Meditations by Padre Pio

My Mother, lavish upon me that love which burned in your heart for Him, upon me, who, full of misery, admire in you the mystery of your Immaculate Conception. I ardently desire that, because of it, you will render me pure of heart, in order to love your God, and mine; pure in thought, in order to reach Him and contemplate Him, to adore Him and serve Him in truth and in Spirit; pure in body, so that I may become a tabernacle less unworthy of receiving Him when he deigns to come to me in Holy Communion.

 

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