Monthly Archives: May 2011

Feast Of The Visitation

When I think of our Holy Mother Mary, setting out alone on the journey to her cousin Elizabeth’s house, to help her in her time of need, I am awe struck at the Blessed Virgins own humility. Elizabeth’s home is about eighty miles or four or five days travel. Not only was the trip long and treacherous, but she herself was expecting. Setting out on a journey to help Elizabeth deliver John the Baptist, she would need supply’s not only for the journey to her home, but also for the time spent with her blessed cousin.

As I am praying the Rosary, I often ponder the “Unseen Army of God” that accompanied her on her journey. What she ate and how she kept warm and how tiring the trip must have been for her seeing as she was carrying with her the most precious cargo known to man. She never worried on the trip as her own pregnancy kept her spirits high and she knew God was with her. For she had been told. “Hail Mary full of grace, the LORD is with thee”.

Upon arriving at Elizabeth’s, she was greeted with jubilation and the sentiment was returned! Even after a grueling four to five day trip on a pack animal, with no water for bathing, but what she had packed or what God had given her on the road for this trip. The trip back home, our Holy Mother was three months further along in her pregnancy with Our Lord and that trip was just as hard if not harder due to the uncomfortable situations. But she did it anyway! Through her humility we can see how she loved not only her cousin, but God and all of mankind.

Luke 1:39-56

Mary set out at that time and went as quickly as she could to a town in the hill country of Judah. She went into Zechariah’s house and greeted Elizabeth. Now as soon as Elizabeth heard Mary’s greeting, the child leapt in her womb and Elizabeth was filled with the Holy Spirit. She gave a loud cry and said, ‘Of all women you are the most blessed, and blessed is the fruit of your womb. Why should I be honoured with a visit from the mother of my Lord? For the moment your greeting reached my ears, the child in my womb leapt for joy. Yes, blessed is she who believed that the promise made her by the Lord would be fulfilled.’
And Mary said:
‘My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord
and my spirit exults in God my saviour;
because he has looked upon his lowly handmaid.
Yes, from this day forward all generations will call me blessed,
for the Almighty has done great things for me.
Holy is his name,
and his mercy reaches from age to age for those who fear him.
He has shown the power of his arm,
he has routed the proud of heart.
He has pulled down princes from their thrones and exalted the lowly.
The hungry he has filled with good things, the rich sent empty away.
He has come to the help of Israel his servant, mindful of his mercy
– according to the promise he made to our ancestors –
of his mercy to Abraham and to his descendants for ever.’

Mary stayed with Elizabeth about three months and then went back home.

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Memorial Day

Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon them. May the souls of the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen.

The numbers have names….and family members, friends and strangers who still love them.

Honor The Fallen is a website dedicated to American Service Members who gave all. Please visit and pray for the souls of each and every one. Each soul lost has a story and a family left behind, who know that they can never be replaced.

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Lovely Lady Dressed In Blue

A few weeks ago, I purchased this prayer card. I thought it was beautiful as I was reading it. It brought me back to the innocence of childhood. Last night, or should I say early this morning while in Adoration of the Blessed Sacrament, in front of our Lord, he told me Archbishop Fulton Sheen used to pray it. I looked it up this morning when I got home.

Mary Dixon Thayer who wrote more than one poem for Our Lady, is the author.
This prayer-poem was popularized in the 1950s by Archbishop Fulton Sheen.

Here is the link and below, the prayer below

Lovely Lady Dressed in Blue

Lovely Lady dressed in blue ——-
Teach me how to pray!
God was just your little boy,
Tell me what to say!

Did you lift Him up, sometimes,
Gently on your knee?
Did you sing to Him the way
Mother does to me?

Did you hold His hand at night?
Did you ever try
Telling stories of the world?
O! And did He cry?

Do you really think He cares
If I tell Him things ——-
Little things that happen? And
Do the Angels’ wings

Make a noise? And can He hear
Me if I speak low?
Does He understand me now?
Tell me ——-for you know.

Lovely Lady dressed in blue ——-
Teach me how to pray!
God was just your little boy,
And you know the way.

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Sweet Christ

Sweet Christ, my King; Lord, God my Redeemer
For You so loved the world
at your command, You became the ultimate Gift
The sacrificial Lamb, slaughtered for mankind’s salvation
Giving yourself so sweetly, so freely without malice but in mercy
at Your own hand, from Your own hand, to Your own Hand for the hand of humanity
are alone, together in the blessed Trinity, I beg you please
receive all my works, prayers, love and suffering which are pleasing to you.
I unite my suffering and my entire life in exile to Yours.
Although my pains and sufferings in exile are but a speck of dust
on your sandals compared to Yours, my Sweet Christ
may the love I have for you ensure it never to be shaken off.
This lowly soul seeks only You, O Sweet Christ, in this world and eternity
to share in one love, one sacrifice one suffering and one glory
all yours, in the sweet name of the Most High Jesus Christ

Amen

Inspired at Adoration of the Blessed Sacrament this morning

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It Just So Happened…

This afternoon, it just so happened, I had the pleasure of taking a good friend of mine to the farmers market. Several of the venders sell flowers and I noticed only one of them had sweet peas. I love the scent of them. But more so, the meaning behind them to me. Their fragrance is intoxicating, but the name “Sweet Pea” to me is a personal representation of the “Chi Rho”. The Chi Rho is one of the earliest forms of christogram, and is used by Christians. It is formed by superimposing the first two letters in the Greek spelling of the word Christ ( Greek : “Χριστός” ), chi = ch and rho = r, in such a way to produce the monogram ☧. Although not technically a cross, the Chi Rho invokes the crucifixion of Jesus as well as symbolizing his status as the Christ I see the letter “P” in the symbol as our Lord, and the “X” as His passion. Thus, “Sweet P”. Or Sweet Christ.


(Our Christ The King, photo taken at a different time)

Back to the farmers market. I was able to purchase some bunches of them, and on my way back to dropping Sister back at Church, I wanted to place them in Adoration for our Lord. As I was walking toward the chapel, I noticed that our statue of Christ The King had a small vase and the flowers weren’t exactly perky and the water was rather green. So I dumped out the water and tossed the old flowers away and next to the garbage can, “It Just So Happened”, was a small clean vase. I picked it up, mind you, there is no water available in a close proximity to the statue, and realized “It Just So Happened”, the sprinkler system had just turned on. I was able then, to fill the vase via water from the sprinkler system. I placed some of the Sweet Peas in the vase, and left them at the feet of Christ The King.

“It Just So Happened”, as I was walking to the Adoration Chapel, a woman was walking out. Usually at this time of day, around 3:30 PM or so, there are many souls in the chapel, praying with our Lord. I walked in and was amazed the chapel was empty. He is never supposed to be left alone. I placed the flowers in a small vase and was able to spend more time with our Lord then I had indented to . “It Just So Happened”, it was one of the best personal moments alone with our Lord, I have had.

Wondering why so many “It Just So Happened”? There are no coincidences, only miracles.

EDIT to add: “It Just So Happened” At 6:00 PM this evening, I received a call to go back to adoration for a fill in for someone who could not make it. I did with so much joy. After an hour Adoration began to fill again with souls seeking our Lord. I left and went back to the Statue of Christ the King and “It Just So Happened” that someone placed a religious candle there also. I noticed it while I was there earlier with the flowers, but I hadn’t looked at it, or ever thought to read it. It was brand new and not lit. I picked it up and the prayer was St. Jude “Jesus I confide in you” with the picture of the Divine Mercy. The prayer is as follows:

Jesus, in you I trust:

Oh! Merciful Jesus! whose kindness is infinite and whose treasure of compassion is inexhaustible. I trust infinitely in your mercy which supercedes all your works. I consecrate myself eternally to you so that I may live underneath the rays of your love and mercy which radiate from your Sacred Heart on the cross. I desire to promote your mercy through spiritual and corporal works of mercy. Especially converting sinners, counseling the sick and afflicted and helping the poor. You will protect me as your property and your glory. I fear my weaknesses and trust in your great mercy. May all of humanity come to know the profundity of your great mercy and in it put all of their hope and worship it for all of eternity. Amen

I found this prayer to be so beautiful and so true, “It just so happened” I felt such a deep need to share it with all.

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Pruning The Branches

From desolation, comes new growth. Ever seen a vineyard after the harvest, just after all the vines have been pruned back? It’s a sure sign winter is coming. The entire field looks desolate. No greenery, all the fruit has been picked and sent to market or been pressed into wine. The same goes with how our Lord prunes us back. Sometimes He has to cut us all the way back to the spur, in order for a new shoot to emerge in the spring. What He is doing is removing everything in our souls that do not belong there in the first place. Causing the survival instinct to kick in (Fear of the Lord), and grow again, in a different way. A way which will produce the fruit, or good works, which we were intended to produce. Although it seems painful as we go through the dryness, God always assures us, he is in the field, constantly watching and nurturing his little plants.

Throughout the winter, the soul looks at what it used to be and realizes it no longer is that fruitless plant. It is only a pruned stick, but alive, as it is still attached even in the smallest amount, to the true vine.This is repentance. It does not cry for what it was, but rather looks to the spring to bud anew. Desolation in great or small amounts, is not a death sentence from God but rather His tender loving hand, forming the now tiny branch to do what it was intended to do. To grow where He needs it to grow rather than still a wild vine trying to choke out the branches that do produce the sweetest fruit.

Jesus said:
‘I am the true vine,
and my Father is the vinedresser.
Every branch in me that bears no fruit
he cuts away,
and every branch that does bear fruit
he prunes to make it bear even more.
You are pruned already,
by means of the word that I have spoken to you.
Make your home in me, as I make mine in you.
As a branch cannot bear fruit all by itself,
but must remain part of the vine,
neither can you unless you remain in me.
I am the vine,
you are the branches.
Whoever remains in me, with me in him,
bears fruit in plenty;
for cut off from me you can do nothing.
Anyone who does not remain in me
is like a branch that has been thrown away – he withers;
these branches are collected and thrown on the fire,
and they are burnt.
If you remain in me
and my words remain in you,
you may ask what you will
and you shall get it.
It is to the glory of my Father that you should bear much fruit,
and then you will be my disciples.’
John 15:1-8

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The White Crayon

Ever think something so simple as the white crayon in a box of so many colors could inspire thoughts of God? Well, here goes.

So often, I have used the expression “I’m not the brightest crayon in the box”. I have been pondering exactly who is. How many times I have heard in my own life how people view the white crayon as “Worthless”. To see just how worthless the white crayon is, imagine life without the white crayon. How could dark images be made lighter without it? You see the white crayon adds brilliance and highlights to drawings. Making them pop rather then appearing flat. It adds depth and allows a focal point to be flooded with light. Without that light, the drawing becomes lost in darkness.

The same can and often has been said about faith in God. Far to often we place that “white crayon” of faith in a spot in the box, to where the other colors are more visible. Because the other colors are so much more appealing to the eye. We forget that the “other colors” although important, are not as valuable and distract us from the importance of faith in God.

The more one takes pleasure in lower things, the more he is separated from heavenly love.
–Pope St. Gregory the Great (540-590AD)

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