Monday, April 26, 2010

The Love of the Hearts of Jesus and Mary: "Study His Passion" by Rita Ring

July 28, 1994

Title:  Study His Passion

R.  Think of how we ponder and look at our wounds. Oh, a splinter in my finger! Look what they did to our Savior during the scourging: raw flesh, unexamined. Such harsh treatment to our Savior God! Does my brother hurt my feelings with a word? What a baby I am to hold on to it forever and months later to still be harboring the hurt!

    Christ showed us the way, He was brutally beaten and not a whimper. He was led away, His head and eyes cast low, His crown of thorns penetrating His head, with the trickling of blood surrounding His face and head. He went as the innocent lamb, led to the slaughter. He showed us the way to accept our crosses. He carried His, even when He fell under it. He did not throw it back or try to relieve Himself, He collapsed under it, still holding on.


     How do I carry my cross? Do I complain and try to alleviate the pain by giving it to you, do I try to get out of it completely, or do I realize that He is allowing me to experience this and accept it as He did?

    He left with each of us the story of His passion. It is in meditating on this I learn about my beloved Master, and how to be more like Him. Study His passion and death. No one gave Him bandages for His wounds. I am receiving the fruits for meditating on His wounds. One wound, what a story, what a lesson for my life: He was battered from head to toe, not to mention the mental suffering, the heartache. So much to meditate on, to learn more about my precious lover. This is His love given for us, each wound graciously accepted out of such love for me.

     No little love does He have that He, my precious Savior, my most ardent lover, suffered every wound, every slander, every heartache, everything done to Him to His death on the cross for love of ME!

    How does He love me? He loves me this way: He loves me in His aching shoulder. He loves me as He carried His cross. He loves me so much He carried the cross until He literally collapsed under its weight. His love is undying. His love is enduring. His love is the love of God, beyond all human comprehension. His love is. He showed us during His life and resurrection His undying love. His life, given for love of me!

Jesus:  To My very death, I loved you, My sweet and faithful child. This is not a myth, this is reality. Tell them. Tell them all, for love of them I died so they would rise to new life and be forever with Me in heaven!

    The battle is done, the victory is won. Your life lived for love of Me gives you pass into My kingdom. Spread the good news. Shout it from the rooftops. Hold not back one word from your lips that Jesus is Lord and He is truly risen!  You will rise to new life if you love and serve the Lord. It is in your preaching of this Gospel, you will help others to go to heaven. By My death and resurrection, you will live forever.

    I am the Good Shepherd. I know mine and mine know Me. Follow Me. Meditate on My ways. My ways are the ways to peace and love in your hearts. My ways are the ways that lead to everlasting life.

    It is in meditating on My passion you realize more fully My immense love given for you. I Love You, Child, to My Very Own Death! Ponder My life, My ways, pray the rosary, meditate on My passion, My life given for love of you!

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