I Have No Virtue to Offer You

Año 1842. Estando una noche en oración rogando intensamente a Cristo Crucificado remediara las necesidades de la Santa Iglesia, que en aquella ocasión eran muchas, pues tanto le había costado, le ofrecí mi vida en sacrificio como otras veces había hecho bien persuadida que no era de ningún valor mi vida para satisfacer tantos males; pero como no tenía virtudes en mi para ofrecerle,  le suplicaba se dignara ensenarme lo que había de hacer para darle gusto y gloria cumpliendo su santísima voluntad. Maria Antonia Paris

Me pongo a mirar nuestra iglesia de hoy. Necesidades? Males? Muchos. Por una parte pienso que son muchos porque somos muchos los de la Iglesia.
Sigo leyendo y me lleva a la frase de entregar mi vida en sacrificio. Es un sacrificio personal - yo soy la que veo, yo soy la que tengo que poner mi granito de arena.
Y sigue el querer cumplir su voluntad... Ahhh! Me recuerda su frase "callar no puedo, hablar es temeridad". A veces cumplir su voluntad es ir mas alla de lo que estoy acostumbrada.
Girl, that is not easy!

Cuales son los males de la iglesia que ves y te sientes llamada a atender, a buscar la voluntad de Dios???


One night, while I was at prayer pleading to Christ Crucified to remedy the necesities of the Holy Church, which at that time were many: I offered Him my life in sacrifice as I had done many times... but as I had no virtues to offer Him, I begged him to deign to teach me what I should do in order to please Him and give Him glory accomplishing His most holy will.

Different things come to mind as I read this text.
The Church has many necessities, ills, evils... at the same time I think we are that Church.
Antonia offers her life in sacrifice. She is the one who sees it and wants to remedy them. Because she is aware of it, she knows she has to do something.
To do God's will... Very difficult but not impossible.

So, at the end, what are the evils you see present at the church and what is the Lord calling you to do?

Her Wings Unfurled, Track Five. http://youtu.be/O0HJDnyyDFY
Song (c) Colleen Fulmer.

1. We'll claim the joy in dancing, the freedom our God gives;
In search of milk and honey, for slavery's at an end.
We won't go back,
We won't go back.
We have crossed and we are here, we won't go back.
Lai lai lai lai, lai lai lai lai lai. Lai lai lai lai, lai lai lai lai lai.

SO DAUGHTERS, LEAD THE DANCE.
SING THE SONGS AND PLAY THE TAMBORINE IN PRAISE.
OUR GOD WANTS FREEDOM FOR ALL.
LAI LAI LAI LAI, LAI LAI LAI LAI LAI. LAI LAI LAI LAI, LAI LAI LAI LAI LAI.

2. We'll shout "No!" to their systems,
Their wars and bombs and guns.
We'll clasp our hands as daughters, as mother, sisters, sons.
We'll stand as one,
We'll stand as one.
To guard our children from their madness we'll stand as one.
Lai lai lai lai, lai lai lai lai lai. Lai lai lai lai, lai lai lai lai lai.

3. We're exiles from our nations, for they have chosen death;
But we will work for justice and claim more vict'ries yet.
The earth's our home,
The earth's our own.
There are no bound'ries with our God, the earth's our home.
Lai lai lai lai, lai lai lai lai lai. Lai lai lai lai, lai lai lai lai lai.