Faithfulness and Love

"When Jesus talks about faith, he means first of all to trust unreservedly that you are loved by God." --Henri Nouwen

I am loved by God.

God wants for me to be most fully who God created me to be, and God will help me to find and fulfill that longing - that's love.

Ah.  Humbling - joyful - immensely incomprehensible. 


May each of us, like Mary, offer a faithful "YES" response to the love that God offers.

Happy Feast!

Comments

Julie said…
Thanks! I needed this reminder...now if only I could figure out who God created me to be! ;)
December 10, 2010 at 7:50 AM
Sister Juliet, RSCJ said…
Ah! Julie! God created you to be LOVED and to be LOVE! And I think you are doing it!

Kisses to that precious little girl! And blessings to you!
December 10, 2010 at 9:56 AM
Helen said…
I am so glad you are back as I miss your thoughts. I was about to write to you as you are in my prayer. Happy feast of St. John of the Cross. Love and prayer, Helen
December 14, 2010 at 7:11 AM
Sister Juliet, RSCJ said…
Thank you, Helen!!! It's hard to write--so many of my thoughts are so interior. I guess that's part of being a novice. Thank you for your prayer. I miss you!

Love,
Juliet
December 14, 2010 at 7:38 AM
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