I want my mother's heart, and she can have mine

I enter into a silent place, where my soul becomes very attentive to God.

He makes me understand things that I ask of Him.
Oftentimes these teachings drive me to tears and I cannot take it all in, I feel like my small heart becomes so full and gigantic, and it could explode.
When the lesson came of Mary’s Heart, the Lord had taught me that the truth is alive in there.
He gave me a series of lessons on her Immaculate Heart.  He allowed my heart to be like that of a child's, begging and longing for her mother.    
(this actually happened in consecutive days)
First day, was about a person in the street, who looked like a homeless beggar, someone that society ignores. I believe that God showed me in a kind of understanding that is far beyond the natural…it was an interior understanding-very, very deep.  By that I mean that God communicated to me not from the outside but inside of me.  He showed me that this person was saintly.  He a was soul that was pleasing to God, not because he lived in poverty, but because he was righteous.  It is was so captivating because I would not usually think this way, and I cried because of the indifference of the world upon people who are unfortunate -how they get passed on as not important. 


Another day after pleading for the Heart of Mary, I saw a seemingly holy person, and in a spiritual way, It came to me that this soul was not pleasing to God at all.  The outer appearance and demeanor cannot fool God.   Of course I would not believe this until it was confirmed through the words that came out of his mouth.  He was even surprised that he uttered such words.  He literally revealed the truth about himself.  The mouth utters the content of the heart!  To the world he looked holy but was not.  The Immaculate Heart gives the spiritual eyes to see.

Yet another day, pleading for the Heart of Mary, I was driving.  I  suddenly came upon a sin that I never even thought of.  It was lost deep in my memory.  The poignant moment  I realized this sin this interior knowledge drove me to cry tears of true repentance so deeply.  I was so hurt that I offended our Lord, and my repeated sorries were escaping from my heart somehow in the hope that it would effect a balm of love where I injured the Lord.  The truth that was brought this was not accusing, it led me to be sorry from the depths of my being...it softened my heart.
Many, many more instances of these occurred.  It was like he was making me practice and see how effective this means of prayer was. 

This is the way I was taught to pray.
Lord, give me your mother’s heart  so pure, loving and holy.  Please place her heart in mine, illuminate me in all that I should know.  I need her heart for the truth. I find you in her heart who is the Truth. Please, please God give me her heart.  I won't stop pleading until you do!!!


I spend time praying in this fashion as a child, with all of my heart.  Watch and see  the power of praying for her Immaculate Heart.  

​I was going to wait until Valentine's Day to share about the Chaste heart of St Joseph.  Since a Josephologist/Mariologist heard  an experience I had with St. Joseph  and said there wasn't anything against Church teachings told me to write and keep it, I'll share it.  He died on Saturday.  Monsignor Arthur Calkins.