Friday, January 16, 2015

Meditation on a Crucifix

I see the tree cradling Your Body as You are delivered from its wood.  Oh, Blessed Tree to be blessed to hold Our Savior's body!  Shreds of flesh and blood absorbed in its fibers; deep, thunderous stains of heaven in the wood.  Iron nails, hardened and tempered in the fire, by the metal smith who pounded them, not knowing the nails would  be blessed to hold You prisoner on the Cross.  Blood stained, the nails are cast off to the side.  The crown, the crown You wore on the cross, the crown saturated with the storm of blood, hair, and flesh ripped from Your skull lays next to the nails.  King of the Jews!  King of All!

Your Mother holds Your body and weeps in silence.   Her tears clean your face.  The storm is silent and past.  Your Mother gently wipes Your Sacred Contenance with her veil.  She carries Your Blood in her heart and on her hands.  Angels surround You both.  They worship and adore their Lord.  They give strength to Your Mother, the first Tabernacle of Your Body.  Her faith is tested as she holds You,  her divine Son, in her arms. Cold flesh. Blue flesh. No breath in Your Body.  Eyes that no longer see.  Hands that no longer heal.  Feet that no longer walk.  Lips that no long sing the blessings of the Father.  A heart that is still and a heart that is shattered.  The sorrow cannot be contained.  The world weeps with Your Mother.


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Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Has your Saint Chosen YOU for 2015?

Every year, we let our saints choose us.  The saint who has chosen my son for 3 years is St. Joseph of Cupertino.
That's his photo graph.  It's interesting to see which saint chooses you for the year. 

Jennifer Fulwiler of the Conversion Diary posted a link to her "Saint Generator."  All you have to do is to say a little prayer, then press the button!!!  Your saint will have chosen you!!!

Let your saint choose you.
Let the saints choose your children.
Let the saints choose anyone who would like to have a special saint for the year.

If you would like a special saint CHOOSE YOU,


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Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Materialism at Christmas

They say that Christmas has become materialistic. And how true this is.

But surely it is right that Christmas is materialistic – in the proper sense of the word!

Let’s consider this: God – A spirit somewhere out there in the universe He created, decided to materialise and come down to earth.

He materialised, assumed a physical form, as the human Jesus, born by the Blessed Virgin Mary.

God materialised to be amongst us, so that we may see Him, speak to Him, listen to Him and hopefully learn from Him.

And most important of all, to be saved by Him. God – Jesus. The Spirit materialising for us.

Now how wonderful is that?

Do we ever stop and wonder about the real miracle of Christmas and the true meaning of materialism?

Friday, December 19, 2014

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Women of the Bible I would Like to Meet:: Part 3:: Martha

 Now as they went on their way, he entered a certain village, where a woman named Martha welcomed him into her home.  She had a sister named Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet and listened to what he was saying.  But Martha was distracted by her many tasks; so she came to him and asked, “Lord, do you not care that my sister has left me to do all the work by myself? Tell her then to help me.”  But the Lord answered her, “Martha, Martha, you are worried and distracted by many things; there is need of only one thing. Mary has chosen the better part, which will not be taken away from her.”
Luke 10: 38-46 

I think, when I meet Martha, I will find her in the kitchen cooking.  She has the Gift of Hospitality.  

Martha, you were good friends with Jesus and His followers, weren't you?  How did you feel about that?

Did Jesus visit you often? 

Were you always busy cooking for Him?

What were His favorite foods that you cooked?

Did you get to meet His Mother, too?

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Walking into hell

Saturday, November 1, 2014

Thoughts on the Road Ahead

"Your word is a lamp to my feet
    and a light to my path."

Psalm 119: 105 


The path renews daily.  As many times as I’ve walked this road and have seen the seasons change, I only know the direction in which I walk.  New experiences wait with the twists and turns of the road.

I have walked this path in rain.  I have walked this path in the heat of blissful summer days.  I have walked with path hearing only the crunch of dry leaves under my feet.  I have walked this path in ice and snow hoping my boots will keep me steady as we go.  I have walked this path alone.  I have walked this path with friends.  I have walked in silence.  I have walked chatting with friends dear to my heart.  I always, though, walk with my dog.  She is the reason I walk.  The path changes.  The people change.  The reason remains the same.

I know the area, but I don't know the people I meet.  Some people are friendly.  Most are not.  Some people cross the street to avoid my dog.  Some come up and greet her.  Some people glare at me as we walk. Even though I know the road, I don’t know what will happen.

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Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Thoughts on the Road Ahead

"Your word is a lamp to my feet
    and a light to my path."

Psalm 119: 105 


The path renews daily.  As many times as I’ve walked this road and have seen the seasons change, I only know the direction in which I walk.  New experiences wait with the twists and turns of the road.

I have walked this path in rain.  I have walked this path in the heat of blissful summer days.  I have walked with path hearing only the crunch of dry leaves under my feet.  I have walked this path in ice and snow hoping my boots will keep me steady as we go.  I have walked this path alone.  I have walked this path with friends.  I have walked in silence.  I have walked chatting with friends dear to my heart.  I always, though, walk with my dog.  She is the reason I walk.  The path changes.  The people change.  The reason remains the same.

I know the area, but I don't know the people I meet.  Some people are friendly.  Most are not.  Some people cross the street to avoid my dog.  Some come up and greet her.  Some people glare at me as we walk. Even though I know the road, I don’t know what will happen.

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Wednesday, October 1, 2014

Holy Is His Name

"The Mighty One has done great things for me, and Holy is His Name."
 Luke 1: 49

 Mary, the Mother of God, spoke these words as she and her elderly, pregnant cousin praised God for the magnificent gifts God had given them in their children.  Not in ordinary circumstances, for Mary had been told by an angel that she would be the Mother of God, if she chose to accept The Father's invitation to bear His Son.  Mary in all humility only asked, 

"How can this be since I do not know man?
Luke1:34 

After being assured by an angel that 

"Nothing is impossible for God." 
Luke 1:37

Mary replied::  

 “Here am I, the servant of the Lord; let it be with me according to your word.” Then the angel departed from her.
Luke 1: 38 

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Monday, September 8, 2014

I'm Stuck! How to Pray When Words Won't Come.

Slam!  You've hit a wall.  Life is incredibly difficult, filled with storms and attacks.  All seems bleak, and you are struggling to get up and function.  You know you need God.  You know you need consolation, but it seems that The Lord has withdrawn.  You've heard it said that when you feel most alone and inconsolable, it is when He is nearest to you.  You don't feel anything.  The cross is heavy that minute, that hour, that day, that week, that month, that year.

Your words stick to your throat or in you heart.  You cannot utter a cry to God.  How can you return to the presence of God, if there are no words?  How can you communicate with The Lord and open up the channels of consoling and redeeming grace?

Stop
And be
Still.
Put Yourself in the Presence of God
and
Listen.

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