I found myself crying after praying the Divine Mercy Novena. It is just now that I got the chance to read it actually.
What made me cry is the fact that I finally grasped what it meant by being merciful--as God would have wanted it to be.
I cried out of conscience in knowing that I lack all the qualities of what a merciful person should be. That, I have a heart of stone. That, after all this time, my husband was right about me when it comes to my relationships with other people.
1. I am very limited when it comes to helping people--like I have a measuring device that tells me when to stop helping or to keep going on.
2. I always find fault in people or objects or events. I tend to overlook the goodness in the people I met, the places I went to, the events I experienced and instead bank on the possible negativities in them. I just won't accept things as they are. I am very suspicious.
I cried also because I realized why God gave John, my husband, to me. He is there to guide me and serve as my inspiration on how to become merciful to others eventhough I know they have the tendency to or will really abuse my kindness.
I am ever thankful for John! May God give me the grace to be like him!
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For this, I created another blog (now-turned entry post): Pledge of Mercy