I experienced a good deal of sorrow because of a certain person.
...But I resolved not to say a word in my defense
and to show even greater kindness toward that person.
I became aware, however, that I was not strong enough to
bear this calmly, because the matter lingered on for weeks....
I went before the Blessed Sacrament and said to the Lord,
“Lord Jesus, I ask You to give me the strength
of Your actual grace,
because I feel that I will not manage to survive this struggle.
Shield me with Your breast.”
Then I heard the words,
"Do not fear; I am with you."
When I left the altar,
an extraordinary peace and power filled my soul,
and the storm that was raging broke
against my soul as against a rock;
and the foam of the storm fell on those who had raised it.
Oh, how good is the Lord,
who will reward each one according to his deed!
Let every soul beg for the help of actual grace,
as sometimes ordinary grace is not enough.
#1150
From
Divine Mercy in My Soul: the Diary of St. Faustina
