Posts by Padre Pio Devotions

Little by little we are able to hear the still, small voice in the hurricane, the earthquake, or the fire. God is hidden in difficulties. If we can find him there, we will never lose him. Without difficulties, we do not know the power of God’s mercy and the incredible destiny he has for each…

Death and eternity are the two faces of one great destiny. Nothing is in vain; nothing dies. Our life on earth is completed, crowned, and perpetuated in heaven. Earthly life is beautiful and worthy when it is lived in the service of God. All that is beautiful and good in us and around us on…

The waves are many and the surging sea dangerous. But we are not afraid that we may be drowned, for we are standing on the rock. Let the sea rage as it will, it cannot split the rock asunder. Though the waves tower on high, they cannot overwhelm the boat of Jesus. What, pray, are…

If you love truth, be a lover of silence. Silence, like the sunlight, will illuminate you in God and will deliver you from the phantoms of ignorance. Silence will unite you to God . More than all things, love silence. It is fruitful in a way that words cannot describe. In the beginning we have…

God has determined, unless I interfere with his plan, that I should reach that which will be my greatest happiness. He looks on me individually, he calls me by my name, he knows what I can do, what I can best be, what is my greatest happiness, and he means to give it to me.…

Jesus, the name of Our Lord. . .shall be the first word I write in the New Year. The name stands for all the things I desire when I pray, believe and hope; for inner and outer redemption; for relaxation of all the selfish tensions and limitations I place in the way of the free…

Grant me your grace, O most merciful Jesus, that your grace may be with me, and work with me, and remain with me to the very end. Grant that I may always desire and will that which is most acceptable and pleasing to you. Let your will be mine. . .Grant that I may die…

O Jesus, I see this new year as a blank page that your Father is giving me, upon which he will write day by day what he has arranged for me in his divine pleasure. With full confidence I am writing at the top of the page from now on, ‘Lord, do with me what…

When for one reason or another, we contemplate the reality of death, it is not uncommon that we begin to think about the sin and failure in our past. And for many, this thought can be a cause of great unhappiness and even despair. After all, the past is past, we are told; it can…

The last day of a year of which the chief characteristic for me has been privation. God willed it to be full enough of suffering, renunciation, sadness of every kind . . . But the blessed Master taught me stronger, deeper love, stripped of conscious happiness; and it is from the bottom of my heart…