Prayer for a Visit to the Blessed Sacrament by St. Alfonsus Liguori

On Holy Thursday, sitting before my loving Lord in His Blessed Sacrament, I was privileged to pray with my mom’s Adoration Holy Hour prayer book from 1934. I felt like she was holding it with me, turning every page. The timelessness of our faith…the truth that in prayer we breach time and space as God lifts us up into His Heart to experience His love for us…the grace this brings into the world…truly there are no other people more blessed on the earth than the Catholics sitting in front of His Blessed Sacrament.

What if today were your last? 

What comes to mind when asked, “What if today were your last?” Some people would try to cram as many pleasurable experiences as possible into their last 24 hours. “I’m going to do what I want!”. Others might prepare their will and other legal documents, relieving their loved ones of some burden and complications post-death. Still others would spend every moment with their loved ones telling and showing their love for them. But what about God—does He enter your mind?

People don’t die for a cracker!

People don’t die for a cracker. They die for a Savior. In 2000 years since Jesus gave us His Church, the known and unknown martyrs who gave their ‘all’ for Him is countless. And they died not for the concept of a savior but for THE Savior Himself. Today we honor and celebrate the love that overflows from Jesus’ Sacred Heart.

Created for Covenant

To be an Easter people is to be a people of the Covenant because Jesus is the new covenant of God with His people. God wants every person on earth in this covenant with Him, but to bring people to Him we first must ourselves have that relationship in place…

He allowed…

Lessons from St. Joseph: Caeser demanded a census. Joseph takes Mary (pregnant with Jesus) to Bethlehem to be counted, but finds no room in which to stay. The earthly father whom Jesus Himself had chosen for this very moment, allowed the Queen of Heaven and Redeemer of the world to be sheltered in a cold, stale, smelly cave. Joseph didn’t just accept Providence. He embraced its mystery.