Out of My Journal

My life history is a salvation story from beginning to end. There is nothing that is not salvific.

Everything belongs to the story God is writing in my life, the deed of salvation
God and God alone is bringing about.

Even though “I was once dead in my sins,” the fullness of God, who in his power raised Jesus from the dead, now fills me:

He united me into the very life of Christ.
Saved me by his wonderful grace.
Raised me up with Christ.
With Christ, as one with him, I am now co-seated in the glorious perfection of the heavenly Kingdom.

With such great love does my God love me.
(Ephesians 2:1-6)

Abandon the basic struggle of the ego

Abandon the basic struggle of the ego.

See situations as they are. Acknowledge “what is.” The light and the dark. The good and the bad. All accepted with openness and trust.

Give up your demands that life be a certain way and give you specific things.

Learn to trust that you do not need to secure your ground yourself.

Each difficult situation is a delightful opportunity to demonstrate your richness, your wealth, filled with trust and overflowing joy.

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What God is assuring me of today…

Life is reliable because the Father is reliable. He is the root of our life, the horizon of our existence, the guarantee of our eternal joy, the hand that shields us in whatever life throws at us. But our life, our life hid in the Father, lived in the shadow of his beloved Son’s cross, is secure, always and forever, today and tomorrow, whatever comes our way.

A Page from My Journal: Old bones…

You keep saying: our bones are dry, our hope is gone, we are done for….

“I am not going to open your graves;
I shall raise you up from your graves and lead you back to the soil of Israel.

And you shall know that I AM THE LORD.

I will put my spirit in you
you will revive
I will resettle you on your own soil.

You shall know that I HAVE DONE THIS.”

The days are tired, my bones ache. A barren branch surrounded by the cold, brittle in the frozen snow. Sorrow and death swirls around the news I read. Confusion. What can I do. What can I be in the midst of such pain borne by my sisters, burden carried by my brothers….

Nothing. Only the one who proclaims I AM THE LORD will be the one to save us. He alone will announce I HAVE DONE THIS. Then I shall know that I am not God. Then we shall know that we are not God. That we need our Father. We depend on our Creator. We are blessed to surrender to the One who wants for us nothing but his own holiness and joy.

My bones ache. My soul leaps for joy. My spirit sighs. My soul rejoices. Only a Christ-bearer can carry within herself, within himself this tension. Mary. you. me.

Sr Kathryn Hermes, fsp

From My Journal

O Love
My One only

heart within Heart
sight within Sight
taste within Taste
touch within Touch
silence within Silence
lightening within Listening
delight within Delight
prayer within Prayer
resting within Rest

“Oh my darling, what happiness it is to live in intimacy with God, to make our life a heart-to-heart, an exchange of love, when we know how to find the Master in the depths of our soul. Then we are never alone anymore, and need solitude to enjoy the presence of the adored Guest.” (Elizabeth of the Trinity, one of her letters)

From My Journal

God says:

I am acting:
within what breaks, I am vast Abyss
within the falling, I am depthless Depth
in the emptying, I am the Silence

Stop
Shed your mind’s unconscious gossip and still your Heart
Touch your forehead to the earth
…My carpet
a floral carpet Crimson Red
on which you bumble and tumble

in My Glory.


“Who could have thought my shrivel’d heart
Could have recover’d greennesse?
George Herbert, The Flower


Pain indicates brokenness exists.


Pain is the reminder that the real Enemy is trying to take us out and bring us down by keeping us stuck in broken places.
Lysa Terkeurst