Dear God,

Help me to see you in the small things. Help me not to strive for big things, but for little things. Help me to find contentedness in being small. Help me to know you are watching over me. Mold me, shape me, fill me with your color and life. Thank you that you are wisdom and truth. Thank you that you are light and life. You give my heart joy, that it may praise you. You make it leap, even in the dark places. Be with me always, my Creator and my God.

Your child

Posted Sun, Apr 04, 2010 under /helps category [permanent link]

I confess to almighty God, and to you my brothers and sisters, that I have sinned through my own fault, in my thoughts and in my words, in what I have done, and in what I have failed to do; and I ask blessed Mary, ever virgin, all the angels and saints, and you, my brothers and sisters, to pray for me to the Lord our God.

Lord, I am broken, fix me.
My ears are deaf, help me to hear.
My eyes are blind, help me to see.
My heart is hardened, help me to love.
Lord, reach out with your healing hand, and remake me in your image.

O my God, I firmly believe that you are one God in three Persons, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. I believe that your divine Son became man and died for our sins and that he will come to judge the living and the dead. I believe these and all the truths which the Holy Catholic Church teaches because you have revealed them who are eternal truth and wisdom, who can neither deceive or be deceived. In this faith I intend to live and die. Amen.

O Jesus! meek and humble of heart, Hear me
From the desire of being esteemed, Deliver me Jesus.
From the desire of being loved, ...
From the desire of being extolled, ...
From the desire of being honored, ...
From the desire of being praised, ...
From the desire of being preferred to others, ...
From the desire of being consulted, ...
From the desire of being approved, ...
From the fear of being humiliated, ...
From the fear of being despised, ...
From the fear of suffering rebukes, ...
From the fear of being calumniated, ...
From the fear of being forgotten, ...
From the fear of being ridiculed, ...
From the fear of being wronged, ...
From the fear of being suspected, ...

That others may be loved more than I, Jesus grant me the grace to desire it.
That others may be esteemed more than I, ...
That in the opinion of the world others may increase and I may decrease, ...
That others may be chosen and I set aside, ...
That others may be praised and I unnoticed, ...
That others may be preferred to me in everything, ...
That others become holier than I, provided that I may become as holy as I should, ...

O Greatly Merciful God, Infinite Goodness, today all humanity calls out from the abyss of its misery to your mercy--to your compassion, O God, and it is with its mighty voice of misery that it cries out. Gracious God, do not reject the prayer of this earth's exiles! O Lord, Goodness beyond our understanding, who are acquainted with our misery through and through, and know that by our own power, we cannot ascend to you, we implore you: anticipate us with your grace and keep on increasing your mercy in us, that we may faithfully do your holy will all through our life and at death's hour. Let the omnipotence of your mercy shield us from the darts of our salvation's enemies, that we may, with confidence as your children, await your final coming--that day known to you alone; and we expect to obtain everything promised us by Jesus in spite of our wretchedness. For Jesus is our hope! Through his merciful heart as through an open gate we pass through to heaven. Amen.

Soul of Christ, sanctify me
Body of Christ, save me
Blood of Christ, inebriate me
Water from the side of Christ, wash me
Passion of Christ, strengthen me
O good Jesus, hear me
Within your wounds, hide me
Separated from Thee, let me never be
From the evil one, protect me
At the hour of my death, call me
Close to Thee, bid me
That with all the saints, I may praise Thee
Praise you forever and forever, Amen.

Remember, O most gracious Virgin Mary, that never was it known that anyone who fled to your protection, implored your help, or sought your intercession was left unaided. Inspired with this confidence, I fly unto you, O Virgin of virgins, my Mother. To you do I come, before you I stand, sinful and sorrowful. O Mother of the Word incarnate, despise not my petitions, but in your mercy hear and answer me. Amen.