Joy for Sorrow
I bind up the broken hearts with the cords wherewith men scourged Me in the Judgment Hall, with the whips of scorn wherewith men have mocked My Love and Divinity down the ages.
Symbol, this, of the way in which, out of seeming obstacles stepping-stones can be fashioned, and, out of trials undreamt-of, blessings can be wrought.
Share My Life with its longings and tears, with its Joys unspeakable and its heartaches beyond human description.
Share My Joy.