Turn to any page of St. Faustina’s Diary, and you’ll find spiritual gems, like this one: Thursday. Although I was very tired today, I nevertheless resolved to make a Holy Hour. I could not pray, nor could I remain kneeling, but I remained in prayer for a whole hour and united myself in spirit with those souls who are already worshiping God in the perfect way. [Then Jesus said to me,] Your prayer is extremely pleasing to Me (Diary, 691).
Turn to any page of St. Faustina’s Diary and you’ll find spiritual gems. Like this one: When I started the Holy Hour, I wanted to immerse myself in the agony of Jesus in the Garden of Olives.
My daughter, all your miseries have been consumed in the flame of My love, like a little twig thrown into a roaring fire.
How do you treat the poor? Turn to any page of St. Faustina's Diary, and you'll find spiritual gems. Like this one: