What Happen when you pray the Rosary?
When you pray, Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners now….., the Blessed Mother comes instantly to your side to pray with you. And she does not come alone. She brings Angels with her. And not just one or two for she is the Queen of Angels, so choirs of angels come with her. And, she and Jesus are joined at the heart and can not be separated, so she brings Jesus with her. And Jesus can not be separated from the Trinity, so He brings the Father and the Holy Spirit with Him. And where the Holy Trinity is all of creation is and you are surrounded by such beauty and light as you cannot imagine in this life. Your Mother comes as Our Lady of Grace with her hands out-stretched. Rays of light emit from her hands piercing your body, healing you and filling you with graces. This is your inheritance which was poured out from the heart of Jesus on the Cross, when the centurion pierced His Heart with the spear, into the only pure vessel ready to receive such graces at that time,Your Mother. Now, as you pray the Rosary, or even just recite one Hail Mary, you receive your portion of these graces.”He also said at this time, “Anyone who goes to Mary and prays the Rosary can not be touched by Satan.”
Is it any wonder that anyone who prays the Rosary from the heart is so blessed and protected and powerful in their prayers for others?”
-Father Gabriel Amorth, Chief Exorcist of the Vatican
"Go to Joseph with extreme confidence, because I do not remember having asked anything from St. Joseph, without having obtained it readily."
~St. Padre Pio
"Procure não inquietar sua alma diante do triste espetáculo da injustiça humana. Sobre esta injustiça, você verá um dia o triunfo definitivo da justiça de Deus."
Santo Padre Pio de Pietrelcina.
Ponder the fact that you were loved before you ever loved. For God looked within Himself and fell in love with the beauty of His creature and so created us.
— St. Catherine of Siena
—Me enamoré de lo que llevas dentro, mirando sin mirar.
—¿Dentro de dónde? ¿Del pecho, del alma, de la cabeza?
—De ese lugar que no se ve. Donde guardas lo que no muestras a nadie, donde tiemblas cuando nadie te mira.
—A mi me pasó lo mismo. Lo “bonito” cansa, mientras lo de adentro permanece, duele, sueña, se equivoca… y aun así sigue queriendo.
—Sí, por eso me enamoré de ti, porque no eras perfecto, sino verdadero…