Before the Blessed Sacrament yesterday, I was very tired. I think I was somewhat dehydrated and I think this contributed to it in addition to a long day of work. In fact it was bad enough that I spent I think most of my hour at least half asleep. However, in spite of this weakness which seems to have a damaging effect on the productivity of a holy hour, toward the end I had this nagging feeling, even perhaps a voice in my head which said it was your desire, O God, that I surrender marriage up to you. I realized in spite of my acceptance of celibacy which came with my early conviction of my calling to become a priest and the challenges I underwent in making sense of my relationship with ____ [a woman who he had recently considered pursuing], I had never really done this. Thus, O my Lord and my God, for the purpose of the perfection of your holiness in me I give back to you this gift of marriage as Abraham gave up his son Isaac, this source of so great a happiness in this mortal world with the witness of the Most Holy Virgin Mary. O God, I hold back no reservations that you may make me what you will.
Prayer Journal, July 19, 2018
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The permanence of God’s beauty
Journal entries written on hearts
“If you give me anything, let me love Jesus.”
“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