"Your Faith Anew!"
Your Faith Anew! exists to help souls grow in their knowledge of the Catholic Faith, strive to remain in a state of grace, and encounter the transforming joy of the Gospel. Its mission is simple yet eternal: to save souls, glorify God, and become saints.
Hosted by David Russell, this daily reflection podcast draws deeply from Sacred Scripture, the Catechism of the Catholic Church, and the writings of the Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta—especially The Book of Heaven—guiding listeners into a deeper understanding of living in the Divine Will.
David is the author of four spiritually rich works: Magi Theology: The Essence of Illusion, The Little Magician – Discovers Bigger and Better, Our Pilgrimage with the Pilgrim Virgin, and his newest release, Our Mother in the Divine Will. With a lifelong fascination for the mystical, David discovered a profound connection between the art of illusion and deeper spiritual realities—an insight that inspired both his theological and children’s writings. His work Magi Theology received both the Nihil Obstat and Imprimatur from the Diocese of Knoxville.
In 2010, David was introduced to the writings of Luisa Piccarreta, which deeply resonated with his own spiritual insights. This encounter helped shape the foundation of his ministry.
In 2017, he founded the Your Faith Anew! prayer and study group to help Catholics rediscover and fall in love with their Faith. At the heart of his message is this conviction:
“The Catholic Faith prepares us to receive the Gift of Living in the Divine Will—and this Gift enables us to live our Faith in a divine manner most pleasing to God.”
Join us daily as we seek not only to understand our Faith—but to live it fully, joyfully, and in union with the Divine Will.
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"Your Faith Anew!"
"Love That Suffers and Consoles"
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April 7, 1899 - Volume 2
Luisa writes,
I continue in the same state, but this morning especially, it was most bitter for me; I had almost lost the hope that Jesus would come. Oh, how many tears I had to shed! It was the very last hour, and Jesus was still not coming. Oh! God, what to do? My heart was in such a strong pain, and continuous throbbing - but so strong, that I felt a mortal agony. In my interior I said to Him: ‘My good Jesus, don’t You Yourself see that I feel life missing in me? Tell me at least: how can one be without You? How can one live? Though I am ungrateful at so many graces, yet I love You, as I offer You this most bitter pain of your absence to repair for my ingratitude. But come – have patience, Jesus. You are so good, don’t make me wait any more – come. Ah, don’t You Yourself know what a cruel tyrant love is, that You don’t have compassion for me?’
While I was in this state, so sorrowful, Jesus came and, all compassion, told me: “I have come now, do not cry any more – come to Me.” In one instant I found myself outside of myself together with Him, and I looked at Him, but with such fear that I might lose Him again, that tears would pour in large streams from my eyes. Jesus continued: “No, do not cry any more. Take a look at how I am suffering; look at my head – the thorns have penetrated so deep that they no longer show outside. Do you see how many gashes and blood cover my body? Come close to Me, give me a refreshment.” By occupying myself with the pains of Jesus, I forgot about my own a little bit, and so I started from His head. Oh, how harrowing it was to see those thorns so sunk into His flesh that one could not pull them out. While I was doing that, Jesus would lament, so great was the pain He suffered. After I pulled that crown of thorns off, all broken, I put it together again, and knowing that the greatest pleasure one can give Jesus is to suffer for Him, I took it and I drove it onto my head. Then, He had me kiss His wounds, one by one, and in some of them He wanted me to suckle the blood. I was trying to do everything He wanted, though in mute silence, when the Most Holy Virgin came and told me: “Ask Jesus what He wants to make of you.” I would not dare, but Mama encouraged me to do it. To make Her content, I drew my lips near the ear of Jesus, and in a whisper I said to Him: “What do You want to make of me?’ And He answered: “I want to make of you an object of my satisfactions”; and in the very act of saying these words, He disappeared, and I found myself inside myself.
– Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta
Buddy Comfort – vocals and guitar from the album, 'Brother Sun, Sister Moon', http://www.buddycomfort.com, words and music by Donovan Leitch.
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SPEAKER_00Welcome. This is David Russell and Your Faith Anew, Daily Reflections Guiding You To Live in the Divine Will. Today's reflection is from the Book of Heaven by the servant of God Louisa Picaretta, april seventh, eighteen ninety nine, volume two. Let us begin in the will and name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Amen. Lord Jesus, in this moment of longing and love, draw our hearts into yours. Teach us to remain faithful even in the pain of your seeming absence. Transform our suffering into a gift of love that consoles you, and allows us to enter into your passion with trust and abandonment. May every heartbeat become an offering united to your divine will. Amen. Saint Paul writes in the second letter to the Corinthians chapter one verse five. For as we share abundantly in Christ's sufferings, so through Christ we share abundantly in comfort too. The Catechism of the Catholic Church teaches in Paragraph six hundred eighteen The cross is the unique sacrifice of Christ, the one mediator between God and men. But because in his incarnate divine person he has in some way united himself to every man, the possibility of being made partners in a way known to God in the paschal mystery is offered to all men. Just as Christ invites souls to share in his sufferings, he also invites them to share in his consolations. This mystery opens the path to a deeper union with him, where love transforms pain into participation in his redeeming work. Louisa writes I continue in the same state, but this morning especially it was most bitter for me. I had almost lost the hope that Jesus would come. Oh how many tears I had to shed. It was the very last hour, and Jesus was still not coming. Oh God, what to do? My heart was in such a strong pain and continuous throbbing, but so strong that I felt a mortal agony. In my interior I said to him, My good Jesus, don't you yourself see that I feel life missing in me? Tell me at least, how can one be without you? How can one live? Though I am ungrateful at so many graces, yet I love you, as I offer you this most bitter pain of your absence to repair for my ingratitude. But come, have patience, Jesus. You are so good, don't make me wait any more. Come. Ah, don't you yourself know what a cruel tyrant love is? That you don't have compassion for me? While I was in this state, so sorrowful, Jesus came, and all compassion told me, I have come now. Do not cry any more. Come to me. In one instant I found myself outside of myself together with him, and I looked at him, but with such fear that I might lose him again, that tears would pour in large streams from my eyes. Jesus continued. No, do not cry anymore. Take a look at how I am suffering. Look at my head. The thorns have penetrated so deep that they no longer show outside. Do you see how many gashes and blood cover my body? Come close to me. Give me a refreshment. By occupying myself with the pains of Jesus, I forgot about my own a little bit, and so I started from his head. Oh how harrowing it was to see those thorns so sunken to his flesh that one could not pull them out. While I was doing that, Jesus would lament. So great was the pain he suffered. After I pulled that crown of thorns off, all broken, I put it together again, and knowing that the greatest pleasure one can give Jesus is to suffer for him. I took it, and I drove it onto my head. Then he had me kiss his wounds one by one, and in some of them he wanted me to suckle the blood. I was trying to do everything he wanted, though in mute silence, when the most holy virgin came and told me, Ask Jesus what he wants to make of you. I would not dare, but mamma encouraged me to do it. To make her content, I drew my lips near the ear of Jesus, and in a whisper I said to him, What do you want to make of me? And he answered, I want to make of you an object of my satisfactions. And in the very act of saying these words, he disappeared, and I found myself inside myself. This passage reveals a very deep truth. Love that is real will suffer, and suffering that is united to Jesus becomes divine. Louisa experiences the agony of what feels like abandonment. This is not punishment, it's purification. It's the stretching of love beyond feelings into total surrender. In the divine will, even the absence of God becomes a hidden form of union because the soul continues to love, continues to offer, continues to remain faithful. Then Jesus comes, not only to console, but to invite participation in his passion. Notice the shift. Louisa forgets her own pain when she begins to console Jesus. This is the key. Living in the divine will means moving from my sufferings to his suffering in me. When we unite our pain to Jesus, our loneliness becomes his loneliness. Our trials becomes his passion renewed in us. Our love becomes a balm to his wounds. And this is why Jesus says he wants to make her an object of my satisfactions. The soul becomes a place where Jesus finds relief, love, and reparation. This is not symbolic, it's mystical reality. Every act, every suffering, every heartbeat, when fused in the divine will, enters into the eternal act of Christ and participates in redemption itself. Let us pray. Jesus, my love, when I feel your absence, give me the grace not to turn inward, but to turn toward you. Teach me to love you even when I cannot feel you. Teach me to remain to trust, to offer. I place my sufferings into your wounds. I unite my heartbeats to yours. I offer my tears as reparation, my trials as consolation, my love as a small relief to your sacred heart. Make me, O Jesus, an object of your satisfactions. Let my life become a place where you can rest, where you can be loved, where you can be consoled. I give you everything, my joys, my sorrows, my very life fused in your divine will. Amen. Thank you for joining your faith anew today. When love is tested, it's purified. When suffering is united to Jesus, it becomes redemptive. Stay close to Him, especially in the moments that feel empty, because those are often the moments he is forming the deepest union. Until tomorrow, stay in his will, and your faith will be made anew.
SPEAKER_01If you want your dream to be, build it slow and surely. Small beginning, greater and heartfelt work grows pure.