The Washing of Feet
"Oh, my child, I seek out all souls, and prostate at their feet like a poor beggar, I am asking, persisting and crying out to them, as I devise loving stratagems to win them over! Prostate at their feet, with this basin of water mixed with my tears I desire to wash them of all imperfection and prepare them to receive me in the Most Blessed Sacrament."
Hours of The Passion 8 pm

Reflection: 
Some years ago on a silent retreat, I sensed the Lord say I was a beggar in my relationship with him.
At the time this disturbed my peace, but in follow up prayer he revealed I had gradually gotten into way of saying prayers that were just that ... saying prayers, but with very little relational intimacy with him like He desired. I remember repenting of this and promising with his grace to be more attentive to our relationship going forward. To be more focused on listening and responding to him and less caught up in getting all my rosaries, chaplets and other prayers said each day. Less caught up in those holy things which made me feel good about myself.
 
A few weeks later He spoke to my heart again and said He also was a beggar, a beggar for my love, a beggar for the time I spent with Him. He was in love with my soul and desired to be in constant communication, like a lover. I in Him and He in me.
 
He is a beggar for the love of all of our hearts and awaits our response...

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