Freed And Flying


FIVE AMERICAN WHITE PELICANS

I had a dream last night, I was able to fly. I had not dreamed like this since childhood. When I was a child I dreamt all the time I could fly but I was never able to fly in front of anyone. I would tell them I could and try but never could get off the ground. I would beg them to believe me but the never would, and would walk away, leaving me alone where once again, I would fly.

Last night, in my dream, I flew in front of people. I woke up the morning and after prayers, thought about it. Our Lord freed me from the hunters snare. But more, I had a dream a long time ago, that I was a baby bird. I wrote about it here. (Impossible Dreams, Where Do They Take You) that left me with a prayer: “May God whisper in your ear, as Jesus plans your tomorrows, while you sleep under the wing of the Holy Spirit”.

I went to Mass this morning and served my first as I was Extraordinary Minister of the most Precious Blood of our Lord, and I didn’t know that was going to be. I “Flew” in front of everyone for the very first time and I served our LORD. All Glory to God!

Prostrate I adore Thee, Deity unseen, Who Thy glory hidest ‘neath these shadows mean; Lo, to Thee surrendered, my whole heart is bowed, Tranced as it beholds Thee, shrined within the cloud. Taste, and touch, and vision, to discern Thee fail; Faith, that comes by hearing, pierces through the veil. I believe whate’er the Son of God hath told; What the Truth hath spoken, that for truth I hold. On the Cross lay hidden but thy Deity, Here is hidden also Thy Humanity: But in both believing and confessing, Lord, Ask I what the dying thief of Thee implored. Thy dread wounds, like Thomas, though I cannot see, His be my confession, Lord and God, of Thee, Make my faith unfeigned ever-more increase, Give me hope unfading, love that cannot cease. O memorial wondrous of the Lord’s own death; Living Bread, that giveth all Thy creatures breath, Grant my spirit ever by Thy life may live, To my taste Thy sweetness never-failing give. Pelican of mercy, Jesu, Lord and God, Cleanse me, wretched sinner, in Thy Precious Blood: Blood where one drop for human-kind outpoured Might from all transgression have the world restored. Jesu, whom now veiled, I by faith descry, What my soul doth thirst for, do not, Lord, deny, That thy face unveiled, I at last may see, With the blissful vision blest, my God, of Thee. Amen

“Jesus said to them, ‘I tell you the truth, unless you eat the flesh of the Son of Man and drink his blood, you have no life in you. Whoever eats my flesh and drinks my blood has eternal life, and I will raise him up at the last day. For my flesh is real food and my blood is real drink.Whoever eats my flesh and drinks my blood remains in me, and I in him.'” (John 6:53-56)

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