Write: I am thrice Holy, and I detest the smallest sin. I cannot love a soul which is stained with sin; but when it repents, there is no limit to my generosity toward it. My mercy embraces and justifies it. With my mercy, I pursue sinners along their paths, and my heart rejoices when they return to me. I forget the bitterness with which they fed my heart and rejoice at their return.
Tell sinners that no one shall escape my hand; if they run away from My Merciful Heart, they will fall into My Just Hands. Tell sinners that I am always waiting for them, that I listen intently to the beating of their heart...when will it beat for me? Write, that I am speaking to them through their remorse of conscience, through their failures and sufferings, through thunderstorms, through the voices of the church. And if they bring all My Graces to naught, I began to be angry with them, leaving them alone and gicing them what they want.
Chinese New Year
8 years ago