Most Prominent Devotions of the Church
DEVOTION TO THE SACRED HEART
But the closest
alliance of the devotion to the Precious Blood is with the devotion to the
Sacred Heart. The Precious Blood is the wealth of the Sacred Heart. The Sacred
Heart is the symbol of the Precious Blood; yet not its symbol only, but its
palace, its home, its fountain. It is to the Sacred Heart that it owes the joy
of its restlessness and the glory of its impetuosity. The Sacred Heart is the
Heart of the Redeemer: yet it was not the Sacred Heart which redeemed us. It was
precisely the Precious Blood, and nothing but the Precious Blood, which was the
chosen instrument of our redemption. It is this singular reality, this unmated
office, this unshared privilege, in which the grandeur of the Precious Blood
resides, a grandeur which is also communicated to the devotion.
In our days there is a passion for
excitement pervading all hearts that is leading away from God and is disturbing
the peace and happiness of society. This morbid craving to quaff from the muddy
streams of worldly pleasures is poisoning the springs of true and lasting joy
within us. We must drink more from the fountains of eternal bliss in Holy
Communion. You shall draw water with joy out of the Saviour s fountains. Good
Samaritan, Thou Thyself didst once say, if I send them away fasting to their
own houses, they will faint in the way. See, Lord, how my soul is languishing
for Thy love; oh, let the oil and wine of Thy consoling Blood flow into my
aching heart and allay the tempest of my soul. Reclining on Thy bosom in daily
Holy Communion, dearest Master, I shall imbibe from the open wound in Thy side
the heavenly wine of salvation that will set my heart at rest and give it a
foretaste of that happiness which the world cannot give. Blood of Christ,
inebriate me. Fill my heart with divine love. Instill into it a love of
suffering and a spirit of sacrifice. Inspire me with enthusiasm for Thy honor
and glory, with the apostolic spirit. My blood is drink indeed. Yes, Divine
Savior, from the well of Thy Sacred Heart give me to drink. In the hour of
death when my memory is tortured by my past sins, when my fantasy is haunted
by the enormity of my guilt and the just judgments of God, let Thy expiatory
Blood, O Jesus, fill my mind with Thy infinite mercies. When my limbs turn cold
and my body lies help less in agony, then O Sacred Heart of Jesus, send a
stream of Thy Divine and vivifying Blood into my dying heart to animate it with
hope and confidence, so that inebriated with Thy holy love, I may enter heaven
as a victim of Thy Precious Blood and join in the triumphal hymn of the elect
Thou hast redeemed us, O Lord, in Thy Blood and made us a kingdom to our God.
DEVOTION TO THE FIVE WOUNDS
The Five Wounds
which the risen Lord retained are conclusive evidences that the body which He
showed to His apostles after the Resurrection was the same in which He bore the
ignominy and tortures of the Passion. Put in thy finger hither, and see my
hands; and bring hither thy hand, and put it into my side; and be not
faithless, but believing. These Wounds, which but previously were the marks of
suffering and the sure indications of death, have now become the visible signs
of victory. They are the glorious proofs of our redemption that will shine like
radiant suns for all eternity, while as a mighty prayer they plead incessantly
for us at the throne of God. Offering one sacrifice for sins, forever sitteth
on the right hand of God On the Day of Judgment these Wounds will be a source
of joy to the elect, but a terrible reminder to the lost. They shall look on
him whom they pierced. A deluge of mercy poured forth from these reservoirs of
salvation on Calvary. In that day there shall be a fountain open to the house
of David, and to the inhabitants of Jerusalem for the washing of the sinner
Thou Thousands of
chalices are now being filled daily on our altars with the same Precious Blood that
flowed from these Wounds. A wound was received and a remedy was given us in
return says St. Ambrose so beautifully. One day, it was during the feast of the
Tabernacles, when the priest brought water in a golden vessel from the Pool of
Siloam and poured it mixed with wine into a silver bowl on the altar amid great
rejoicing by the people, Jesus stood and cried, saying: If any man thirst let
him come to me, and drink. As Jesus saw
this ceremony in the temple and observed the joy of the people, was He perhaps
thinking of the time when from our altars He would send forth unto all the
world a similar cry that would be heeded with joy by millions of souls? How
sweet and consoling those words of our Savior sound now that we remember Him with
His glorious Five Wounds. Behold, I have graven thee in my hands. Ah, yes,
dearest Jesus, I see the handwriting in the flaming color of Thy Precious
Blood; those seals of Thy love and mercy shall be a blaze of glory for all
eternity. In these Wounds I fain would hide where thousands of saints have
hidden for nineteen centuries. Thou Thyself didst love to hide from the world.
O Jesus, I fear my evil inclinations, I fear the wicked world, I fear the
temptations of the devil. Within Thy Wounds hide me and permit me not to be
separated from Thee.
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