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September 1, 1994
Title: Do I Realize My Intense Worth to Him
R. There stood Mary, under her Son's cross. Her face, weeping, horror, distorted. We cannot comprehend! She watched the brutal death of her beloved One, hanging and calling out from the cross!
In His anguish, He had perfect peace. See Him there hanging, nails in His hands, badly bruised, bloodied, swollen, His body one tremendous wound, stripped, almost to the point of death. He told Mary that John was her beloved son and He told her that she was his Mother. He loved us so much He gave us His Mother.
His thoughts always were for us - He gave us His Mother! He could have, at the last moment, stopped it all, but He accepted His very own death in ardent love of us. He truly gave the last beat of His Heart, the last drop of His blood, so that we may have everlasting salvation.
Oh, my Jesus, who am I that You love me so much. How lightly do I take this great gift, the gift of His very own life given for me, the blood in His veins, His flesh! Do I realize my intense worth to Him? Oh, my Jesus, do I realize how You, Jesus Christ, give me Your life in the Eucharist this very day! Jesus, You died for me and You rose to give me new life in You.
Oh, my Savior, wash me, cleanse me. Spirit, open my eyes to see as You want me to see all the truths I need to see for greater union with You! I am totally Yours, Lord, through the Immaculate Heart of Your Mother forever. Place me in the most tenderest place in Your Sacred Heart.
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