SWEET JESUS, lay Your Wounded Hand upon my head and bless me. Stretch forth that same dear Hand and bless each one at home. Give me Your staff. Help me to go around in Your fold just for today doing Your work in Your way. Push me back when I would go wrong and make me go forward when I am afraid to do right. Be with me in my dealings with each soul with whom I come in contact and grant that each may know, love and serve You better for having passed me by.

       I want to know, love and serve You above all things. And when life's little day is ended and its task complete, give me a place at Your Feet to rest for all eternity.

       My dearest Lord, what do You send me today? Humiliations, contradictions, physical sufferings, bad news which I do not expect; an aching heart, a failure? Shall I see myself misjudged, wrongly suspected, despised? All that You wish, O my God; I accept it all in advance, and if I weep through weakness, oh, regard it not; if I murmur, check me; if I am forgetful, punish me; if I am discouraged, raise me up. But through it all, teach me to say, "Thy will be done." Amen.

"It is Never Too Late to have Recourse to Jesus and Mary"

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