.

It is in this intense pain that I feel so close to You, so close to Your heart, Your heart that loves without getting tired.

This cross burdens me and the thorns cut through my flesh. This pain is like a mirror that allows me to see my inadequacy, it shows me that i am far from Your likeness. Oh, how i wish to be like You!

St. Michael the Archangel, defend us in battle!


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