Hola!

I am back from Camp Kesem, which was AMAZING!

Anyway, just wanted to let you know I'm still praying for you, of course.

I'm super tired, but here is a picture of a squirrel:

Mother Teresa wants you to smile:

Speak tenderly to them. Let there be kindness in your face, in your eyes, in your smile, in the warmth of your greeting. Always have a cheerful smile. Don't only give your care, but give your heart as well.

I'm praying for you!

:)

Mother Teresa wants you to surrender your whole self to God and His will:

 Give yourself fully to God. He will use you to accomplish great things on the condition that you believe much more in His love than in your own weakness.

I'm praying for you!

:)

Mother Teresa wants you to spend time quietly listening to God:

Before you speak, it is necessary for you to listen, for God speaks in the silence of the heart.

I'm praying for you!

:)

Mother Teresa wants you to learn to recognize the hunger for love in each person, to discover who needs love and to love them:

There is a terrible hunger for love. We all experience that in our lives - the pain, the loneliness. We must have the courage to recognize it. The poor you may have right in your own family. 

Find them.

Love them. 

I'm praying for you!

:)

Mother Teresa wants you to go to confession regularly:

A clean heart is a free heart. A free heart can love Christ with an undivided love in chastity, convinced that nothing and nobody will separate it from his love. Purity, chastity, and virginity created a special beauty in Mary that attracted God’s attention. He showed his great love for the world by giving Jesus to her.

I'm praying for you!

:)

Mother Teresa wants you to love everyone as equals:

"There is only one God and He is God to all; therefore it is important that everyone is seen as equal before God. I’ve always said we should help a Hindu become a better Hindu, a Muslim become a better Muslim, a Catholic become a better Catholic. We believe our work should be our example to people. We have among us 475 souls - 30 families are Catholics and the rest are all Hindus, Muslims, Sikhs—all different religions. But they all come to our prayers."

I'm praying for you!

:)

Mother Teresa wants you to be selfless:

"Like Jesus we belong to the world living not for ourselves but for others. The joy of the Lord is our strength."

I'm praying for you!

:)

Mother Teresa wants you to live today and stop worrying about the past or the future:

"Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow has not yet come. We have only today. Let us begin."

I'm praying for you!

:)

Blessed Mother Teresa wants you to forgive somebody today:

"I once picked up a woman from a garbage dump and she was burning with fever; she was in her last days and her only lament was: ‘My son did this to me.’ I begged her: You must forgive your son. In a moment of madness, when he was not himself, he did a thing he regrets. Be a mother to him, forgive him. It took me a long time to make her say: ‘I forgive my son.’ Just before she died in my arms, she was able to say that with a real forgiveness. She was not concerned that she was dying. The breaking of the heart was that her son did not want her. This is something you and I can understand."

I'm praying for you!

:)

Once again, I'm off to summer camp tomorrow, so I shall leave the blog automatically updating.

To start off the trend of the next week, Mother Teresa wants you to go hug your mom:

"Keep the joy of loving God in your heart and share this joy with all you meet especially your family. Be holy – let us pray."

I'm praying for you!

:)

Here is a quote for you to ponder:

The most difficult thing I have ever had to do is follow the guidance I prayed for. 

- Albert Schweitzer

Here are more! 

I'm praying for you!

:)

I didn't know what to write tonight, so I thought I would share a personal anecdote.

I've always been taught that God has a plan for my life, some awesome vocation that will lead me to sainthood.

For I know well the plans I have in mind for you, says the LORD, plans for your welfare, not for woe! plans to give you a future full of hope. - Jeremiah 29:11

I've spent a great deal of my life trying to find those plans for my life, as if there was a package of blueprints bundled together and hidden somewhere, if only I could find and read them.

At the beginning of college, I used to think I was supposed to be a doctor. I took all my pre-med classes, studied (or tried to, at least) for all my classes, prayed really hard to do well, and did horrible in them nonetheless.

In fact, in organic chem, my failure seemed to be proportional to my praying. The harder I prayed, the more God tried to tell me I was not supposed to be a doctor.

Well, with that plan destroyed, I figured God must be trying to point me to something else.

After multiple ideas all going up in flames, I realized that I must not be supposed to get to see the big picture for my life yet.

So, I figured that I could just try to figure out my life little by little, which sounded like a good idea for a while.

"I'll just get my degree and then see where life leads me."

Turns out, getting my degree wasn't going to be that easy to get, so I finally stopped trying to plan my whole college career at once and just tried to focus on one semester, or one other chunk of time.

I realized that God was trying to stop me from planning ahead, but I didn't realize how much He didn't want me to plan.

I had this whole summer planned out when it began - 5 million things to do, but just enough time to finish everything.

Of course, getting my leg amputated kinda threw a wrench in things.

"Ok, God," I said, "I can't plan a whole summer ahead. What about one week?"

When you're trying to follow ever-changing doctors' orders and go to physical therapy and manage stuff for school, a week becomes impossible to plan successfully.

"Wow," I thought, "Really, God? I can't even plan a week?"

Then, I thought it had figured it out. You know the saying:

Take life one day at a time.

Otherwise known as:

 Do not worry about tomorrow; tomorrow will take care of itself. Sufficient for a day is its own evil. - Matthew 6:34

But every time I try to plan a day, something goes terribly wrong.

Apparently, God doesn't want me to even plan a single moment ahead.

This is not to say that God doesn't want me to schedule appointments, try to keep them, etc. It is when I get too eager that God allows the turmoil to happen in my life, when I think I've figured out His plan.

So, wondering why God wants me to be so confused about my future, I went back to that first Bible verse.

For I know well the plans I have in mind for you, says the LORD, plans for your welfare, not for woe! plans to give you a future full of hope. - Jeremiah 29:11

Oh! That makes more sense!

See, I have this awful tendency (I think it's called pride) of thinking that I could figure out God's plans on my own, as if He'd just left them somewhere, bundled up in a big pink ribbon, so that I could scour the Earth and figure out where I belong.

But, really, I can't ever find my path as long as I scour the Earth. I have to rely completely on God.

Since I'm stubborn, God allowed me to get to the point where I have to call out to Him for help in order to walk across the room, so that I might become fully reliant on Him.

So, this is where I am. I have no idea where God wants me to go, and I'm not going to try to guess. I'm simply going to say, "Lead, Lord, and I shall follow," and then go where the Good Shepherd herds me.

I don't know in what way any of this might help you, but I just felt compelled to share all this. I hope you gain something from it.

I'm praying for you!

:)

Sometimes, when I'm praying really hard, and it doesn't seem like God is answering me, I'm all like:

"I am in misery. There ain't nobody who can comfort me, oh no. Why won't you answer me? The silence is slowly killing me..."

But then God is all like:

"I gave you all I had and you tossed it in the trash, you tossed it in the trash, yes you did. To give Me all your love was all I ever asked, but what you can't understand, is I'd catch a grenade for ya, throw My hand on a blade for ya, I'd jump in front of a train for ya ,ya know I'd do anything for ya. I would go through all this pain, take a bullet straight through My brain. Yes, I would die for ya, baby, but you won't do the same..."

And then it hits me:

Jesus is the answer!

I'm praying for you!

:)

Speaking of humility, today is the feast day of St. Bonaventure.

He was actually named John by his parents, then St. Francis of Assissi prayed for him when he was ill as a baby. 


In fact, not only did St. Francis pray for him, he had a vision of the child's future greatness. St. Francis exclaimed "O Buona ventura," which means "Oh good fortune," and that became the child's new name.

At the age of 22, Bonaventure entered the Franciscan order. He was sent to study under various famous people around Europe, eventually going to Paris, where he became friends with St. Thomas Aquinas and St. Louis!


He got a doctorate with St. Thomas Aquinas!


He became General of his order and wrote a  book about the life of St. Francis.

He assisted at the translation of the relics of St. Anthony of Padua.

And these are only a few of the awesome moments in his life.


Yet, when he was nominated Archbishop of York, he didn't want the position!

Of course, he was forced instead to become Cardinal and Bishop of Albano.

St. Bonaventure, doctor of the Church, on this your feast day, pray for Josh, that he may be always humble and always willing to follow God's will in his life, even when it takes him where he does not wish to be (such as possibly Rome, to be Pope...). Amen. 

I'm praying for you!

:)

I found this picture on a pro-life Facebook page, and it was too cute to not share with you:

Every night growing up (and occasionally now...), my parents gave my siblings and me our bedtime blessing:

May the Lord bless you and keep you.

May He make His face to shine upon you.

May the Lord let His countenance rest upon you and give you peace.  Amen.

Blessed dreams to you, and good night!

I'm praying for you!

:)

One of my friends just posted this on Facebook, which reminded me how much I love this quote.

“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket- safe, dark, motionless, airless—it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.”  - C.S. Lewis

Don't keep your heart in a box.

So, here's my rambling paraphrasation (that's a real word now, because I said so):

Sometimes, your heart needs to stay in a box for awhile, to take a break from the world, so that God can revive and refresh you. If you leave your heart in the box, though, you will be heartless and, therefore, dead. You've got to put your heart back in your chest and go out into the world. You have to let yourself be hurt, let yourself bleed, let your heart be rubbed raw from loving others. Only when your heart is raw, only when you are bleeding, can you truly feel the joy that comes from loving others. Then, and only then, in your imitation of Christ's passion, can you be truly joined to the will and love of Christ.

As a final note, that picture above is from an awesome study at UCLA! You should check it out.

I'm praying for you!

:)

My mom just tried to type something into the navigation bar and instead typed "st. cla" into my open blog entry, so I have decided to blog about St. Clare (of Assisi).

She spent most of her life cloistered, so nobody knows much about her life. You can read her entire life story here.

The most interesting thing about her sainthood, though, is that she was named the patron saint of television by Pope Pius XII in 1958. I'm guessing this means she prays for people involved with television and not with the device itself.

Apparently, when she was too sick to go to Mass, she could see and hear it on her bedroom wall, long before televisions existed.

Saint or alien? You decide. My vote: both!*

*Obviously, my vote is saint. St. Clare is not an alien, even though that would be kind of awesome...


St. Clare, patron saint of television, pray that Josh's television would break, so that he may always focus on his studies. Just kidding, but do pray for Josh. Pray that he might show the same determination you showed in following God's will for your life. May God grant him the fortitude, wisdom, and love to follow God, no matter what the road ahead may hold. Amen.

I'm praying for you!

:)

Following yesterday's theme of not creating an idol out of ourselves, here is a quote from Tim Keller, a protestant minister (I think) who, although sometimes crazy, is very intelligent at times:

“When people say, "I know God forgives me, but I can't forgive myself," they mean that they have failed an idol, whose approval is more important than God's.” 

Sorry this post is so late!  It says July 12, but it's really for the 11th.

I'm praying for you!

:)

Today's reading is from Chapter 8 of Hosea:


Thus says the LORD:
They made kings in Israel, but not by my authority;
they established princes, but without my approval.
With their silver and gold they made
idols for themselves, to their own destruction.
Cast away your calf, O Samaria!
my wrath is kindled against them;
How long will they be unable to attain
innocence in Israel?
The work of an artisan,
no god at all,
Destined for the flames?
such is the calf of Samaria!


When they sow the wind,
they shall reap the whirlwind;
The stalk of grain that forms no ear
can yield no flour;
Even if it could,
strangers would swallow it.


When Ephraim made many altars to expiate sin,
his altars became occasions of sin.
Though I write for him my many ordinances,
they are considered as a stranger's.
Though they offer sacrifice,
immolate flesh and eat it,
the LORD is not pleased with them.
He shall still remember their guilt
and punish their sins;
they shall return to Egypt.

I really don't know where anybody got the idea to worship this...

A lot of times, these Old Testament readings seem really weird and distant - they're so full of burnt sacrifices, golden calves, people dying for their sins, etc. They don't seem to fit in very well with the New Testament, and they certainly don't seem to have any relevance to our lives today.

I didn't get a chance to go to Mass and hear a homily today, but to make sense of the first reading, I thought I should probably look at the first reading and the Gospel together.

Today's Gospel comes from Matthew:


A demoniac who could not speak was brought to Jesus,
and when the demon was driven out the mute man spoke.
The crowds were amazed and said,
"Nothing like this has ever been seen in Israel."
But the Pharisees said,
"He drives out demons by the prince of demons."


Jesus went around to all the towns and villages,
teaching in their synagogues,
proclaiming the Gospel of the Kingdom,
and curing every disease and illness.
At the sight of the crowds, his heart was moved with pity for them
because they were troubled and abandoned,
like sheep without a shepherd.
Then he said to his disciples,
"The harvest is abundant but the laborers are few;
so ask the master of the harvest
to send out laborers for his harvest."

"They just looked so pitiful. Daddy, can I keep them?"

We should also look at the Responsorial Psalm, which says of idols:


They have mouths but speak not;
they have eyes but see not;
They have ears but hear not;
they have noses but smell not.



They have hands but feel not;
they have feet but walk not.
Their makers shall be like them,
everyone that trusts in them.

This is the first picture when I Google "They have eyes but see not."

In the first reading, the people have angered God by creating idols and going against His will. They offer sacrifices, but they offer them without result, because they offer them to golden calves and such. God gives laws to Ephraim, but he does not treat the laws as he should the laws of God. Rather, he treats the words of God as those of a stranger.

Flash forward to Jesus healing a man possessed by a demon. He drives out the demon, but the Pharisees do not recognize Him as God or as even coming from God. They treat the Word of God as a stranger. They have taken the Law which God has given them and used it to turn themselves into idols. As the Psalm says, the Pharisees have eyes but see not - just like the Old Testament idols and their worshipers, they are blind to the true presence of God in their midst. Their followers (those who trust in them) suffer the same way, so that they have mouths but speak not, etc.

Thus, when Jesus sees the crowds, He has pity on them, for they have been following false leaders, idols. They are troubled and abandoned, like sheep without a shepherd.

He just needs a home. PLEASE, DADDY!!!

The people of the Old Testament reading lived before the coming of Christ. They simply continued to live in sin, angering God more and more because they have no shepherd to guide them towards the Truth. The people of the Gospel reading are in the same predicament, but Jesus is in their midst, even though they don't realize it.

Apparently, Where's Waldo with Jesus is a real thing...

Jesus is the Good Shepherd, and He came to guide us away from all of our false idols and towards His truth, especially when our idols are ourselves.

"I did not make you beautiful so that you could stare at yourself all day!"

So, even though the Old Testament reading seems archaic and irrelevant to our lives, when it's seen in context of the rest of today's Liturgy of the Word, it actually teaches us an important lesson about listening to God and avoiding idols, especially when we are tempted to create idols out of ourselves.

The Gospel, though, teaches what is perhaps an even more important lesson: When we are stupid, and we think that we're awesome, or we create an idol out of our favorite person, Christ will always be there to lead us out of sin and stupidity, and He will always plead to His Father on our behalf, that we may obtain Heaven.

Lesson of the day: Jesus thinks you're cuter than this lamb!

And, of course, here's a prayer:

Faithful Shepherd, 
You are not a hireling who runs away at the sight of danger, 
but Your fidelity was tested 
and proven on the wood of the Cross. 
Accept the gift of our gratitude 
for Your marvelous care. 
Help us to hear and follow Your voice.


Watchful Shepherd, 
who protects the flock 
and searches tirelessly 
for those who wander from the fold, 
retrieve the lost and bring them home. 
Tend and heal their wounds. 


Good Shepherd, 
who lays down His Life for His sheep, 
nourish Your people with the Bread of Life, 
that we may reflect Your likeness 
and enjoy the spring of Living Water that never ends. 


Amen.


I'm praying for you!

:)

Continuing the thread of yesterday's post, here is a quote from The Rule of St. Benedict:

The first step of humility, then, is that a man keeps the fear of God always before his eyes and never forgets it. 

The second step of humility is that a man loves not his own will nor takes pleasure in the satisfaction of his desires.

Also:

If we humble our hearts, the Lord will raise it [them?] to heaven.

And I'm pretty sure this quote is about humble people:

They judge it is the Lord's power, not their own, that brings about the good in them.

I'm praying for you!

:)

 

 

 

 

Today, my parish at home got a new priest, and he gave a homily about humility, since today's second reading was, as you had said, 2 Corinthians 12:

.... When I am weak, then I am strong.

He talked about how boasting is not humility

Look how awesome I am in my skin-tight suit!

but denying talents isn't humility either.

Oh, you're too kind! That train practically stopped itself.

This ^ is called false humility, and is really just pride in disguise.

Humility, he said, is knowing exactly who you are and acting accordingly. 

If someone says, "The force is strong within you," then you don't say:

No, it's not, you're ridiculous!

But you also don't say:

I know, I shall use it to rule the universe!

You say:

I am honored to have been chosen, Please teach me.

That is humility. You know what else that sounds like, other than Star Wars?

My soul magnifies the Lord, and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior, for He has looked with favor on the lowliness of His servant. Surely, from now on all generations will call me blessed; for the Mighty One has done great things for me, and holy is His name. His mercy is for those who fear Him from generation to generation. He has shown strength with His arm; He has scattered the proud in the thoughts of their hearts. He has brought down the powerful from their thrones, and lifted up the lowly; He has filled the hungry with good things, and sent the rich away empty. He has helped His servant Israel, in remembrance of His mercy, according to the promise He made to our ancestors, to Abraham and to his descendants forever.  

Aside from her Son, Mary was the most humble person in the history (and future) of humanity. An angel shows up at her house praising her, which of course scares her, then that same angel tells her she's going to be the mother of God! I can think of a few responses I might have had to that request when I was a young teenager:

1. You're crazy! You were using the praise as a trick to get me to have a child. 
2. Why me? Why this? Why now? What kind of weird plan is this?
3. Give me proof! I don't believe you.
4. I'm not worthy. Pick someone else.
5. Mommy! There's a scary man calling me full of grace and trying to get me to have a baby!!! 

Mary's response, instead of any of those, was simply, "How?" and then "Yes."

She doesn't try to deny the graces God has granted her. Out of all the people in the Bible appointed by God for great tasks, Mary is the only one I can think of who doesn't claim to be unfit or unworthy. She trusts God to have picked someone who was capable of completing the task.

Rather than being silent afterwards, sulking in her room over having to do such a dangerous and difficult task or desperately trying to hide her pregnancy, Mary proclaims her Magnificat,  glorifying the Lord.

She thanks the Lord for giving her such an important role in salvation, even though her role is difficult. She does not shy away from her talents and the wonderful graces God has given her. Rather, she points out her graces (from this day, all generations will call me blessed) in order to glorify God.

True humility doesn't mean being a push-over. It means imitating Christ, who grew up imitating His  Blessed Mother.

God has blessed me in so many ways. I will not deny my Immaculate Conception, my response to the Annunciation, the Incarnation in my womb, my Assumption, my eternal reign in Heaven, or any of my other graces. All of this, though, I have received directly from God, who loves me and who blesses me so that I may lead you to Him, who loves you more than you could ever possibly imagine.

This is probably the longest blog post I have ever written for you. I should probably mention that the examples are all my own. The priest talked about singing as a talent and Jesus as an example of humility. Actually, his example was really good, because he talked about how humble Jesus was in today's Gospel reading. 

Anyway, I shall leave you now to ponder humility. 

I'm praying for you!

:)

 

2 posts in 1 day! :)

The following is the first paragraph of the first chapter, "Frustration," of Peace of Soul by Bishop Fulton J. Sheen:

Unless souls are saved, nothing is saved; there can be no world peace unless there is soul peace. World wars are only projections of the conflicts waged inside the souls of modern men, for nothing happens in the external world that has not first happened within a soul. 

I thought this would be a good couple of sentences for you to think about, especially as you work towards becoming a leader in the Church (especially if you ever become a bishop (or pope)). In fact, I'd love to hear your thoughts, over email, phone or Skype. Also, I recommend reading this book if you have not (or anything by Bishop Sheen, really).

I'm praying for you!

:)

50th post!

Now that my internet access is back, here is yesterday's post, which I texted to you last night.

The secret of happiness is to live moment by moment and to thank God for all that He, in His goodness, sends to us day after day. - St. Gianna

She looks pretty happy to me, so I think her advice is probably worth taking.

I'm praying for you!

:)

Saw this on Facebook, figured you would think it was awesome.

Also, have you shared this blog with anyone, or did you really look at it 29 times in one day? :P

I'm praying for you!

:)

Sorry for keeping you waiting for your blog post for so long. My family went to see fireworks, and after we got back, my mom and I had a really long discussion about angels.

I thought that tonight I would share some quotes that other people have shared with me.

First of all, if there is anything bothering or worrying you right now, stop worrying this instant.

Pray, hope, and don't worry. Worry is useless. God is merciful and will hear your prayer.   - Padre Pio

No more worrying? Awesome! Now that you've stopped worrying and are in a mood for prayer, I understand that there may still seem to be obstacles holding you back from God.

Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is there is freedom.                 - 2 Corinthians 3:17

The Spirit of the Lord just so happens to be EVERYWHERE, so I think you're pretty much covered in the freedom department.

Still feeling troubled? Haven't you been paying attention?

In this world you may have troubles; but take heart, for I have overcome the world.                  - John 16:33

Unburdened, unworried, and untroubled, you should be ready to truly listen to God.


Has anyone ever told you that your vocation or your religious way of life is impractical? Wouldn't it make more sense, in this world and this economy, to become a doctor or an accountant? I'm fairly certain that, as a seminarian and even beforehand, you have had someone not understand how you could be so deeply  in love with God and with His Church.

Nothing is more practical than finding God, that is, than falling in love in a quite absolute, final way. What you are in love with, what seizes your imagination, will affect everything. It will decide what will get you out of bed in the morning, what you will do with your evenings, how you will spend your weekends, what you read, who you know, what breaks your heart, and what amazes you with joy and gratitude. Fall in love. Stay in love. And it will decide everything. - Fr. Pedro Arrupe, SJ

So, you're in love with Christ and His Church, and you're not letting anybody tell you you're being a fool. The only problem I can see that might remain is that you don't know where to go and what to do to follow Christ all the time. The answer to that one, though, is "Listen!"

My Beloved speaks and says to me: Arise, my Love, my Fair One, and come away.              - Song of Songs 2:10

 Sorry if this blog post seems kinda weird. I hope that at least some of it is helpful to you in your journey. 


I'm praying for you!


:)

 

  

I fixed the font problems - YAY!

Anyway, I spent most of the day today down at the hospital (again) working on learning how to deal with my phantom limb pain, adjust the cast on my leg, and walk on my temporary prosthetic.

Which looks something like this (which I did NOT draw)

I was tired beyond belief, due to all my pain medication, all my pain, and the fact that I have been sleeping sitting up (propped up on approximately 5 million pillows) for nearly a week now, a position which is not conducive to actually sleeping.

And yet, although my eyes are difficult to focus, my fingers are jittering constantly, the room seems to spin around me, and the pain in my leg is beyond my prior belief, I did better in physical therapy today than ever before. I walked all the way down the hall with my prosthetic leg. With lesser pain and discomfort, I hadn't been able to walk as far or as well.

On my own power and judging by my own capabilities, I shouldn't have been able to take a single step today. I should have passed out long before I even managed to stand. However, the Bible reminds us:

He (the Lord) said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for power is made perfect in weakness." I will rather boast most gladly of my weaknesses, in order that the power of Christ may dwell with me. 

Therefore, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and constraints, for the sake of Christ; for when I am weak, then I am strong.

When I was at my strongest, I did not seek help from the Lord, because I did not perceive that I needed His help (which is silly, because everyone always needs His help.)

When I became weak, however, I entrusted myself to the Lord. Jesus was able to overcome my pride more easily when I had none, and thus He was able to accomplish great things through me, greater things than I could ever accomplish when I was strong.

Thus, when I am weak, I am strong.

I finally understand this Bible verse, which was the theme for VAX, which you did not attend :( because you were in Seminary.

Anyway, I thought you might enjoy my insights on this verse. If you have any corrections to my understanding, let me know!

I'm praying for you!

:)

Unfortunately, I don't have much more time on the internet, and I procrastinated writing your blog post because I was:

1. On pain meds and falling asleep.
2. On the phone
3. Trying to think of a cool prayer

Since I procrastinated for so long, I now do not have time to think of a cool prayer, so instead, enjoy this video of a parrot, and know that I am praying for you!  :)

*The parrot video has absolutely nothing to do with my prayers.

St. Therese (my Confirmation Saint) has answers for EVERYTHING!

For instance, so often, it is so difficult for me to find the right words to say when I'm praying, but she wrote:

Frequently, only silence can express my prayer.  However, this Divine Guest of the tabernacle understands all, even the silence of a child's soul filled with gratitude.  When I am before the tabernacle, I can say only one thing to Our Lord: ‘My God, you know that I love you’and I feel my prayer does not tire Jesus.”

Very St. Peter-ish of her

Sometimes, I just need to know how to make it through the day without falling apart:

To bear the exile of this valley of tears I need the glance of my Divine Savior.  This glance full of love has revealed its charms to me.  It has made me sense the happiness of Heaven.  My Jesus smiles at me when I sigh to Him.  Then I no longer feel my trial of faith.  My God’s Glance, His ravishing Smile, That is Heaven for me!

Sometimes, I don't feel loved, or I feel like I'm not needed or wanted by anyone:

Do you realize that Jesus is there in the Blessed Sacrament expressly for you, for you alone? He burns with the desire to come into your heart.

Even when JPII is holding Him, He still wants YOU!

 Sometimes, I get caught up in the things of this world and forget about what's truly important:

How I loved the feasts...I especially loved the processions in honor of the Blessed Sacrament.  What a joy it was for me to throw flowers beneath the feet of God...I was never so happy as when I saw my roses touch the sacred Monstrance.

This is not what's truly important, by the way

At other times, I just want to emulate the Saints and quote their prayers:

St. Therese was asked what she did when praying. She said, "I don't do anything, I just love him!"

 Stop making me look stupid, patron saint!

Of course, there are also those times when I fall asleep during Adoration: 

That I fall asleep so often during meditation, and thanksgiving after Communion, should distress me. Well, I am not distressed. I reflect that little children are equally dear to their parents whether they are asleep or awake; that, in order to perform operations, doctors put their patients to sleep; and finally that "The Lord knoweth our frame, He remembereth that we are but dust." Yet, apparently barren as was my retreat—and those which followed have been no less so—I unconsciously received many interior lights on the best means of pleasing God, and practising virtue. I have often observed that Our Lord will not give me any store of provisions, but nourishes me each moment with food that is ever new; I find it within me without knowing how it has come there. I simply believe that it is Jesus Himself hidden in my poor heart, who is secretly at work, inspiring me with what He wishes me to do as each occasion arises.

Apparently, falling asleep in Adoration is way more like this 

Than like this

And when I keep falling asleep in Adoration time and time again, she reminds me to pray this prayer:

O Jesus, Your little bird is happy to be weak and little. What would become of it if it were big? Never would it have the boldness to appear in Your presence, to fall asleep in front of You. Yes, this is still one of the weaknesses of the little bird: when it wants to fix its gaze upon the Divine Sun, and when the clouds prevent it from seeing a single ray of that Sun, in spite of itself, its little eyes close, its little head is hidden beneath its wing, and the poor little thing falls asleep, believing all the time that it is fixing its gaze upon its Dear Star. When it awakens, it doesn’t feel desolate; its little heart is at peace and it begins once again its work of love. It calls upon the angels and saints who rise like eagles before the consuming Fire, and since this is the object of the little bird’s desire the eagles take pity on it, protecting and defending it, and putting to flight at the same time the vultures who want to devour it. These vultures are the demons whom the little bird doesn’t fear, for it is not destined to be their prey but the prey of the Eagle whom it contemplates in the center of the Sun of Love.

I'm just gonna sit here until Jesus teaches me how to fly. 

In summary, St. Therese has an answer for everything. That answer is to go to the Eucharist and love Jesus, always.