I sit here pondering Christ’s mercy and love this cold, dark morning. Looking into the dark morning I think of God’s mercy and forgiveness.
I know it hurts Christ when I sin and in those times He would truly be justified to turn His back on me. But, in His deep love for me, He tells me that no matter what, how often, how bad or recurrent my sin He will forgive me. Nothing I do is worse than He endured in His Passion. In fact, He tells me that His mercy is glorified when I turn back to Him in His Sacrament of Reconciliation.
And, when in sin, I run from His mercy He feels even greater pain and anguish, He feels every lash cuts deeper. As he told St. Faustina, “The flames of mercy are burning Me. I desire to pour them out on human souls. Oh what pain they cause Me when they do won’t accept them”
Fearful of judgment – afraid he will tell me ‘that was one time too many’ or ‘that one is too much’, I stand outside the confessional, my palms sweat, my heart fearfully races. I beg my Guardian Angel to hold me from running. But, no matter what, how many, how bad or repetitive my sins, Jesus stands on the other side of that door saying to me, “when you give Me your sins, you give Me the joy of being your Savior.’
He is waiting for me expectantly. And, when I open door and fall on my knees in sorrow, He is there with ALL His Divine Mercy. And, again, I run to my Savior’s arms and beg Him to have mercy on me a sinner, unworthy of His Divine Mercy. I grasp at His legs, begging forgiveness for turning away from Him. And, tears of joy come to my Father’s eyes as yet again He lifts me from my knees, embraces me and I hear Him say “Welcome home, my son”
Run to the Father, He is waiting with His Son’s Divine Mercy and grace to welcome you back into His light. Glorify His mercy, go to the Sacrament!! I beg you, don’t be a coward, “let Him be your Savior”