Today, in response to a question about my ailing country, St. Therese of Lisieux spoke to my heart,
Let us go forward in peace, our eyes fixed on Heaven, the one goal of all our works.
It was telling. I had begun to fret once more – which meant that my eyes had strayed from heaven. I needed to keep busy. So, I asked God, What do You want me to do?
This time, another saint I cherish, St. Margaret Mary Alacoque, brought me heaven’s whisper,
The Heart of Jesus is closer to you when you suffer than when you are full of joy.
Whatever I do, it must not be to flee from this suffering, or to ask that it be lifted. That will come, but for now, I must suffer this pain, with my eyes on heaven, in patience and hope.
And one day, through the intercession of all the saints who are family to me, the miracle of a new dawn will finally break, truly and resolutely, over my country.
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