July 6, 2024
Dear Little Saint Maria Goretti.
Your days were spent in the filth of the marshes,
willingly helping your desperately poor parents and family.
Obtain for me the grace to accept
my present circumstances in life,
no matter how difficult or humiliating they may be.
"Just one little drop of water"
as the only request that fell from your parched lips
during those last horrible hours of life.
How much I demand, how unhappy I am
when I cannot have my share of the world's
conveniences and gaudy attractions.
Teach me by your heroic example
to be content with what I have,
to be grateful for the blessings
God has already showered upon me.
Amen.