Reclaiming Our Children: A Blog About Healing After Abortion

Ninth Day

"Today bring to Me the Souls who have become Lukewarm,

and
immerse them in the abyss of My mercy. These souls wound My Heart most
painfully. My soul suffered the most dreadful loathing in the Garden of
Olives because of lukewarm souls. They were the reason I cried out:
'Father, take this cup away from Me, if it be Your will.' For them, the
last hope of salvation is to run to My mercy." 

Most compassionate Jesus, You are Compassion Itself. I bring lukewarm
souls into the abode of Your Most Compassionate Heart. In this fire of
Your pure love, let these tepid souls who, like corpses, filled You
with such deep loathing, be once again set aflame. O Most Compassionate
Jesus, exercise the omnipotence of Your mercy and draw them into the
very ardor of Your love, and bestow upon them the gift of holy love,
for nothing is beyond Your power.

Eternal Father, turn
Your merciful gaze upon lukewarm souls who are nonetheless enfolded in
the Most Compassionate Heart of Jesus. Father of Mercy, I beg You by
the bitter Passion of Your Son and by His three-hour agony on the
Cross: Let them, too, glorify the abyss of Your mercy. Amen.