Dearest Jesus,
From
the day I learned of you, I knew that you would hold my heart in your hands,
but baby, you’ve done more than that – you completely own me and every part of
me. When I think of you, my heart fills with so much love and passion that I
can hardly contain myself. I think of spending every minute of every day
praising you, though I cannot do that. But no matter how devoted to my husband
I may seem, I promise you that you will always be the love of my life. I thank
our Holy Father every day for bringing you to this Earth so that I may love
you.
Yours,
Mathilda
My Beloved Jesus,
I’ve known you were
the one for me since I first set foot in that monastery. Before I knew you,
truly knew you, I had no idea what love really was – until my heart started
aching for you every second I wasn’t in prayer. Every moment I cannot pray,
when my life takes me away from truly loving you, I spend holding back tears
from the longing I have for you. I never knew it was possible for one to steal
my heart and truly made it His; I never knew I could love someone more than my
own life. I long for the day when I can finally spend eternity with you. You
are my heartbeat, my every gasping breath of life. What I need to survive and
make it through this lonely world can only be found by keeping you in my
thoughts. Every alm I give, every prayer, I give for you, in case you are approaching
me in disguise. I know in my heart that you love me too, from the miracles I
experience each and every day. I know it was you who made that deer expel the
bottle of wine, and it was on the wind of your breath that the bread I
accidentally threw out the window floated down to the starving man.
There aren’t
enough words in our language to truly describe the way I feel about you, Jesus.
All I know is you, you are the only thing that is in my mind, the only one that
is in my soul, the only one who truly and unconditionally has my heart for a
lifetime, and for the eternity that awaits (don’t tell my husband). The thought
of you keeps me going and going for another breath of fresh air, all to
continue my longing for you. You are my inspiration for everything on this
Earth – from giving to the poor to building places of worship – all for you. I
truly believe that we are meant to be together, and you are the only recipient
of all I have to offer, forever. Not even Henry has seen the extent of my love,
for it is reserved for you.. Just the thought of you brightens my day
completely. I treasure you locked in the safe of my heart. I love you, Jesus,
and that is never going to change in my life. Always, and truly, yours forever.
Love,
Mathilda
My love,
I try to put this
feeling into words, but fail miserably. This feeling of being both scared and
at peace, of having both butterflies and a sense of calm, is a feeling that I
had only ever dreamed about. As the days pass, through hardships and happiness,
my love for you grows. I never thought I had the capacity to love anybody as
much as I love you right now, and I’ve been hit with so much emotion and power
that I did not know where to put it all. I’ve stacked it piece by piece in my
heart for you. Yet, my love for you continues to mature, growing beyond the
realm of my heart. It seems you have become the fiber of my soul, the very
reason for my existence. I have no other words to describe the way you make me
feel. No words, no actions could even come close. The beloved Saint Augustine
stated that the first bond, the natural bond, arises between man and woman, but
I think our bond is even stronger than that, for you are more than a man. And
while you may not be standing beside me at this moment, I can feel your love
raining down on me every day, and so I am at peace.
My eternal
adoration,
Mathilda
My Darling,
Oh my love, how I
need you in this moment. My Henry, my beloved son, gone. How can I bear it? I
spend every moment in prayer, trying to connect my soul to yours – an escape of
love. My Jesus, my darling, life seems so dark, though you bring a flickering
candle into the darkened cavern. This letter must be short, for I must attend
to grieving, but my love, how I need you in this moment.
Love through
hardship, always,
Mathilda
My Beloved,
The
time is nearing for me to spend eternity with you. How I’ve waited all these
years, hoping I would see you as an angel. How I’ve prayed. I’ve built
monasteries and held prayers and dedicated my life to you, and I can only hope
that it has been enough. On my dying day, I swear to it that I will consume
your body as sacrament, so that I may fend off the attacks of the devil and be
united with you, my love. And while I feel the bitter sickness tugging at my
frail body, I am at peace knowing that this life will soon pass, and I will be
with you forever. Dear Jesus, my love, you have been faithfully the love of my
life. I beg of you to receive me well after my journey to you, so that we may
live in heaven together for all of eternity.
For always and
eternity,
Mathilda
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