THOUGHTS FROM MOTHER ANGELICA ON SEEKING GOD FOR HELP: Your Will, my God, is beyond my comprehension. I so often rebel and cry out to You as if You did not hear. My soul looks for You and my rebellion builds up an invisible wall between us. My pride makes me think you have not heard my plea, or your justice has shut me off from seeing your Face. My poor soul is in turmoil at the thought of losing You. I am torn between the pride that rebels and the need that cries out for help. One part of me says that what is happening is unfair, unjust, cold and cruel and yet deep in the recesses of my soul there is that faint voice that assures me Your Will is holy, just and infinitely wise. My rebellion and my desire to do Your Will, totally vie with each other for the possession of my soul. I am numb with the struggle. My soul is parched and weary. I stand before Your holy, silent Presence, clinging to my desire to love You alone with all my heart—hoping You will not hear the turmoil nor see my misery. All the while I know it is this very wretched state that attracts Your Mercy and I cling to the anchor that is inscribed with the words, "My power is at its best in weakness." (2 Cor. 12:9)
Posted on: Wed, 12 Jun 2013 14:14:33 +0000
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