I was reading a book on St. Faustina's life and I was struck by how hard it was on one hand and yet how filled with Heavenly joy she was. Her parents did not want her to become a nun and after she left for the convent they never saw her again. Some of the other more educated nuns looked down on her and did not make her convent life a bed of roses. And of course, there was the tuberculosis. Whenever people go on about vaccines I always try to thank God that I grew up in a world where kids got a TB shot and we never had to worry about drowning in our own blood while our lungs fall apart. People tend to think about Satine dying prettily in Moulin Rouge or Mimi singing an aria before succumbing in La Boheme but TB is not like that. St. Faustina went through agony we can't even imagine. And yet, she did not lose her Faith or her hope.
Dear Faustina, apostle of the Divine Mercy, pray for us.
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