He is all things to all people. Imagine that, if you can. I don’t know…
I give thanks to our God at every remembrance of you. I am so grateful for your continued prayers for my healing. Know that I am keeping each of you and your intentions in my daily prayers and I wish you a very blessed start to this new year.
This time of rest and physical healing gifts me with time of stillness and quiet to pray and reflect. And so, today’s letter is a brief reflection on my experience of speaking heart to Heart with Jesus hidden in the tabernacle.
Even after the night that Jesus miraculously healed my chronic physical and mental illness there was still much healing work to be done in my heart. I was drawn by the gentle yet overwhelming and irresistible force of His Love in the Eucharist.
I began going to daily Mass and found that I just could not leave the church afterwards. I spent every free moment I could find before the Tabernacle. I ran to my Jesus as often as I could even if it was just for 10 minutes between errands or picking up children. I found ways to be sure a Catholic Church was on my route.
Jesus told St. Faustina that from the throne of the tabernacle He wishes to enter our hearts.
“Behold, for you I have established a throne of mercy on earth — the tabernacle — and from this throne I desire to enter into your heart. I am not surrounded by a retinue or guards. You can come to Me at any moment, at any time; I want to speak to you and desire to grant you grace.”
And so He did; He entered my heart, as day after day I knelt, sat, adored, sobbed, rested, contemplated, and mostly just poured out my heart to Him, the One Whom my heart has loved. How healing it is to converse with my Beloved, with my Divine Healer, with my Lord and my God. His Words are spirit and life (John 6:63) and His conversation is sweetness itself. (The Song of Songs 5:16)
The Bridegroom of our souls desires to heal us, to sanctify our memories and our stories, to restore all that has been stolen from us, and to turn our ashes to beauty. He awaits our coming to Him for He is the Perfect Gentleman and restrains His desire to come to us until we have given our free consent and invited Him into the heart of our hearts.
And so, He waits… your Divine Bridegroom and Healer… Hidden in the Eucharist… singing to your heart… “My dove, hiding in the clefts of the rock, in the coverts of the cliff, show me your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet and your face is beautiful.” (The Song of Songs 2:14)
Come out of hiding; go to Jesus in the Tabernacle; find rest, safety, and healing in the “cleft of the rock” which is His Pierced Side, His Wounded Heart, so full of love for you.
“For you I descended from heaven to earth; for you I allowed Myself to be nailed to the cross; for you I let My Sacred Heart be pierced with a lance, thus opening wide the source of mercy for you. Come, then, with trust to draw graces from this fountain.” Jesus to St. Faustina
May Mary, Mystical Rose of God, enfold you and your dear ones in her mantle of comfort and protection and lead you ever closer to the Heart of her precious Son, our Beloved Jesus. I wish you a very blessed Christmas.
Together in His Heart,
Copyright 2021, Laura Ercolino