Podcasts and videos

All of my podcasts will be available here from now on:
https://wcatradio.com/heartoffiatcrucifiedlove/

And if you are visual and prefer to watch a video, they will be published here:
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Please stop in and listen to what I have shared about the hermit life, the gift of tears and divine providence!

Jesus I trust in You!!

Episode 1: The Heart of Fiat Crucified Love -What is the Heart, Fiat and Crucified Love

Here is the YouTube video link for those of you who are more visual...

The Heart of Fiat Crucified Love -Episode 1

New Radio Program

Hi Everybody!
I am super excited to tell you that yesterday on the Feast of St. Joseph my publisher for my books (the first of which will be available this summer) launched my new radio program. It will be centered on the interior life, personal holiness, all sorts of themes surrounding 'Fiat' and 'Crucified Love.' I am new to this radio world, and I ask for lots of prayers as I begin to 'walk on water' with Jesus.
Here is my webpage, as well as the first program which serves as an introduction. This first show explains 'What is the heart?', 'What is Fiat?' and 'What is Crucified Love?'
Please listen.
Please share.
Please let me know your feedback.
Jesus, we trust in You! +

https://wcatradio.com/heartoffiatcrucifiedlove/

Let us not forget Who it is that we receive in the Eucharist at Mass every week.
He is the Great Protector, the Divine Healer...
Who is All-Powerful, All-Loving, All-Generous...

I have worked for years with people who risked death in order to attend Mass.
These are the great saints of our times.
I hope that we would pray for the grace to imitate them.

I pray that in the following weeks, everyone grows in their understanding of Who Jesus is that we receive in the Eucharist and so that we love Him more than anything or anyone else in the world.

Matthew 10:37-39: “Whoever loves father or mother more than me is not worthy of me, and whoever loves son or daughter more than me is not worthy of me; and whoever does not take up his cross and follow after me is not worthy of me.Whoever finds his life will lose it, and whoever loses his life for my sake will find it."

In the concentration camps, people would refuse their small ration of food and endure hard labor and risk immediate death just to receive this Sweet Bread of Life.

In Russia they would meet in the cover of the night, hidden in homes, risking immediate arrest if one person was found out -just to receive this Sweet Bread of Life.

In China, they would walk for miles in the cold, in the dark, to secret Masses deep in the forest risking immediate arrest and most likely death just to receive this Sweet Bread of Life.

In Africa today people risk being slaughtered by enemies simply because they choose to go to Mass and receive this Sweet Bread of Life.

I hope and pray that people are using this opportunity of limited Masses to teach their children how much the Eucharist should truly mean to us.

Poland INCREASED the number of Masses offered to the faithful -and I am so, so grateful that my parish has done the same.

Radio Interviews on My Upcoming Books

Several people have asked me to post here the links to my radio shows about the three books of mine that will be published in the near future. So, here they are!! 

The first of my three books to be published is called ‘The Holiness of Womanhood.’

Mary Kloska's Interview about The Holiness of Womanhood

The second book I will be publishing has to do with my experiences as a missionary in Russia- both as a high schooler in Moscow, as well as the couple of years that I spent in Siberia after graduating from Notre Dame. While my book on womanhood is more of a retreat for women (although I have been told by men that it was interesting and helpful to them, too), this book about my missionary life would be interesting to all people, even older youth. I’m sure there are things about Aunt Mary that my nieces and nephews would never guess. This radio interview is a great ‘taste’ of what the book will be about. Please listen to it and pass it on to anyone who you think might be interested:

Mary Kloska about "A Heart Frozen in the Wilderness"

The third book that I will be publishing is called 'Out of the Darkness' and it has to do with the interior life of Jesus on the Cross. When we suffer the goal is to unite that suffering to Jesus and to suffer with Him. Suffering used as a prayer, offered up in love, with love, for love is more powerful than even the highest forms of prayer like ecstasy. St. Francis of Assisi once said that 'that greatest gift of the Holy Spirit is union with Jesus Crucified.' We all have suffering -how can we be like Christ and His Mother in it? I wrote this book during the three months I spent alone in a little city in Siberia. My apartment was the only place that the Eucharist was present for a stretch of 1000 km and Jesus profoundly touched my heart during this time.

Rhonda Chervin was the interviewer during these radio shows. She had been encouraging me for years to get my books published. I had met her during my time with SOLT before I went to Russia in 2001 and again I was able to live with her during one of my many 3-month stays as a hermit in Texas. After reading this book she said that it changed her life, and that wasn't easy to do to a 86-year-old! She said, 'I know you, but after reading this I want to jump into a plane and fly to Chicago to meet you again! I am carrying this book around with me to keep meditating on it!' This particular radio program can stand alone -it is mostly my reading excerpts from the book and Rhonda commenting on them. I hope and pray that you listen, enjoy and that the Holy Spirit is able to change you in one little, positive way through what I said and wrote.

Mary Kloska about "Out of the Darkness"

Having the Courage to be Crucified

Receiving the Courage to Go Forth by Catherine Doherty

To put things together and to make the connections is what we have to do today. You know, my friends, we are walking at times on the brink of what appears to be a disaster area. The whole earth is a disaster area. So many of us cry out in anxiety and agony because an awareness of something wrong is very deep in us. We try to remedy it, but we don’t want to go far enough. This is our tragedy—we don’t want to go far enough. You see, there is only one way to save the world, and that is to be crucified. There is one unifying entity in the world, and that is Love. Unless we can accept this, we just aren’t going to go very far. To possess peace you must be violent with yourself. You must take the pain, the sorrow, the tears, the joys of the world upon yourself. And in order to do that, you have to literally tear yourself apart, symbolically speaking; you have to open your heart and make room for all humanity. It is as if the Lord is saying, “You have to tear out of yourself all that isn’t of me, and let me fill you up.” Where else will I get the courage to be crucified? Or to be martyred by being ridiculed, put aside, pushed out, not listened to, but still continuing to do what I think I must? It takes guts. It takes courage. But guts and courage are nothing. They are not going to get us there, because what we have to face is beyond us. We have to have God, and we have to pray. On our own we cannot do it. Prayer and fasting and constant recourse to God, the Jesus prayer and so forth, are the only ways of really getting there. Life is definitely ascetic, a mortifying spiritual combat, but Eastern spirituality finds its ascetic endeavors just in living. It says, don’t look too much in books; don’t try too hard for ascetic efforts. Just remember: God works and you sweat—and then, keep on sweating! Don’t give up in the situation of the moment. This is the real penance. In order to answer all the questions we are eternally asking, let’s put our mind into our heart and meet God there. In that silence of the heart, between us and God, most of our questions will fall away like old rags. We must pray to encounter him who lives in our heart, for then we will become truly human. What is a human being? A human being is someone filled with God! Folding the wings of the intellect and allowing the Holy Spirit to take possession of a person is one of the hardest things for modern man to do. I can kneel, or else prostrate myself, Russian style; empty my mind of everything, “fold it” and lie still. Whether for an hour or two, or for fifteen minutes, it doesn’t make any difference. But a moment will come when it seems that my soul is awake. Do I think of the answer myself? Is the Holy Spirit inspiring me? I don’t know; but suddenly I get up and I have a solution. How does it come? No voice spoke to me, so I didn’t hear anything. No vision stood before me, so I didn’t see anything. I had nothing to touch with my two hands; and the wings of my intellect were folded. I didn’t think. I was just lying there, or sitting, or kneeling and the answer came. No two people function alike, because God deals with each one uniquely. However, you have spiritual fathers to lead you so that you can finally close the wings of your intellect and wait in patience and simplicity. “Lord speak, your servant is listening.” (1 Sam 3:10) You combine the insights given by the Gospel to the faith given to you in baptism, and then you incarnate the words through faith. You listen with your whole heart, your whole mind, your whole body. Then you arrive at a point where the wings of the intellect will be opened by the Holy Spirit, and the intellect illuminated by the Trinity will really be the listening ear of God. You might have to act against all natural reason and intelligence. You might have to take a plunge into an incredible darkness of faith. Day by day, you will fight with that, because our natural intelligence will say, “This is impossible.” It’s the eternal paradox of the Gospel and it just kills us! It really kills us, and perhaps we must be killed in order to resurrect. Each contact with God is bloody at first, and this is just what we are trying to escape. Here is Jesus Christ, and here I am in Jerusalem. There is a straight line between him and me. If I follow this straight line, I glimpse the meaning. If I go around a different way, I will never catch the meaning. But to catch the inner meaning, I have to go along that straight line without deviation. After this contact with God, after we really turn the cheek because we are in love with him, we suddenly experience such freedom that we are in some kind of paradise. There is peace, serenity, and joy in our souls. Tiredness disappears, and concern about ourself disappears; and there is not only freedom but also a tremendous song that wells up in our hearts and sings, notwithstanding pain, sorrow, depression, and what have you. Then you know that God is alive; and life has sense. Once life has sense and direction—well, that is freedom and that is happiness. How can you give this kind of peace to anyone? How can I possibly give it to you, or you to me? How can I go into the heart of another? You can only find those depths by love. It is entering into the very marrow of the other person. It is “knowing without knowing” what is to be done. It is as if you were dead to everything around you; you hear and you don’t hear; you see and you don’t see. Slowly, God takes you by the hand, until you reach the bottom. And then you can see into men’s hearts from the other side—from God’s side. Then he says, “Now you know. Act accordingly.” You have to love with a love that transcends all understanding to do that. Your love is incomprehensible, because you don’t love, he does. He was crucified in order to enable us to do this. Golgotha gives us freedom from that strange juridical hang-up that we have: “It’s unfair; they’ve cheated me,” and so forth. It may or may not be true, but that’s neither here nor there. He was lifted up to draw all things to his Father, ourselves included. To try to keep religion on a purely spiritual level is to escape the reality of everyday life, the nitty-gritty reality that the incarnated Christ met head-on. As I repeat endlessly, we must touch God and we must touch men, and that will make us cruciform; then we shall know both the pain and the joy. It is in that crucible of anxiety and anguish, of standing naked before the naked God, before the naked Christ on the Cross, that we will receive from him the courage to go forth.

A hermit is for the world...

A little more about the hermit life. 

God has allowed me to have amazing experiences and be involved with many incredible things in my life. But the many years I spent in and out of hermitages was by far the greatest gift He gave to me. Circumstances caused for me to not be able to permanently continue in that life for the time being, but I am sure in my heart that God eventually can find people to support me in living (at the very least -half of my time) in prayer with Him as I did years before. With (hopefully) the other half of my life back in full-time ministry/apostolate. I had a sister who once told me that she was more than happy to 'pay me' to pray for everyone like I was doing. :) She truly understood the great 'work' that God can do in the world through souls seeped in prayer. And I am sure that there are other people like her who 'get it' out there.

Yet this is not saying that I regret where I am now. 

God is perfect and His plans for us are perfect.

He even perfectly uses other's sins and mistakes in order to make sure His perfect will is done in our lives. 

When we live that sort of trust, we never have to fear that we are on the wrong path... all God expects from us is a 'Fiat' from one moment to the next. 

And as a very close priest friend often reminds me, 'God is creative.' He somehow gets His will done if we continue to surrender.

Part of the reason I believe that God allowed for me to be thrust from my hermit life was so that I could teach the world about that life and share a little piece of it with them. Its like offering the world an island of peace in the midst of chaos. And so I share... and I hope one day to be able to swing much more of a contemplative life than I am living right now working 80 hours a week. Yet what is funny is that as a hermit I 'worked' just as much as I do now -it is just that the work was more interior, a 'work' of prayer. The hermit life is by no means a lazy life, nor a selfish life. For a real hermit is never a hermit for themselves. They are a hermit for the whole world. 

You see here a picture of the wall of my hermitage. Several years back I decided to break my general love of simplicity and to plaster the wall of my hermitage with pictures of everyone I ever had as a spiritual child in my entire life. When persevering in my vocation was difficult, I could look at the wall and remember that I was doing this all 'for them.' 

Catherine Doherty beautifully explains this 'communal' aspect of a hermit's life in her book 'Poustinia' (meaning 'hermitage' in Russian). Take a few moments to read these -and remember them in your own lives... at those moments you 'sneak' for prayer, never doubt that you are helping your children, spouses, etc., more than you could by physically being available. Yes, daily duty comes first and you should never neglect your vocational responsibilities in order to pray... but when you are able to find those 20 minutes during naps or on lunch break to sit before a crucifix or tabernacle and pray, remember that you are giving a cosmic gift to those who you love.

"Who were these men and women of Russia and why did they go into 'the desert,' into the poustinia?... They were people who craved in their hearts to be alone with God and his immense silence. Why did they crave that silence, that solitude? For themselves? No. A hermit of this type, according to the Eastern spirituality, went into the poustinia for others. He offered himself as a holocaust, a victim for others..." (page 21)

"They went forth alone... They emptied their minds and their souls of all their relationships because from now on they would be with all their loved ones in a new relationship, in a deeper dimension of love. ... The poustiniki (hermits) would carry in their hearts all those whom they had left behind in the great silence of God...From the moment their poustinia was built, from the moment of their closing its door upon themselves, not only they but the whole of humanity entered into that cabin with them. It was for all mankind that the poustinik was to pray, to weep, and to endure all the temptations that come to him who lives in the desert. It was FOR THEM that he was to mortify his flesh, for THEM that he accepted the loneliness that transcends our understanding, and which as the same time, once accepted, is no real loneliness at all..." (pg 22-23)

"We need people who will stay in the silence of God and not be distracted by a thousand noises within themselves or by demands made upon them -not entirely wrong demands, but not entirely right ones either. These silent ones, the ones that will really pray, will have all of humanity in their poustinias. They will do spiritual direction and write letters, but slowly, thoughtfully, in the secret silence between them and God. They will be spiritual directors from a distance. Directees will also come and knock at their door..." (pg 42)

"I believe there will be people who realize that it is through being this personal holocaust for humanity that they can bring back to the world, with childlike simplicity, the words of God which they hear in his great silence." (pg 44)

"I think that God calls the poustinik to a total purgation, a total self-emptying. In the Gospel of the Passion we see how Christ is silent before the authorities. Imagine, God is silent! He asks for nothing, and he gives himself. If you want to see what a 'contribution' really is, look at the Man on the Cross. That's a contribution. When you are hanging on a cross you can't do anything because you are crucified. That is the essence of a poustinik. That is his or her contribution. .. The poustinik's loneliness is of slavific and cosmic proportions. This is his contribution... By hanging on his cross of loneliness, his healing rays, like the rays of the sun, will penetrate the earth... No one can tell how far the healing rays from a poustinik's loneliness, united with God, penetrate into the world. The world is cold. Someone must be on fire so that people can come and put their cold hands and feet against that fire. If anyone allows this to happen, but especially the poustinik, then he will become a fireplace at which men can warm themselves. His rays will go out to the ends of the earth...

"The English word 'zeal' usually means intensity of action... But real zeal is standing still and letting God be a bonfire in you. It is not very easy to have God's fire within you! Only if you are possessed of true zeal will you be able to contain God's bonfire..." ((pg 48-49)

Making your heart a perpetual hermitage

I will always be "Aunty Mary Fiat, the Missionary Hermit." Yes, even if I live in a nice apartment in the middle of a little city right now. God allowed me years of time in and out of hermitages to form my heart into a perpetual hermitage. I experienced the Russian 'poustiniki' and studied the Greek hermits. Although I loved the Eastern eremetical life, I also spent years with those from the French tradition, as well as living as a simple American Diocesan Hermit. My hermit vocation started when I was really little and my brother BJ and I created OSP (Our Special Place) -one inside under the basement stairs where we would secretly read the Bible, and one in the woods by the golf course/creek where we would eat brown-bagged lunches and fish. I always loved the idea of silence and solitude, which is hard for people to believe at times after they encounter me (since I appear to be bubbly and social). What people have to realize is that a hermit (or a hermit heart like mine) does not withdraw into silence and solitude for the sake of silence and solitude -but instead to commune with God, for an intimate love relationship with the Man Jesus, and to draw all the world along with her heart into this mysterious love. And it is this time of silence and solitude with Jesus that is the source of all she gives to the world.

We all -regardless of our state of life or personality -could benefit from taking time (albeit small bites of time, if that is all that life allows) and to withdraw to a small place of silence, of solitude, to lend the heart's ear to God -to listen to His Word, His Breath, His Heartbeat -and to respond in love by waiting for Him; to respond in love by bringing to Him the cries of those hearts around us who are suffering and in need and who may not know the path to reach Him.

Silence is such a majestic teacher -silence is simple and yet there is something very noble about a heart that is able to communicate with God (and with others at times) through silence. A great flame lights up a room, but a candle does this without making a sound. When we withdraw into silence, God's love fills us like a flame and resounds out to the world around us -yet often this echo, this 'yelp' of His Love takes place in silence. People around us simply realize that through our presence and love (even in silence) they are changed -they are united to God.

Here are some quotes Catherine Doherty wrote about silence -take a minute today and read these and ask God to show you where or how you can implement one idea from them into your lives now. Silence full of God's love can teach and form, fill and guide any and every soul. I used to even give 'missionary hermit retreats' for young children. It was always amazing to me to see how God entered in and spoke to the children's hearts. A sister I once knew used to speak of us 'making our hearts as a resting place for the Holy Spirit.' I pray that you all can take a moment today to do just that.

(Pictures are from the hermitages where I have lived over the years...)

"...Those whom God calls into silence will enter a vortex which will shatter them into little pieces. Looking here and there you will see fragments of a human being. You will behold you own fragmentation and wonder why you do not die. I do not know why. God knows. But in silence, God will gather together your fragments. And when you emerge from the sea of silence you will be thunder. And this thunder will pass beyond the galaxies as if you were a bird sent forth to preach the gospel to the whole universe ... People will not know where the thunder is coming from, but it will be coming from your heart. God has entered it through silence. Having put together your fragmented self, God now tells you to go on a pilgrimage to preach the gospel in a silence that is more powerful than any words you have ever spoken. For, silence is more powerful than any words, except one: the Word. It is by entering the Word that to some the gift of utter silence, and therefore complete speech, is given."

~ from MOLCHANIE: THE SILENCE OF GOD by Catherine de Hueck Doherty

"...So often, we forget how to pray. We forget that there must be a time when we are silent so we can hear what God wants to say to us. Yes, my friends, we must pray, the prayer of two people in love with each other who cease to talk. Their silence speaks. This is the kind of prayer that the poustinia will teach you. Resting in God's love, you will understand the unity God wishes for you. Then as a pilgrim, you will go forth and shout and sing about this to all peoples.

Two people in love! When you are in love with God you will understand that God loved you first. You will enter into a deep and mysterious silence and in that silence become one with the Absolute. Your oneness with God will overflow to all your brothers and sisters."

~ from FRAGMENTS OF MY LIFE by Catherine de Hueck Doherty

"...A day filled with noise and voices can be a day of silence, if the noises become for us the echo of the presence of God, if the voices are, for us, messages and solicitations of God."

~ Catherine de Hueck Doherty

.".. When one enters the mystery of God, the first mystery is silence. When one loves another, silence is absolutely necessary. Long before lovers can speak openly of their love, they speak by silence, a deep silence, especially when it deals with God. It is by entering the mystery of silence that slowly everyone becomes like our Beloved.

~ from DOUBTS, LONELINESS, REJECTION by Catherine de Hueck Doherty

Littleness and the Cross

"Jesus, in His great purity of Heart, suffered more from this darkness, sin and fear than we could ever conceive. Jesus, although He was a man, had a heart of a little child – for His Heart was so pure He was greatly sensitive to all emotions, situations and people. His Heart was able to acutely take everything in deep to its core, and this includes the evil He consumed for us on the Cross. His Heart was so pure; it was defenseless. He was open completely on the Cross in vulnerable Love so as to drink fully the Father’s will and so to receive all of humanity deep into Himself. Yet this openness caused the terror of His Cross to be even greater, for He had no defenses against His fear. He had no visible security except for the nails securing Him to the Cross."

Strange Things Happen on the Night of Christmas

+J.M.J.+

During these last few days before Christmas, our hearts turn more than ever to Jesus and His Coming among us.

He is still present among His brothers and sisters two thousand years after His initial appearance. We know that Christ is with us in several ways: through His Word proclaimed, by the ministry of His priests, whenever two or more gather in His Sacred Name and in a most unique and exalted fashion in the Most Holy Eucharist.

These final Advent days afford us an excellent opportunity to reflect well on the Most Blessed Sacrament and to ask ourselves how we reverence the Body, Blood, Soul and Divinity of the God-Man, Jesus Christ.

Jesuit Father Segundo Llorente (1906-1989) was an outstanding missionary to the faithful of Alaska. A brilliant and humble priest, Father Llorente spent himself in the service of the indigenous of Alaska for decades.

Years ago, in a meditation entitled "Strange Things Happen on the Night of Christmas," this Spanish religious offered his thoughts on the adoration due the Most Holy Eucharist. This powerful essay, which was published in the February 1998 newsletter of the Catholic Society of Evangelists, seems more pertinent now than when it first was penned.

A priest told me what happened to him once in his first parish. After the Midnight Mass on Christmas Day he personally locked the church. With the keys in his pocket he went to his room and had a good sleep. At 7:30 in the morning he got up and went back to the church intending to have one hour of prayer all to himself. He opened the side door leading to the sacristy, turned on a light and then turned on the lights for the church. As he opened the sacristy door and walked into the church, he literally froze. Strange people clad in the poorest of clothes occupied most of the pews and all were in total silence. No one so much as wiggled and nobody cared to look at him. A small group was standing by the Nativity Scene contemplating the manger in total silence.

The priest recovered quickly and in a loud voice asked them how they got in. Nobody answered. He walked closer to them and asked again. "Who let you in?" A woman answered totally unconcerned: "Strange things happen on the night of Christmas." And back to total silence The priest went to check the main door and found it locked just as he had left it. He was now determined to get the facts and turned his face to the pews; but they were empty. The people had vanished.

He kept this puzzle to himself for some time. Unable to hold it in any longer, he told me just what I have told you. Could I help with any plausible explanation? Let me hurry to say that the priest in question is a model of sanity and is as well educated academically as most of the priests I know, if not better.

My explanation was and still is as follows. Those were dead people who were doing their purgatory, or part of it, in the church. It is safe to assume that we atone for our sins where we committed them. Those people were immersed in total silence. Why? Consider the irreverences committed before the Blessed Sacrament; how many people act out in church: chatting, giggling, and looking around. After Mass some people gather in small groups around the pews and turn the church into a market place with no regard for Christ's Real Presence in the tabernacle. Why did they vanish? They did not vanish. They simply became invisible; but they remained tied to their pews unable to utter one single word to atone for their disrespectful chatter while living.

The Blessed Sacrament is no laughing matter. There is a price tag to all we do or say. In the end it is God Who gets the last laugh--so to speak. Those people had to give the Blessed Sacrament the adoration and respect that Christ deserves. For how long? Only God can answer that. Why did the priest see them? So he could pray for them and for all other Poor Souls detained in other churches. Why other priests do not see these people? Well, perhaps they already know in theory that souls can be detained in churches as well as anywhere else, so they do not need a miracle.

Why were they clad in such poor clothes? To atone for their vanity while living. People often use clothes not so much to cover their nakedness but as a status symbol to impress others. But God is not impressed by, say, mink coats. Also people walk into church with hardly any clothes. In the summer months it is not unusual for people--mostly women--to go to receive Holy Communion in the most indecent clothing. The pastor may or may not put up with it; but God will have His day in court about this. Rags could be an appropriate punishment for these excesses.

Absent an official declaration from the Church that the above episode recounted by Father Llorente is true, one may dismiss it. But the deeper meaning cannot be summarily rejected, namely, that the Sacred Heart of Emmanuel, Who comes to us, is really, truly and substantially present in the Most Holy Sacrament of the Altar and is to be "praised, adored and loved with grateful affection at every moment in all the tabernacles of the world, even until the end of time. Amen."

I Am Not Alone - just beautiful!

The first Adoration of Jesus’ Sacred Heart

Apartment of Prayer

Sometimes our vision of God’s call is a little different than how He chooses to unfold it.. Sometimes God has to ‘tweak’ our life, basically because free will gets in the way of His work. Yet when a soul ardently seeks His will, God finds a way to let it be done in one’s life. I wasn’t able to find donors to open a house of prayer, but God is accomplishing His will in another way in a little apartment.

Here is my simple, ordinary ‘Bethany House of Prayer ‘, a place where I hope Jesus can find a place to rest His Head. My day is split between a simple life of prayer and caring for triplet babies. 

Thank you to those who have tried to help me. I pray that as God continues to put good people on my path that God will bless them abundantly.

St John Paul II

I remember at World Youth Day one year the crowd chanted, ‘John Paul II, we love you and we want you to live forever!’

This man was a spiritual giant and we are so blessed to have been part of God’s work through him in the Church. 

From his first words as Pope:

“Brothers and sisters, do not be afraid to welcome Christ and accept his power. Help the Pope and all those who wish to serve Christ and with Christ’s power to serve the human person and the whole of mankind. Do not be afraid. Open wide the doors for Christ. To his saving power open the boundaries of States, economic and political systems, the vast fields of culture, civilization, and development. Do not be afraid. Christ knows ‘what is in man’. He alone knows it.”

Fountain of Love

We do not understand the power of the Blood of Jesus. Every sore it touches is healed. Every impurity washed in it is made limpid and holy. Every dry, cracked and broken part of our heart is made fresh and whole. Every intention offered to the Father through the precious Blood is answered. Every need presented to Jesus here, in and through His Blood is provided for. Every person who drinks of this fountain (or is washed by our presenting them here) is transformed and richly blessed. Every desire is quenched and all evil is destroyed. Every soul is made more beautiful and holy by spiritual contact with just one drop. Blindness and deafness and confusion and despair and doubt and fear are taken away and replaced by wisdom, knowledge, joy, peace and love. Yes, all of this and more would be corrected and healed and transformed and made new if only we presented it daily to our Beloved Jesus’ precious Blood.

Listen to the Litany of the Most Precious Blood of
Lord, have mercy. Christ, have mercy. Lord, have mercy. Jesus, hear us. God, the Father of Heaven, God, the Son, Redeemer of the world, God, the Holy Spirit, Holy Trinity, One God, Blood of Christ, only-begotten Son of the Eternal Father, Blood of Christ, Incarnate Word of God, Blood of Christ, of the New and Eternal Testament, Blood of Christ, falling upon the earth in the Agony, Blood of Christ, shed profusely in the Scourging, Blood of Christ, flowing forth in the Crowning with Thorns, Blood of Christ, poured out on the Cross, Blood of Christ, price of our salvation, Blood of Christ, without which there is no forgiveness. Blood of Christ, Eucharistic drink and refreshment of souls, Blood of Christ, stream of mercy, Blood of Christ, victor over demons, Blood of Christ, courage of Martyrs, Blood of Christ, strength of Confessors, Blood of Christ, bringing forth Virgins, Blood of Christ, help of those in peril, Blood of Christ, relief of the burdened, Blood of Christ, solace in sorrow, Blood of Christ, hope of the penitent, Blood of Christ, consolation of the dying, Blood of Christ, peace and tenderness of hearts, Blood of Christ, pledge of eternal life, Blood of Christ, freeing souls from purgatory, Blood of Christ, most worthy of all glory and honor, Lamb of God, who take away the sins of the world. Lamb of God, who take away the sins of the world, Lamb of God, who take away the sins of the world, You have redeemed us, O Lord, in your Blood.	Lord, have mercy Christ, have mercy on us. Lord, have mercy Jesus, graciously hear us. Have mercy on us. Have mercy on us. Have mercy on us. Have mercy on us. Save us. Save us. Save us. Save us. Save us. Save us. Save us. Save us. Save us. Save us. Save us. Save us. Save us. Save us. Save us. Save us. Save us. Save us. Save us. Save us. Save us. Save us. Save us. Spare us, O Lord Graciously hear us, O Lord.have mercy on us. And made us, for our God, a kingdom.
Let us pray, ---  Almighty and eternal God, you have appointed your only-begotten Son the Redeemer of the world, and willed to be appeased by his Blood. Grant we beg of you, that we may worthily adore this price of our salvation, and through its power be safeguarded from the evils of the present life, so that we may rejoice in its fruits forever in heaven. Through the same Christ our Lord.  Amen.