I am so tired today so I am going to let someone more spiritually competent take the reigns- St Bernadette (no surprise there then).
I love this prayer but I am a little scared of it because it is submission in its truest sense and that ability to give yourself totally to God is amazing. I hope to be worthy of repeating these sentiments one day.
Prayer of a poor beggar to Jesus
give me, I beg you
the bread of humility
the bread of obedience,
the bread of charity,
the bread o strength to break my will
and mould it to yours,
the bread of interior mortification,
the bread of detachment from creatures
the bread of patience to bear the
the sufferings my heart endures
you want me to be crucified, fiat
the bread of strength to suffer as I ought,
the bread of seeing you in all things
and at all times
I want no other friends but these
St. Bernadette suffered a great deal in her life- she had difficulty breathing and died of, among other things, TB of the bones which is excruciatingly painful- she was only 35. By the end of her life she could not walk at all. She embraced life with a sense of humour and joy. Most of all I think about how she left her beloved family and beautiful Lourdes aged 22 never to see either again. She longed for her grotto and for her family yet she accepted the will of God with joy. True inspiration on a cold winters night, after a long day.
I'm getting an early night- goodnight dear friends!