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    Lots of food forthought ....

    Thursday, April 28, 2011, 4:55 PM [General]

    The ingenuity of your love must show you the way there. And once inside, it must show you how to quiet the noise, clean the heart and soul, make whole that which has been wounded… .
    "Your work includes everything that belongs to human society: politics, economics, sociology, history, poetry and fiction, science, music.
    "You have no right to be indifferent to any of it! Climb that mountain, see that vision, understand yourself, your past, your present, your future, by using these books. Let your understanding grow!
    "The tips of the wings of the Holy Spirit will touch your mind as you work." (Quote from Catherine  De Hueck Dorothy )

    Catherine lived  in the southern eastern part of Ontario Canada . I visited that farm many years ago . It was a farm and retreat center . Much manual work and prayer . Little chickadees  ate seed in our hands . How peaceful it was .

    Catherine an energenic lady was totally Spirit filled . She opened houses around the world to help the  poor . None where refused hospitality . She wrote many books . I love the way she says,"The tips of the wings of the Holy Spirit will touch your mind as you work ."

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    Grammar anyone ?

    Thursday, April 28, 2011, 2:12 PM [General]

    I was thinking when you get a letter from a friend is it that important that the commas , periods , colons , hyphens , ellipses
    and other grammatical errors hinder your reading ?  For me when a sibling writes to me I am happy to read how they are doing . I do feel irritated at  times when I have to figure out what one is actually conveying .There is a dear soul that  writes to me and I know she has two university degrees . She laces  her writings with French and Latin as if I remember any Latin . One day we were speaking about a story we had both read . She was all taken up  with the punctuation marks in  English grammar . I almost laughed and I am thankful I didn't . Some day sI know I don't write as clearly as I would like to . I can't blame it on the weather . Maybe I can . The arthritis and fibromyalgia are worst on those days

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    Do not be afraid ....

    Sunday, April 24, 2011, 10:02 PM [General]

    During his life on earth he offered up prayer and entreaty, aloud and in silent
    tears to the one who had the power to save him out of death...he learnt to obey
    through suffering; but having been made perfect, he became for all who obey him
    the source of eternal salvation. (Hebrews 4)

    Jesus announces to us: 'Do not be afraid. I dwell in you till the end of time

    That's a friendly reminder from Henri Nouwen . I think we have to hold on to the fact . Jesus indeed lives in us . Realizing that we have better days .

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    Freedom !

    Sunday, April 24, 2011, 9:51 PM [General]

    How many times

    can I say I love you

    holding tight

    feeling the fear

    wanting freedom

    that only Jesus

    can give , cling

    to me , my child

    and I will free you

     

     

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    With Jesus we can rise out of ....

    Saturday, April 23, 2011, 10:37 PM [General]

    Nothing can survive a crucifixion! He will never rise again! Is that true? Can one rise from the dead? Does not the very fact that He was born in a stranger's cave and buried in a stranger's grave prove that human birth and death are equally foreign to Him? Look about at nature. Is not the springtime the Easter Day of the Good Friday of winter? Has not all death within itself the germs of life? Does not the falling rain bud the greenery? Does not the falling acorn bud the tree? Why should all creation rise from the dead and not the Redeemer of creation? - Archbishop Fulton J. Sheen (1895-1979)

    I lived in a tomb for years . It was very dark indeed . How do I explain ?  Was it the abuse ?  Was it lack of instruction on what the Word of God tells all of us ? I think it was a lack of love . I can't think of a way I could have moved out of the darkness without feeling some love /acceptance. Why do we call ourselves Christians ? They will know we are Christians by our Love .A true Christian has the love of God within .

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    Word of God Retreat

    Saturday, April 23, 2011, 9:54 PM [General]

    What a retreat it had been . How fortunate to have had a retreat master . Father Jack was an older man , quick, severe in some ways  He did have a temper probably due to his Irish descent. He did radiate with a ready smile when he welcomed us . We met in a convent and he spoke to us of Saint Ignatius of Loyola . I  acquired a profound liking for this saint . I would speak to him occasionally .

    The retreat was based on specific scripture . I let the WOrd of God permeate me . I t was quite the journey  and I am profoundly grateful for having had the opportunity to grow with this priest and friends . Some of these people are still in my life . That retreat came to an end on Easter morning . We had been told to take a picture of the rising sun on that day . I was outside by myself wondering if the sun would rise . My youngest son came to sit with me while I contemplated the sky . He saw the struggle and nudged me to trust . God is here , Mom .

     

    And today I know that God is here . The Spirit of God truly moved me during that retreat that lasted a year . I  truly experienced his love and care . I did shed tears and that was a gift  .

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    A common humanity ?

    Saturday, April 23, 2011, 9:16 PM [General]

    Partners

    We all share a common humanity; we do not need to win in order to exist. We are not fully independent. Other people are not rivals but partners. The purpose of life, then, is not to climb up the ladder, trampling on those we leave behind, but to help each person to discover his or her unique place in the body of the community, to recognize each person's gifts but also their particular difficulties.

    The abpve is by Jean Vanier . To recognize the gifts but also their particular difficulties .  For me that means that I have to know myself before I can help another . Knowing my difficulties and bringing them to Jesus in time I can see myself differently . I must say I have more confidence in myself since the Baptism in the Holy Spirit . Praying and praising daily keeps me going

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    Identity

    Friday, April 22, 2011, 10:16 PM [General]

    She was svelte 

    Married at nineteen

    A farm girl

    With a grade eight education

    She had worked

    In a creamery

    Her folks had cows

    They sold the cream

    The owner's son

     Had eyes for her

    Too poor for a dowry

    She married a farmer

    Who had migrated

    to northern Canada

    He was strong

    Most honest in his dealings

    She had a difficult life

    She loved her family

    Worked harder than a man

    Fed the livestock

    Her children also

    She made potato pies

    When the pantry

    Was near empty

    She did what had to be done

    Sewed into the night

    So I had a top to go to school

    She was my mother

    I still have doubts

    About my birth

     That's another story

    I have never been sure

     Of my real identity

    Years of lies impacts a person

    Doudts arise and you no longer know

    Who you really are .

    In Jesus I know I am loved

     

     

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    The Cross !

    Friday, April 22, 2011, 9:29 PM [General]

    I saw in front of me a big cross..., I thought that my sacrifice was nothing in comparison to His.
    I offered myself entirely and I do not withdraw the given word.
    God's will whatever it may be, this is my joy, my happiness, my peace.
    I will never be able to thank enough.
    I cannot say but these words: 'My God, your Glory'.
    - Blessed Maria Gabriella (1914-1939) Memorial day April 23

    And I would say knowing the Holy Spirit is my joy , my happiness and my peace . Turmoil we will have . Lets keep our eyes on Jesus .

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    Cobbler....

    Friday, April 22, 2011, 8:56 PM [General]

    He was a cobbler and so much more

    Watching him intently

    His physiognomy spoke volumes

    Meticulous he was in his work

    The soft tears rolling down his cheeks

    A feeling of being present

    Was it prayer or resignation

    Poverty can keep one close to God

    Poor he was in material things

    A cobbler for a smal village

    His home a one and a haft brick paper house

    Ice cold in the winter

    On rain days the roof leaked

    Hard working during the week

    On the railroad far from family

    Those days are done with

    Now he has a room in a mansion

    Jesus is with him

    His name was Joe

    My father

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