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    Easter Wings

    Saturday, April 12, 2014, 6:33 PM [General]

    Easter Wings

    By George Herbert

    Lord, who createdst man in wealth and store,
          Though foolishly he lost the same,
                Decaying more and more,
                      Till he became
                            Most poore:
                            With thee
                      O let me rise
                As larks, harmoniously,
          And sing this day thy victories:
    Then shall the fall further the flight in me.

    My tender age in sorrow did beginne
          And still with sicknesses and shame.
                Thou didst so punish sinne,
                      That I became
                            Most thinne.
                            With thee
                      Let me combine,
                And feel thy victorie:
             For, if I imp my wing on thine,
    Affliction shall advance the flight in me.
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    Long Lasting

    Friday, April 11, 2014, 10:13 PM [General]

    The Effect of Childhood Experiences

    The relationship people have with authority is often linked to the relationship they had as children with their parents. When this was difficult the children may be left with a lasting anger and suspicion of all authority. They will rebel against a leader. The relationship is a complicated one and it is hard to talk together with simplicity and truth because everything is colored by childish fears and attitudes.

    Jean Vanier, Community and Growth, p. 235

     
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    Loving Our Spiritual Leaders

    Thursday, April 10, 2014, 5:54 AM [General]



    Religious leaders, priests, ministers, rabbis, and imams can be admired and revered but also hated and despised.  We expect that our religious leaders will bring us closer to God through their prayers, teaching, and guidance.  Therefore, we watch their behavior carefully and listen critically to their words.   But precisely because we expect them, often without fully realising it, to be superhuman, we are easily disappointed or even feel betrayed when they prove to be just as human as we are.  Thus, our unmitigated admiration quickly turns into unrestrained anger.

    Let's try to love our religious leaders, forgive them their faults, and see them as brothers and sisters.  Then we will enable them, in their brokenness, to lead us closer to the heart of God.

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    About Evil...

    Wednesday, April 9, 2014, 8:34 PM [General]

    Evil is the lack (or privation) of a good that should be present in a thing. For example, blindness is a physical evil because it is the absence of the ability to see, which is proper to a human being. In moral terms, sin is the absence of a particular virtue in a person. As such, evil is not something that exists in itself; it is merely the absence of the good (see Catechism of the Catholic Church paragraphs 309, 314).

     

    This classical definition, formulated by St. Thomas Aquinas in the thirteenth century, was the result of centuries of thought and the refinement of complex formulas into this simple, objective explanation.



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    My Life With Christ

    Wednesday, April 9, 2014, 7:45 PM [General]

    Christ in My Life  Each day you give me so many opportunities to choose love, to choose to act as you would act, to choose to give glory to God and further your Kingdom by denying my selfish tendencies and putting my life and talents at the service of my neighbor. And yet, like Pilate, I squirm out of these opportunities – or like the chief priests, I self-righteously misuse them. No more, Jesus. Thy will be done…

    How magnificently you must love me to suffer all this for my sake! It wasn’t enough to give me the universe as my sandbox; you give me yourself as well. How can I number the gifts you have lavished upon me? Of all your immense majesty, what moves me most is this gentle and tireless love you show me. Thank you, Lord…

    Mary, did it pain you to hear the crowds ratify their leaders’ decision? Did it pain you to see your Son, our Savior, at the mercy of a fickle and ambitious politician? Did you wince when they whipped your Son till the blood flowed? Did you weep when his own people rejected him? Mother of sorrows, teach me to love Jesus and to love as Jesus loved

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    Suffering...

    Wednesday, April 9, 2014, 12:32 PM [General]

    Being Handed Over to Suffering

    People who live close together can be sources of great sorrow for one another.  When Jesus chose his twelve apostles, Judas was one of them.  Judas is called a traitor.  A traitor, according to the literal meaning of the Greek word for "betraying," is someone who hands the other over to suffering.

    The truth is that we all have something of the traitor in us because each of us hands our fellow human beings over to suffering somehow, somewhere, mostly without intending or even knowing it.  Many children, even grown-up children, can experience deep anger toward their parents for having protected them too much or too little.  When we are willing to confess that we often hand those we love over to suffering, even against our best intentions, we will be more ready to forgive those who, mostly against their will, are the causes of our pain

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    Life of solitude and penance

    Wednesday, April 9, 2014, 7:21 AM [General]

    Some saints’ names are far more familiar to us than others, but even the lives of obscure holy persons teach us something.

    And so it is with St. Casilda, the daughter of a Muslim leader in Toledo, Spain, in the 10th century. Casilda was herself raised as a Muslim and showed special kindness to Christian prisoners. She became ill as a young woman but was not convinced that any of the local Arab doctors could cure her. So, she made a pilgrimage to the shrine of San Vicenzo in northern Spain. Like so many other people who made their way there—many of them suffering from hemorrhages—Casilda sought the healing waters of the shrine. We’re uncertain what brought her to the shrine, but we do know that she left it relieved of illness.

    In response, she became a Christian and lived a life of solitude and penance not far from the miraculous spring. It’s said that she lived to be 100 years old. Her death likely occurred around the year 1050.

    Tensions between Muslims and Christians have often existed throughout history, sometimes resulting in bloody conflict. Through her quiet, simple life Casilda served her Creator—first in one faith, then another

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    Prayer continued

    Tuesday, April 8, 2014, 9:50 PM [General]

    Thank You for being there as we entered marriage. (For some it was such a beautiful, new beginning. For others it was a nightmare). Jesus, please take away every hurt. I pray that You would stand in between my mate and me (and if there has been more than one mate, please stand in between each one) and heal every hurt. I am saying to my mate, I forgive you for hurting me and I ask your forgiveness for hurting you. Lord Jesus, through Your divine love, I thank You for mending every broken relationship, and wiping away every painful memory.

    Thank You for our children. Take away any feeling I have of failure or guilt as a parent. When I punished unwisely or was too possessive with my love, when words were spoken in criticism or anger, I pray You will heal any hurt that was caused. I ask their forgiveness and forgive them for hurting me.

    Lord, during those terrifying times of accidents, those times of sickness or surgery, I thank You for being there. I ask You now to take away the horror, the fear and the trauma I felt. Thank You for being there during times of sorrow. I thank You for taking my hand and walking through the valley with me. I thank You for lifting the burden; I thank You for taking away my sorrow, my grief and my mourning. I thank You for giving me Your joy and Your peace.

    Now, Lord Jesus, thank You for walking back through every second of my life up to this exact moment. Thank You for healing me of all my hurts, my painful memories, and my fears, for setting me free. Thank You for filling me with Your love. Help me to love myself. Help me to love others. But most of all, Jesus, help me to love You, as I want. I thank You for giving joy. I thank You for giving me peace. Thank You, Jesus. I thank You for going way down deep into the darkest recesses of my mind and cleansing me.

    I thank You for healing my emotions, my mind and my memories.

    I thank You, Jesus, for making me whole; and I give You all the praise and all the glory. 

    In Your Name, I pray. Amen

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    Hearing ?

    Tuesday, April 8, 2014, 5:50 PM [General]

    What this is really about I'm not sure . I can sit quietly with a friend and listen . The thing is do I really hear . There seems to be something within that closes channels . Is that the correct word ,channel ?

    Not too many listen when I have toggles. If I walked down the street with a coat  adorned with toggles would anyone notice me ? Would anyone speak to me ? And yet when I meet an older man with his dog I take the time to comment on his cherished dog .It 's easy to see the love he has for his furry friend .

    There are times when the inner dialogue is constant . Do I listen to the chatter ? And when shopping it's a constant humming , singing . A man told me the other day I have a nice voice . What's it all about this chattering , singing .

    Loneliness has a large part of my life .Volunteering is not for me . Health wise lots could be better . I am thankful for my family . Easter is close and we will be together . Jesus is risen is risen is risen that is so comforting

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    She loves rainbows

    Tuesday, April 8, 2014, 7:02 AM [General]

    WHEN IS A GIFT NOT A GIFT ?  My daughter gave ma a broken plate years ago. I was shocked . I don't remember saying anything. I think I know why she gave me that plate today I don't remember her age at that time . And now I'm seventy years old . I ask God to heal both of us . Much trauma and abuse in our lives .

    There are events we just can't verbalize . Her gift to me spoke of her inner self . She was crushed and needed me and I was in need of much healing . Sadly I focused on my pains . Today we do walk together and we do share . She's an artist , she loves rainbows

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