St. Maria Faustina Kavalska, Diary, Divine Mercy in My Soul.

O eternal love, you command your sacred image to be painted and reveal to us the inconceivable fount of mercy.

You bless whoever approaches your rays, and a soul, all black, will turn into snow.

O sweet Jesus, it is here you establish the throne of your mercy, to bring joy and hope to sinful man.

From your open heart, as from a pure fount, flows comfort to a repentant heart and soul.

May praise and glory for this image never cease to stream from man's soul.

May praise of God's mercy pour from every heart, now and at every hour, forever and ever.

Oh my God, when I look into the future, I am frightened.

But why plunge into the future? Only the present moment is precious to me,

as the future may never enter my soul at all. It is no longer in my power to change, correct, or add to the past,

for neither sages nor prophets could do that.

And so what the past has embraced, I must entrust to God.

O present moment, you belong to me, whole and entire.

I desire to use you as best I can, and although I am weak and small, you grant me the grace

of your omnipotence.

And so, trusting in your mercy, I walk through life like a little child, offering you

each day this heart, burning with love for your greater glory.

J.M.J. Jesus, Mary and Joseph, God and souls, King of mercy, guide my soul. St.

Maria Faustina of the Blessed Sacrament.

Vilnius July 28, 1934.

O my Jesus, because of my trust in you, I weave thousands of garlands, and I know that they will all blossom.

And I know that they will all blossom when God's sun will shine on them.

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