Baby Jesus,
Today is the Epiphany,
and on the example of the Holy Magi,
like Luisa, we wish to offer something to You,
but we saw ourselves as having nothing to give You.
So, in seeing our misery,
we want to offer You our body as myrrh,
with all our sacrifices and mortifications;
as gold, the gold of our will, the gold of our affections,
of our desires, of our tastes, the gold of our whole soul;
as incense, our poor prayers, united to those of the Queen Mama,
so that they might be more acceptable to You.
Fiat!
Happy Feast of the Epiphany!