The Tenderness of the Love of Jesus–His Sacred Heart!

The Tenderness of the Love of Jesus–His Sacred Heart

Hosea 11:1, 3-4, 8 c-9; John 19:31-37

“O Heart of Jesus, treasure of tenderness,

You Yourself are my happiness, my only hope.

You who knew how to charm my tender youth,

Stay near me till the last night.

Lord, to you alone I’ve given my life,

And all  my desires are well-known to you.

It’s in your ever-infinite goodness

That I want to lose myself, O Heart of Jesus!

Ah! I know well, all our righteousness

Is worthless in your sight.

To give value to my sacrifices,

I want to cast them into your Divine Heart.

You did not find your angels without blemish.

In the midst of lighting; you gave your law!.  .

I hide myself in your Sacred Heart, Jesus.

I do not fear, my virtue is You!. .

To be able to gaze on your glory,

I know we have to pass through fire.

So I, for my purgatory,

Choose your burning love, O heart of my God!

On leaving this life, my exiled soul

Would like to make an act of pure love,

And then, flying away to Heaven, it’s Homeland

Enter Straightaway into your Heart.”

(Therese of Lisieux)

———————————————-     Recently I had a rose tattooed on my neck, to remind me that Jesus, loves me, that he shed his blood for all of  our redemption, calling us to move out into new life, taking care of one another, bringing the Kingdom of God into being.

    As we move back into full function in society, all will seem on the surface as business as usual. Restaurants in full swing, the Opera and all the play houses coming back to function etc.

    The reality is that many, and I mean many are psychologically suffering, their lives for over a year have been under threat of an illness that is possibly fatal, secondly  they have basically been locked in their housing; there are more homeless, people who had jobs and housing a year ago,and no more; and there are few mental health services for the majority.

    Many, many, of us live on the “Borderlands”, walking in a wilderness of unknowing. When one sees death, and so much suffering, we find ourselves, on that  thin line–between life and death, that is the “borderland,s” that is where I find myself.

    I am not sure I am saying the right thing most of the time,  I cry a lot, I listen and listen with full intent, and wonder, is this helpful?And this I hear from so many people, they simply do not know what world they are in.

     A young  homeless 19 year old  guy, asked me late last night, “Does God really care?” “Does he care if I might be gay!” “Does he care I am homeless?”

    Hard questions to answer for someone suffering so. And they are hard to answer when religion is used as a weapon so much these days.

    And I answered yes, an absolute yes. I told him I trusted Jesus when I was on the streets; when two weeks ago I was taken to the hospital in Sacramento, delirious with fever, I trust him when people hate me, ignore me, say hateful things about me, and that that trust does not always get us what we always want, but ultimately God cares. I told him, “God cares in that I am listening, giving you food, a place to shower, some food, and a place to sleep for the night.” It is always “little by little.”

    The Sacred Heart of Jesus reminds us of God’s love for us  so much that Jesus suffered on the cross, spilling his blood, and continues to suffer, and will bring us to wholeness, God will never give up. His Sacred Heart call us  to care, to love, and to provide for others. Deo Gratias! Thanks be to God!


Fr. River Damien Sims, sfw, D.Min., D.S.T.

P.O. Box 642656

San Francisco, CA 94164



Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony.”

Mahatma Gandhi

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