Thought
On this day, a saint revered
Whose wounds were gifts from above
In hands and feet, the blood appeared
His heart aligned to Saviour’s love
In humble rural settings born
With sacred holy life desired
Lifted his mind for habit worn
Of fraternal life and care required
Accepted not just as act of will
Despite the sufferings bodily
But to share beloved’s Calvary hill
Offering relief to all so readily
With insight guiding multitudes
In communion lost in ecstasy
Immersed in profound beatitudes
His light still shines as legacy
Prayer
O Lord I accept suffering as your special gift that arouses compassion and selflessness in me. Grant that I may accept it with forbearance, not just as an act of will, but as an act of love for others.
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