J.M.J.

MY SPECIAL RETREAT

MY DEAR LITTLE CHILDREN, HOW CAN I NOT SMILE

WHEN I SEE YOU HERE PRAYING WHILE MANY GOD DEFILE.

IN SPITE OF THE CROSSES THAT YOU HAVE BEEN ASKED TO BEAR,

YOU CONTINUE, DEAR CHILDREN, TO GATHER IN PRAYER.

EVEN THOUGH YOU GROW OLDER YOUR HEARTS ARE REBORN

AS THEY GLOW WITH GOD’S SPIRIT WHILE OTHERS GOD SCORN.

WHILE THE WORLD IS IN DARKNESS, YOU LIGHT UP THE SKY

WHEN YOU PRAY, MY DEAR CHILDREN, AND MY SON GLORIFY.

EACH WEDNESDAY, DEAR CHILDREN, IS MY SPECIAL RETREAT

AS I JOIN YOU, DEAR CHILDREN, AS TO PRAY HERE YOU MEET.

YOU ARE THE ROSE PETALS OF MY FRAGRANT BOUQUET

THAT ARE CLOSE TO MY HEART WHEN YOU GATHER TO PRAY.

“THY WILL BE DONE”

9-20-2004

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