ACT OF OBLATION
Lord Jesus,
I unite myself
to your perpetual,
unceasing,
universal sacrifice.
I offer myself to you
every day of my life
and every moment of every day
according to your most holy and
adorable will.
You have been the victim of my salvation;
I wish to be the victim of your love.
Accept my desire,
take my offering, graciously hear my prayer.
Let me live for love of you; let me die for love of you; let my last heartbeat be an act of
perfect love!

Mother Therese

(A CONTEMPORARY INTERPRETATION)
Lord Jesus,
I want to take part in your brokenness:
The brokenness you experienced in your life among us,
The brokenness you endured on the cross,
The brokenness you chose as a sign of your presence with us in the Eucharist.
I want to follow you every day in this way.
As you were broken for those you love,
Let me be broken too.
Let my desire to follow you,
To do things your way,
Bear fruit.
Let your brokenness be evident in my living and in my dying.
Let my very heartbeat express my love for you to the end,
O broken brother Jesus.

Barbara Regan, r.c.

GOODNESS
I had, a few days ago, an insight which consoled me very much.

It was during my thanksgiving, when I was making a few reflections upon the goodness of God, and how should one not think of this at such a time, of that infinite goodness, uncreated goodness, the source of all goodness! And without this there would be no goodness whatsoever, whether in man or in other creatures.

I was extremely touched by these reflections when I saw written as in letters of gold this word “Goodness,” which I repeated for a long time with indescribable sweetness. I beheld it, I say, written upon all creatures, animate and inanimate, rational or not, all bore the name of goodness,
I saw it upon the chair that served as a prie-dieu.

I understood then that all these creatures have of good and all the services and assistance that we receive from each of them is a benefit which we owe to the goodness of our God who has communicated to them something of his infinite goodness so that we may meet it in
everything and everywhere.

Mother Therese

COME, HOLY SPIRIT,
companion in our waiting

wisdom in our unknowing
comfort in our grief.

Should we be groping in darkness,
may it be only your cloud
overshadowing us
to bring us to birth.

Should our hearts shrink in fear,
send your tongues of fire
to make them bold.

And when the familiar has lost its welcome,
then breathe us into your future,
and be there
waiting to embrace us.

AMEN

Sister Rose Hoover, rc

Connectedness

The heavens are telling the glory of God;
And the firmament proclaims God’s handiwork.
Day to day pours forth speech,
and night to night declares knowledge.
There is no speech, nor are there words;
their voice is not heard;
Yet their voice goes out through all the earth,
and their words to the end of the world.
Psalm 19;1-4