My Hope is Built on Nothing Less

I feel alone, apart, adrift. I thought I had an anchor but I cannot feel its tug. Does that mean it is no longer there? And so I fear, doubt, and become even more tossed to and fro by the wind and the waves. 

I cry out but Jesus does not speak the words I would choose for him. He does not speak "Peace, Be Still" to the chaos of my life, my own storm. I know he could as easily he controlled the Sea of Galilee. Why? Help!

And then he does speak. He whispers, "Peace, Be Still," not to the wind and waves but rather to the turbulence of my own heart. The roiling worries have no place despite the waves. This is my miracle, my anchor holds. 

"When darkness veils His lovely face,
I rest on His unchanging grace;
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil."

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Litany of Humilty

O Jesus! meek and humble of heart,  
Hear me.

From the desire of being esteemed, 
Deliver me, Jesus.
From the desire of being loved,  
Deliver me, Jesus.
From the desire of being extolled, 
Deliver me, Jesus. 
From the desire of being honored,  
Deliver me, Jesus.

From the desire of being praised,  
Deliver me, Jesus.
From the desire of being preferred to others,  
Deliver me, Jesus. 
From the desire of being consulted, 
Deliver me, Jesus. 
From the desire of being approved,  

Deliver me, Jesus. 

 

From the fear of being humiliated, 
Deliver me, Jesus. 
From the fear of being despised,  
Deliver me, Jesus. 
From the fear of suffering rebukes,  
Deliver me, Jesus. 
From the fear of being calumniated,  
Deliver me, Jesus.

From the fear of being forgotten,  
Deliver me, Jesus. 
From the fear of being ridiculed,  
Deliver me, Jesus. 
From the fear of being wronged,  
Deliver me, Jesus. 
From the fear of being suspected,  
Deliver me, Jesus.

That others may be loved more than I, 
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it. 
That others may be esteemed more than I,  
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it. 
That, in the opinion of the world, others may increase and I may decrease,  
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it. 
That others may be chosen and I set aside, 

Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.

That others may be praised and I unnoticed,  
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it. 
That others may be preferred to me in everything,  
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it. 
That others may become holier than I, provided that I may become as holy as I should,

Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.