O Jesus, I bow before your altar. I know that you are not here physically, but you are still here. I am crying and it is hard to say what I feel. I have just read through chapter 5 of Michael O’Brien’s Island of the World, but my tears are not for the story but for your Church and your own Body, O Jesus. O Jesus, how is it possible that my gift to you can only be so small? Let my suffering be great so that I can give something at all. O Jesus, I know you so little, but I know you in the suffering you endured. [and] Endure. O Lord, how is it possible that the things you have made so beautifully can be so broken by evil? How is it that my love is so small. O Mary my Mother, if you give me anything only let me love Jesus.
O Holy Mary, prepare me to give as you have said I will.
Prayer Journal, January 17, 2019
Prophetic plaques behind us.
Read previous offerings:
“I am your servant” — painting the Baptism of Christ
Help me to withhold nothing (“Teach me to be a great saint”)
Ready to receive you (an Advent prayer)
“An intense desire.” A longing to depart from this fallen world.
“Why are you afraid?” Isaac’s final journal entry
“Moved to tears: the meaning behind Isaac’s gravestone”
“The reward of distracted prayer” (November 27th)
“The end of all beauties” (November 21s
“Memento mori” (November 18th)
“Root out my sin” (November 15th)
“Let me suffer” (November 12th)
Why the title? About the Offerings of Isaac