Turn to any page of St. Faustina's Diary, and you'll find spiritual gems. Like this one:
I was in a misty place full of fire in which there was a great crowd of suffering souls. They were praying fervently, but to no avail, for themselves; only we can come to their aid (Diary, 20).
My daughter, all your miseries have been consumed in the flame of My love, like a little twig thrown into a roaring fire.
Turn to any page of St. Faustina's Diary, and you'll find spiritual gems. Like this one:
Do you ever find your mind wandering while trying to meditate during prayer, such as during the Divine Mercy Chaplet?