O My God,
When I look
into the future, I am frightened,
But why
plunge into the future?
Only the
present moment is precious to me,
As the
future may never enter my soul at all.
It is no
longer in my power to change, correct or add to the past;
For neither
sages nor prophets could do that.
And so what
the past has embraced I must entrust to God.
O present
moment, you belong to me, whole and entire.
I desire to
use you as best I can.
And although
I am weak and small,
You grant me
the grace of Your omnipotence.
And so,
trusting in Your mercy,
I walk
through life like a little child,
Offering You
each day this heart
Burning with
love for Your greater Glory.
— From the
Diary of St. Faustina: Divine Mercy in My Soul, Notebook 1 (1)
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