I’ve been in Ireland for 7 weeks now and am beginning to settle into a routine in this country. Sometimes it’s hard. Sometimes it’s awesome. Thus is life. 🙂
As I become more comfortable and settled, I am reminded of the need to seek God’s mercy in the every day. Especially as I enter into Lent, I’ve been trying to refocus myself. I want every single action I take be out of love for Christ. Easier said than done!
But, after all, it’s our habitual actions that make us saints.
The days when everything feels mundane.
The days when faith becomes mere habit and lacks meaning.
The days when we wonder if this life is all we are meant for.
These are the days that make us saints.
Finding wonder in the habit, finding joy in the mundane…this is what makes us saints.
One of the quickest morning offerings that I’ve been praying lately is simple. It’s only one sentence, in fact.
Today, O Lord, let my heart become a holocaust to your merciful love.
Though this imagery may seem violent, it really reconciles with me. It really illustrates how we must die to ourselves in order to live in Christ. I want God to rip my heart open and heal it with His love.
Everything flows through God’s merciful love. We cannot become saints without opening our hearts to His healing love. We must share in His mercy and allow it to transform us even as we perform simple everyday actions. It is this love that gives meaning to every single action of our lives.
Do the dishes for God. Make your bed for God. Give each step you take to Christ. Let the mercy of God always be at work in you.
St. Faustina writes,
One thing alone is necessary; that the sinner set ajar the door of his heart, be it ever so little, to let in a ray of God’s merciful grace, and then God will do the rest.
No other words needed. 🙂