Holy Saturday

‘Mother?’

“My son, yes, come, take my hand and wait with me at the tomb of life for my son’s resurrection for your heart and the hearts of your brothers and sisters. My son, I am waiting for him in sorrow as he was crucified for the sins and sorrows of all humanity that my children may be redeemed.

Yes, my son, I offered him and submitted myself to the passion of my sweet Jesus, so that each one of you would have life and have it abundantly. I lived my life only to love and serve Jesus.

One does not know the true sorrow that I experienced upon his death when I was no longer able to hold him within my arms and touch his sweet face. Oh, the agony of my sorrows.

But he is the resurrection and the life for all souls who seek him.”

‘O my Jesus, I love you. Help me to love you more so each day.’

Our Lord now says, “My son, I speak to you from the depths of my mercy of my eternal tomb, to say, come and have life with me each day. Wait with my mother, with your hand within her hand. Wait for the joy of my resurrection and the peace that I desire to give.”