O Sacred Heart of Jesus, I humbly confess that I do not know how Thy yoke can be considered sweet and Thy burden light. Look at all that Thou hadst to suffer! Who could rightly call your Passion and death sweet and light?
I have another confession to make. I am completely embarrassed and ashamed to admit that I do not see how the cross which Thou dost offer to me is sweet or light. It often feels repugnant and burdensome. I do not like to suffer. In fact, I believe that suffering may be the greatest of all my many fears. I am not like the saints who embraced suffering. Much less am I like Thee, my Jesus, who wast inflamed with a burning desire to suffer for love of me. Thou willing called all manner of suffering and even death itself to Thee because Thou didst will with the full power of the Divine Will to suffer and die for me. And what do I offer Thee in return! A cowardly complaint when Thou dost invite me to join Thee in suffering?
O my suffering Jesus, please do not let it be so with me. Suffering is repugnant to my human nature, but I humbly ask of Thee to fill me with the strength of Thy supernatural grace. Fill my heart with a divine charity that inflames my heart with love of Thee. Make my love for Thee so overwhelming that it overcomes all human fear and merely natural obstacles. Make me to love Thee as Thy Blessed Mother loves Thee, so that together we may love Thee in heaven for all eternity. O Mary, thou art my mother, my hope!
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