St. Clare is the little plant of St. Francis, as she called herself. A blog to my call to become a Poor Clare Colettine. If St. Clare was a "little plant", I am a scraggly weed.
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Tuesday, October 15, 2013
A Prayer to Jesus Abandoned
Divine Jesus, lonely tonight in so many Tabernacles, without visitor or
worshipper, I offer Thee my poor heart. May its every throb be an act
of love for Thee. Thou art always watching beneath the Sacramental
Veils; in Thy Love Thou dost never sleep and Thou art never weary of Thy
vigil for sinners."
(above from the "The Recycled Catholic" Facebook page.)