In prison, he wrote verses that turned pain into praise—faith unbroken, melody unforgotten.
This poem was written by Saint Richard Gwyn during his final years in prison (around 1583–1584). Facing torture and death for refusing to abandon his Catholic faith, he turned to poetry—his quiet rebellion in words. Each line echoes a fearless soul who believed thattruth outlives punishment and that faith sings louder than fear.
The faith I hold is old— older than kings and crowns. They call it treason; I call it truth.
I was born in a land of songs, yet they would have me sing lies. But my harp knows only one tune— the praise of the one true Lord.
They may break my bones, but not the melody He placed in my soul.
When love is ignored, hearts harden. She showed that mercy can still burn brighter than pain.
She was twelve when her heart already burned for something bigger than her quiet French town. Born in 1647, Sister Margaret Mary grew up fragile, sickly, but full of longing—like her soul was tuned to Heaven’s frequency.
When she entered the Visitation convent in Paray-le-Monial, silence became her world. But in that stillness, something eternal broke through. One night, she said Jesus appeared to her—His Heart surrounded by thorns, glowing with love. Not the kind of love people post about, but the kind that bleeds, forgives, and keeps loving even when the world turns away.
Christ’s message to her was simple yet deep:
• Love Me in return for My love.
• Make reparation for the coldness and indifference of souls.
• Honor My Heart through prayer and the First Friday Communions.
It wasn’t easy. Some sisters thought she was too emotional. Others said she imagined it. But she kept going. Because once you’ve seen love that real, you can’t unsee it.
From her quiet yes began one of the most powerful devotions in faith’s history—the Sacred Heart of Jesus. Through her, the Church learned that love must never harden, that mercy must never fade.
Saint Margaret Mary Alacoque died in 1690, but her message still whispers: if you can’t change the whole world, start by softening one heart—yours.
