I saw the gaze of my Jesus interiorly. How can I describe this gaze? It is impossible, but this is my attempt: In His eyes, I see through His tears an intense pain, but a completely pure pain beyond anything of this world. This pain IS the love of Christ.

From last night’s teaching on 1 Peter and Mark 11, the Lord also shows me that my home is a temple, the domestic Church. I, too, enter my home daily and receive the sin, oppression, and corruption in my family. I must continue, with Jesus, suffering in silence and prayer this agony of love. This is a unique and intimate union with my Beloved. This work, my interior martyrdom, is only meant to be lived between Jesus and me. I must learn to live this intimacy with Him, resisting the temptation to share with others. As the Spirit moves me, I must also wait for the right time to confront the darkness. Then I must speak, but always with love, tenderness, and patience. After I speak, as Jesus teaches us in the Gospel, I must retrieve and let go of all control, believing that God’s miracle WILL come.