A Meditation on Recovering

As a person who has experienced the effects of COVID Long Haul since March of 2020, I am keenly aware of life changing in dramatic ways.

I am still in a process (with the Grace of God) of working my way back to an energy level which allows me a new normal for my life which gives me physical freedoms. From wheelchair to walker to cane, my journey is progressing, and although setbacks have come along the way, I  am gaining strength as I move forward.

My life has become more "quiet" and in the stillness, a tad clearer as I focus on God's Plan for me.

Prayer has become more routine as I pause for the Angelus three times a day, meal prayers, Memorares, and pray the Rosary and Divine Mercy Chaplet along with other rote and spontaneous prayers throughout my day. Trying to voice or lift in my thoughts for each person I know (living in this world or on the other side of earthly existence) and especially remembering those and their special needs, whom I said I would offer prayers to God. 

With this in mind, let me explain the reason I send this little insight to you. I read my Holy Hour meditation to my son and he thought it might be good to share it with you.

Holy Hour Meditation

"If our hearts had only so many beats..... 

If our lungs could take only so many breaths..... 

If our voices could only utter so many syllables..... 

If our ears could only hear so many sounds .....    

If our hands and our bodies could only feel so many touches .....    

If our voices could only sing so many notes..... 

What if we could only meet a certain number of people or have a certain number of friends?

Is it possible we are only able to cry so many tears?

What if our clock runs down .....if our time runs out?

What if only so many smirks or chuckles or bursts of laughter are assigned to each person?

And I wonder.....

Since God sees the entire picture of our life..... 

He knows the number of minutes, 

                                                     of hours, 

                                                                   of days, 

                                                                               of months,

                                                                                               and of years, 

we have to live 

                      and laugh 

                                    and cry 

                                          and breathe.....

He knows when we will each die.....

He knows how and what the deep manifestations of our life are to be experienced..... 

Each could be our last.....

If this Holy Hour were my last time to quietly sit with Jesus, I want to be present with Him.....

I want to bring to mind each and every person I have known and all of their intentions before Jesus .....
I want to ask forgiveness and to forgive.....
To praise Him for His love.....

I want to adore Him one last time with my body and my senses......
To be present in my imperfect carnal body - in my mind.....
And beg Jesus for His Mercy."

Mary Whalen