To pray.

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Monk in a Monastery, Catel

My dear friend.. What I learned today:

- talking to God is praying

- God has wanted me to pray for certain souls, most unknown to me.. they have been dependent on me for prayer, but I didn’t know it (who know any of these things? ..‘tis Faith.. a knowing..). I’m thinking of Paul saying he makes up for what lacks in the Body of Christ: certainly Christ wants for nothing, but as members of His Body, we’re destined to live and pray for one another.. hence, love God, love neighbor. The purest, most selfless form of this love for neighbor is disinterested love.. one where we do for someone with absolutely no expectation of ever receiving anything in return. The desire for a return simply doesn’t exist. It’s more elevated than unrequited love, a selfish, painful love that wounds from that prideful stance of I deserves to be loved! The disinterested lover (friend), goes nowhere near that. As a lowly servant, a nobody who happens to cross your orbit, I know I’m undeserving of anything for any number of reasons.. that don’t matter. The issue is you. Have I loved you, neighbor, in its purest, most selfless form of sacrificing my time, thought, love.. have I prayed for you? Knowing I would not know in this lifetime if my prayer could even help? But.. that’s where Faith comes in, and love for Our Saviour. I give it to Him & I shall never, ever have to worry.. or, better, yet, His Mother, who I have full confidence to taking my little, puny prayer and placing it where it needs to be. My prayer matters, but doesn’t matter. And I move on.

I’ve not don’t this so much, you see.. thy has become clear to me.. more and more clear everyday.🔥

- I have to go on with our business of becoming a Saint. Which means more and more simplification.. so much is noise & externals, my own & the world. It’s back to prayer for me.

- Last night, I was given a gift, a great grace.. what it is, I don’t know yet, but I am excited to find out what it is and how to use it.. It is not for me, but for me for other souls. This makes me think of how we should be for every singular grace we are given.. every breath, every heartbeat, every morning, every delicious taste, every good read.. our great gratitude must happen now & not tomorrow. I pray I please God.. (please pray for me).

- There are too many words in the world, too much unnecessary thought, too much wandering to take in everything. I’ve known this for awhile now.. which is why I’ve been hesitant, so silent: why in the world would o want to throw in with the mix? Mine is different, I know.. I whisper in corners, a model of how to see, what can be seen. I’ve learned I don’t want to teach.. I’m not meant to teach catechism, moral theology to anyone through my writing. This explains why I never reference any Saint, my writing isn’t sourced, and I don’t waste time trying to prove I’m catechized and have already imbibed anything and everything you’d probably find on NewAdvent.org. In soul-years, I am a very, very old Catholic & I’ve no one to prove this to except.. God when I give my return for the knowledge & wisdom & Love He has given me. I know I will not add to the chaos because I will forever fly under everyone’s radar, o am destined to stay hidden. So, whomever this is for, this is for.. like a prayer, it’s thrown out in confidence, in great live, asking God to enliven someone’s life.. the world is so hard, Lord, let me relive someone’s Passion, just for a moment.

- This is prayer: an uplifting of the heart & True Belief (Faith) in God’s Presence, that He is near, that He listens. Prayer is as free as grace, there are no rules about it, I cannot err, nor condemn myself, the way I choose to do it now is good enough.. because I am reaching out to God Who helps me pray now, Who will help me the next time I pray, and the next time, and the next.. I’ve no choice but to improve my prayer, and even then, I’ve no control over it, God will make it better for me, just by His Presence & by sharing my mind, my soul, my thoughts, my very heart with Him, He makes me (and my prayer) better. A positive outcome if I just keep up my prayerful habit. I just need to love.. and think of who I love in Love.. and ask.

- The Great Paradox: to sit at the feet of Wisdom, to not hear or intuit anything, but to believe I am at the font of All Knowing, For All Ages and All Time.. then to come away knowing my souls knows something my mind doesn’t just amazes me. It satisfies me, greatly. That’s what I came away with whole kneeling before the Tabernacle before Holy Mass today. This is where I am meant to be for all Eternity, and.. we’ll, o couldn’t think about it.. I don’t understand it. It’s just Right. .. and my search for wisemen has definitely ended. I am content with who He has given me, but especially Himself. God has given me Himself. How can I even understand that? The more I don’t know, the more He gives. I am like His little child whose puny efforts charm Him? So He lavishes more and lore attention & love & gifts (time, thought, Love), upon me. What’s wonderful to know is that I am not alone in this He la O’Shea this upon you as well.. so, no, I thank God, but I al not bragging.. He does this with everyone.. so Great is our God, so dear is Our Heavenly Father.

- Restored mystical sight is observing what God has placed in front of you and extracting His meaning.. trusting in it, and doing your best in doing Good, making Beautiful, a song in Truth.. fulfilling His Holy Will. This is mysticism, living a mystical life on Christ, observing, communicating via actions, movements of the heart in response to the path He lays out in Love.. for my sake, for the good of my soul. It’s living rhe mystery of our unseen God, the God the world rejects, the Hidden God Who reveals Himself to little ones. I love listening for Him, watching for Him, with eyes that have not seen, ears that have not heard..

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Eternal Summer sings in my mind just now, my friend. All the while, this has been a prayer.. this, I knew.

What You have so graciously granted me, bestow upon my friends.. more and more, as they are more worthy than me..

All my love.

❤️

in Love,
your veronica

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In Spiritu Tuo, ad gloriam Patris. 9.16.2023, Sts. Cornelius and Cyprian.