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Posted November 18, 2013 in MH Krasnoyarsk, Russia, and in MH Resteigne, Belgium:
Surrounded by God’s Love

by Polina Rukosueva, Russian retreatant (translated by Catherine Lesage).

My Lord, may this narration of the wonderful days spent in Resteigne be my prayer to you.

Words are not enough to express how grateful I am to you for the time spent in the house of your Holy Mother in Belgium. This whole pilgrimage—every moment of it, every meeting, every step and every event—was surrounded by your tender care and love.

How can I express what I received through this pilgrimage when words are not enough, when words are powerless? Through this pilgrimage you revealed the gentle, enormous, tender love you have for me. How can words express this encounter with your heavenly love that I experienced?

You know every corner of my heart. You know that when I left Krasnoyarsk, I was terribly tired. I was overwhelmed with noise, stress, events, troubles. I was seeking for "him whom my soul loved," but I couldn’t find him. You know that the fabric of my soul was torn in many places but the pain was suppressed deep inside.

I felt so small inside. I was so poor when I arrived in Resteigne to join the family of Madonna House. Probably that’s why you decided to bring me there. Because Madonna House is a place for the poor and little, that that was the right place for me to go to.

Apart from being a refuge for the poor, lonely, hungry, and dispossessed, this beautiful house in Resteigne is a house of your Holy Mother, a house where the hostess is the Mother of God herself.

She accepted me with her open arms when I arrived. She knew all my troubles. She knew my needs and what was going on deep inside me.

During these wonderful days, the spiritual beauty of which I cannot convey, your Holy Mother herself mended the torn fabric of my soul with her gentle, loving hands. And when Our Lady mends something, it gets completely renewed.

But to mend something, one needs tools. You cannot mend or sew without a needle, a thimble, a thread, scissors, good lighting. Our Lady needed tools. The tools were the staff of Madonna House.

My dear Lord, how can I thank you for the gift of this pilgrimage and spiritual retreat in the house of your Mother?

When we were visiting monasteries, churches, parishes, communities in Belgium and France, I was struck by the thought that everything belongs to you, you alone. You are the true Owner of everything, including these churches, communities, parishes—not their superiors, bishops, priests, lay people.

You are the only owner of the Madonna House community, and you decided to use your property and opened all doors and removed all obstacles to provide for the spiritual needs of your poor pilgrims from Russia.

Catherine Doherty used to say: "God speaks quietly, very quietly, but he does speak, and he will make known to you what he wants you to do."

For me this whole pilgrimage was the incarnation of these words of Catherine. I felt her presence, my Lord, during these days.

And these words of hers reminded me that all I should care for is your holy will, and you will make your will known to me. All I have to do is to listen to you.

That’s the only path to true happiness; and that’s the path you are calling me to follow. That’s the path Christ himself followed perfectly when he was living among us—the path of obedience to your will. That’s the only way to happiness in my life, my dear Lord.

Bless the Lord, O my soul; and all that is within me, bless his holy name! Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits—who forgives all your iniquity, who heals all your diseases, who redeems your life from the pit, who crowns you with steadfast love and mercy, who satisfies you with good as long as you live (Ps 103:1-5).

 

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