I was 16 years old when I arrived at Paray-le-Monial in France. The participants of Session des Jeunes came from various corners of Europe and the world – we, Poles, were then just a handful. I remember very well the Holy Sacrament placed in the middle of a meadow. You could come and stay there any time of day. In the rays of a huge simple monstrance there were young adults, the elderly, families with children – some kneeling, some sitting, and some of them even lying on the grass. So many people – in such complete silence, the silence free of anxiety.
I was surprised to hear during one of the meetings that Paray was where my Patron Saint – St Marguirette Marie Alacoque used to live. Anyone could go to another place of the adoration of the Holy Sacrament – the chapel where Lord Jesus told St. Margaret about His Heart: that it loves beyond reason, that it is compassionate but rejected and in pain for the lack of reciprocity. And it’s ready to give.
There is nothing in this Heart that would be alien to human heart – except for the sin. There is no such sadness, disappointment and joy that this Heart wouldn’t be familiar with. It’s a safe place for a home. It holds a special place for your own heart. And for those you love.
If you want to fulfill the wish of Jesus, which he confided to St. Margaret in Paray-le-Monial, tell Him that you love Him. He needs so much to hear it just from you.
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