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Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Comfort for those who are crying beside the "tomb"


This is my sincere prayer that those who are crying alone beside the "tomb" would hear the gentle voice of Jesus Christ. As He sought to find the weeping Mary Magdalene, He shall reach you, my dear friend, for He is the true Light which lighteth every sphere of your soul. Several weeks ago, I was touched by the following poem written by Thérese de Lisieux and I'd like to share it with you today.

 
 
 
TO THE SACRED HEART.
 
Beside the tomb wept Magdalen at dawn, —
She sought to find the dead and buried Christ;
 
Nothing could fill the void now He was gone,
No one to soothe her burning grief sufficed.
 
Not even you, Archangels heaven-assigned!
To her could bring content that dreary day.
 
Your buried King, alone, she longed to find,
And bear His lifeless body far away.
Beside His tomb she there the last remained,
And there again was she before the sun;
 
There, too, to come to her the Saviour deigned, —
He would not be, by her, in love outdone.
 
 
Gently He showed her then His blessed Face,
And one word sprang from His deep Heart’s recess:
 
Mary! His voice she knew, she knew its grace;
It came with perfect peace her heart to bless.
 
One day, my God! I, too, like Magdalen,
Desired to find Thee, to draw near to Thee;
 
So, over earth’s immense, wide-stretching plain,
I sought its Master and its King to see.
 
Then cried I, though I saw the flowers bloom
In beauty ‘neath green trees and azure skies:
 
O brilliant Nature! thou art one vast tomb,
Unless God’s Face shall greet my longing eyes.”
A heart I need, to soothe me and to bless, —
A strong support that can not pass away, —
 
To love me wholly, e’en my feebleness,
And never leave me through the night or day.
 
There is not one created thing below,
Can love me truly, and can never die.
 
God become man — none else my needs can know;
He, He alone, can understand my cry.
 
Thou comprehendest all I need, dear Lord!
To win my heart, from heaven Thou didst come;
 
For me Thy blood didst shed, O King adored!
And on our altars makest Thy home.
 
So, if I may not here behold Thy Face,
Or catch the heav’nly music of Thy Voice,
 
I still can live, each moment, by Thy grace,
And in Thy Sacred Heart I can rejoice.
 
O Heart of Jesus, wealth of tenderness!
My joy Thou art, in Thee I safely hide.
 
Thou, Who my earliest youth didst charm and bless,
Till my last evening, oh! with me abide,
 
All that I had, to Thee I wholly gave,
To Thee each deep desire of mine is known.
 
Whoso his life shall lose, that life shall save; —
Let mine be ever lost in Thine alone!
 
I know it well, — no righteousness of mine
Hath any value in Thy searching eyes;
 
Its every breath my heart must draw from Thine,
To make of worth my life’s long sacrifice.
 
Thou hast not found Thine angels without taint;
Thy Law amid the thunderbolts was given;
 
And yet, my Jesus! I nor fear nor faint.
For me, on Calvary, Thy Heart was riven.
 
 
 
 
To see Thee in Thy glory face to face, —
I know it well, — the soul must pass through fires.
 
Choose I on earth my purgatorial place, —
The flaming love of Thy great Heart’s desires!
 
So shall my exiled soul, to death’s command,
Make answer with one cry of perfect love;
 
Then flying straight to heaven its Fatherland,
Shall reach with no delay that home above.
 
 
-Thérese de Lisieux, 1895

 

4 comments:

  1. This is so beautiful, Kinuko! I enjoyed it very much. I love the stanza where Jesus said her name, "Mary", and she felt such peace. Maybe that affected me the most because that's where the Holy Spirit led the men this past Sunday in our Remembrance Service. I can't wait to see Jesus someday, and hear my name spoken by Him. :)
    - Blessings to you, Ruthie

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    1. Dear Ruthie, thank you for your beautiful sharing.Yes, I was also impressed by the stanza where Jesus said her name tenderly. It's so comforting to know that Jesus knows and calls our name individually and not collectively like factory products.God bless you, too, Ruthie.

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  2. "To know even as we ourselves are known": isn't that the heart's cry of every human being? We long to be fully understood by Someone, just as we long to see that One face-to-face and to hear His voice speak our name. We long for what was lost in the Garden, that which will only be FULLY realized when we meet Jesus in Paradise. For now, we walk by faith, and live life to the rhythm of God's heartbeat as revealed in His Word.
    Thank you for publishing this poem! I enjoyed reading it.
    Jessica

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    1. Dear Jessica, a shining Mom of a new baby,

      Thank you for your encouraging comment. Jessica, actually I have been devastated by my shameful and poor spiritual condition for the past few days. But,,(now I will make you laugh), what made me stirred and stand up again was through malicious comments of a certain H who has often sent these. Seeing my weak condition, he delightly started to sent me comments even more. Then God used this man to remind me that we are in the warfield and there is no time to grow timid and hide in the cave. Praise Him for His perfect wisdom!

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