Reading St.Faustina’s Diary, we find there many passages in which she expresses her great love for her native land. Perhaps the most beautiful of them are: My beloved native land, Poland, if you only knew how many sacrifices and prayers I offer to God for you! But be watchful and give glory to God, who lifts you up and singles you out in a special way. But know how to be grateful… (D. 1038). I exert all the strength of my soul to defend it. I constantly remind God of the promises of His mercy. When I see His anger, I throw myself trustingly into the abyss of His mercy, and I plunge all Poland in it, and then He cannot use His justice. My country, how much you cost me! There is no day in which I do not pray for you (D. 1188).
Let us try to remember in our prayers about this mother, whose name is my homeland, so that her inhabitants and citizens would always be grateful for the favors of God’s mercy, which God generously distributes to every nation.
