My Cherished Rabboni
My cherished Rabboni, it is sweet to kneel
here in Your presence. It is a joy to know
that Your dear eyes are resting upon me,
that no part of my soul is hidden from You,
that every aspiration, every longing, every
desire is known to You.
What do You think of my soul, my dearest
Does it reflect a little of Your beauty?
Does it seem to be ridding itself of
marks of sin?
Is there anything to which I cling
Your grace from working freely therein?
There are times when I think I am rather
free from scar and stain, that my battles
have left but glory in their train; and then
again as I kneel at Your dear feet, sweet
Lord, a consciousness of Your great purity
pours in upon me and my poor bedraggled soul
looks as though no ray of light had ever
broken in upon it, as though my cherished
Rabboni had never taken shelter within its
How long it takes, beloved Lord, to
and refine this dwelling place of my
But even this, sweet Lord, cannot make
sad, for I know that You are working
in my soul. I know that each time You
to my soul, You take away some defect
purify me of some stain. I know too
will come when I shall be pure and
in Your sight.
I long so to be a storehouse from which
may draw the strength and encouragement
I yearn to be filled with peace so
that it may overflow into the hearts
I pray that every one who comes near
be attracted to You, my cherished Rabboni.
I know there is much to be given away, my
darling Lord, before peace takes up her abode
in the soul, I know that I must not reach
out in desire for those things which destroy
peace, I know that I must not seek honor,
praise, consideration, preference, but that
I must bend all my energy to give honor,
praise, consideration, and preference to
My dear King, I am willing to give up everything,
I am willing to sacrifice every satisfaction
to win peace, I want to empty my heart of
every self-seeking in order that peace and
love and strength may enter.
O my cherished Rabboni, let me be Your
servant giving out these precious gifts
all whom You send along my pathway.
overflow with peace, overflow into
hearts of others. Let me pour love
sad and lonely hearts in the world.
strengthen the weak wills and steady
steps of Your wayward children.
O dearest King, take me and use me
will. Give me nothing that this world
Pay no heed to the dryness of my poor
nature, but let me by Your tool, Your
humble tool, happy to be used by my
Rabboni in His fashioning of souls
Mansion of eternal joy and peace unending.
J. S. E., RABBONI: Heart to Heart Before
Cincinnati, Ohio: Ursuline Nuns, 1920.
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