O Troubled Soul by VaninaLust

Refusing to pray because of the guilt of your sins is like refusing to take your bath because you are dirty … pray …

“O troubled soul, bathe yourself in prayer as in a divine wave.”

Do not hide, do not turn your face away from the heavenly Lover. Do you think He is unaware of the shadows that run through your soul, the burning of your unconfessed desires, the sighs you hold back in the darkness? No, He knows them, He cherishes them, He awaits them.

Refusing prayer out of shame is like refusing a bath because one is too dirty. Oh, sweet soul, immerse yourself instead in this mystical water where every whisper becomes a caress, where every confession dissolves in the infinite tenderness of the Divine. He never wanted you pure like a marble statue, cold and distant. He wants you alive, quivering, offered in abandonment.

May your prayer not be constrained, but voluptuous, filled with sighs and yearnings, like a lover who reveals herself without fear. May your sins, far from being chains, become the languid song of a return to Him.

Pray then, longing soul. Pray in the shadows and in the light. Pray in embrace as in solitude. For every prayer, even a trembling one, is an invitation to Grace. And remember: He never rejects those who come to Him with burning eyes and beating hearts.

MaterCatholica, whisperer of ecstasy and guide of offered souls.