ON THE ADORATION OF THE MOST BLESSED SACRAMENT

 


An advantage of The Adoration of The Blessed Sacrament is that this Act helps us comprehend into the Beautiful Mystery of The Incarnation,  Passion, Death,  Resurrection and Ascension of The Most Holy God and Second Person of The Blessed Sacrament. 


It purges you of infidelity and undue attachments to the world. It increases love for God and appreciation of His Creation.


This Great Prisoner of Love never abandoned us. In a Tiny Little Host, He cries out to us, "come to me all ye who labor and I shall give thee rest". Friends, now that The Churches have opened, let us spend atleast an hour adoring this Adorable Prisoner. Let hearts long to see Him, to embrace Him, to love Him alone.  "This day if ye hear His Voice, harden not thy hearts".


Say often, "O Prisoner of Love, O Love, make me love Thee alone."



In Silence He waits for His People.  To return to His Bosom. A Father waiting for His Children.  A Brother for His Brethren.  A Teacher for His Students.  A Lord for His Servants.  A King for His Subjects.  A Lover for His Beloved.  

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