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Ready Or Not

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The soul not ready for our Lord…

A woman is taking care of the household as her Spouse is on a very long business trip. Little by little things begin to go wrong arround the house. He left her with more resources than she could have ever dreamed of having. A sink backs up one week. The next week some shingles fall off the roof in a wind storm. A few days later, the toilet overflows. A few days later a window is broken. The woman sits and does nothing to fix the things going wrong. She puts them off and says to herself, its my spouses job to fix those things, not mine. He will have to fix them when He gets home. After weeks and years of her Spouse away on business, the house has fallen into disrepair and she is sleeping on a pile of rubble. Her Spouse returns and she sees Him walking up to the front door that is hanging on one hinge. As soon as He crosses the threshold, she begins to cry and tell Him if He was here the house would not be ruined. If He would have done His job, they would still have a home today. He looks at her and knowing He has been away for so long, begins to clean up the mess she allowed to happen. He stops as her complaining continues and walks away.

A ready soul….

A woman is taking care of the household as her Spouse is on the same long business trip. Little by little things begin to go wrong arround the house. A sink backs up one week. She fixes it because she knows her Spouse is busy and not here yet. He left her with more resources than she could have ever dreamed of having. She loves Him so much, and does not know when He will be returning. She takes it up and fixes the problem immediately, so He doesn have to when He returns. The next week some shingles fall off the roof during a wind storm. She calles a roofer to help her fix the problem as she knows she can not fix it alone. She does not want her loving Spouse to have to take care of it upon His return. All the same things begin to go wrong and she pulls all she has in strength together to fix all that goes wrong before her loving Spouse returns. One day, she is looking out a window she learned how to fix, and seen her Spouse walking up the front walk. She ran to the door as He opened it and they fell into each others arms and kissed passionately. (I’ll end it there).

Do you think our Lord wants to sit and have a cup of coffee with you and talk about all the things that went wrong while you were living? Do you think He wants to hear you complain about how long He was gone? Of course not. All He wants to do is grab you in His arms and hold you and love you. The falling down house is the soul in need of serious repairs. A soul who has not gone to confession, not taken care of the business at”home” with the gifts our Lord has given to us to do so, while He is away. The ready soul is the one who used everything our Lord has left them, to ensure when He returned, He would not have to do much before grabbing hold of His spouse.

Think about it….

When you are in love, not a second goes by that you can not think of the person you are in love with. It’s like two teenagers constantly texting each other, seconds apparat just telling the other, I love you. This is how our Lord wants you to Love Him. Everything you see, taste, touch, hear, learn, and know, should remind you of Him. When the two meet again, everything around them disappears and all they see is the love between them. Not the things that separated them.

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Lukewarm

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“The greatest romance one can find, is to fall in love with God. The greatest journey one could embark on, is to seek Him. The greatest achievement one can obtain, is to find Him.”~ St. Augustine

When we set off on a journey, even one as simple as a walk around the block, we don’t take the first step saying, when I get back home, I’m going to do something else. If we do, our heart isn’t in the journey to begin with. When we take that first step out of the house, we should be focusing on how beautiful the fresh air is that kisses our face. It is a kiss from God. It is Him brushing away the staleness we had been cooped up in. We should be grateful for the ability to take the walk in the first place. This goes for attending Holy Mass. When we are truly IN Communion with Him, our eyes are opened large enough to hold all His treasures pouring into our hearts in the form of grace and joy for all eternity.

We should never “feel” as if it is an OBLIGATION to attend Mass but rather a blessing to attend Holy Mass. If we look at Holy Mass as an obligation, it becomes a chore and done because we “feel” we have to go. When we attend Mass in love, our love for God, it’s no longer an obligation, but rather done IN love. We seek Him everywhere we can find Him. Or we freely go to where we know He is present. Without even so much as a single thought of what we are doing after we spend time with Him. The entire world we know outside of Mass, disappears and He appears in us, to love Him and life in Him. To love our neighbor as He loved us. To attend to the needs of those He placed in our lives and overlook self-interest.

The most amazing journey the soul can be on isn’t a perpetual journey, but rather reaching the end. No matter how long the journey is, we know in our hearts, it’s not forever. Only God is forever. If we chose not to bring Him with us on this journey of life, we have to ask, what is it I am seeking at Mass if it is not Him?

I hear all the time, we need a miracle! We need to see a miracle! No matter how many “Miracles” appear in your life, the only one that will ever matter, takes place on the Holy Altar at every Catholic Mass celebrated throughout the world. When our Lord is present, in a form most can not understand. When our Lord becomes the Holy Meal between friends. For a soul looking for miracles, you will never see them. You can’t. For the soul seeking God, He is visible once we understand where He resides. In the Truth. If I were to tell you that “Someone” came to me and told me about every sin I had committed, about how my entire life was going to be, about every event takeing place right now, would you believe in God anymore then you did before you read this? Would you seek Him in everything you do? Would you set out to believe in Him more today? Because “Someone” did come to me. “Someone” who knew every sin I had committed. “Someone” who knew my past, present and future. “Someone” who knew me more than I knew myself. I didn’t believe in the beginning either. When this occurred, it was just a random conversation. I was lukewarm if not frozen in a life of sin. At this time I too was looking for a miracle. I did not see one because my heart was not open to Him. Everything, now after the fact and everything I see, is a miracle. I might not know who it was, I did ask him is he was God and he said no, but the glory and honor belongs to God. Only God can change a heart to love and serve Him. For me, the journey to find out who that was, is over and has been over for some time. It no longer matters. God does. He does not create chaos in our lives, but He does allow it to happen and when we seek Him and only Him, He calms the storm simply as we stretch our hands to Him.

Lukewarm might be a good place to be in a bathtub, but in the faith, when we become “comfortable” in what we are doing, we lose the understanding of how UNCOMFORTABLE the world is with faith in Christ. The world contradicts what our Lord has done and is doing now, along with what He has promised for eternity. The lukewarm find comfort among the thorns in the Crown of our Lord, rather than in the heart of the Love in His heart. The lukewarm find comfort in the thrust of the spear into His side on the Cross rather than in the water and blood that came from His suffering to comfort, wash us and cleanse us of the world which seeks to do the same to us. The lukewarm find comfort among those who persecute Him rather than those who suffer within Him, together with Him in truth. It is very visible to see this in the way we treat our neighbors. Do we love them as our Lord loves us or do we just sit back and let them fall when they fall because it’s just “the way it is”. It is easy to see this in the way the lukewarm in all they do.

If the heart is not inflamed with love for Him, and only Him, we overlook the first commandment completely. “I am the LORD your God, who brought you out of the land of Egypt, out of the house of bondage. You shall have no other gods before me. You shall not make for yourself a graven image, or any likeness of anything that is in heaven above, or that is in the earth beneath, or that is in the water under the earth; you shall not bow down to them or serve them. It is written: “You shall worship the Lord your God and him only shall you serve.”

The more love that is given to Him, the more love that is poured out onto you from Him, stoking the flames in your heart to do EVERYTHING for Him, because of Him. You no longer go looking, you just accept what He is giving you and in return, you give everything you have back to Him not because it is right and just, but because you love Him, which is right and just.

I. “YOU SHALL WORSHIP THE LORD YOUR GOD AND HIM ONLY SHALL YOU SERVE”

2084 God makes himself known by recalling his all-powerful loving, and liberating action in the history of the one he addresses: “I brought you out of the land of Egypt, out of the house of bondage.” The first word contains the first commandment of the Law: “You shall fear the LORD your God; you shall serve him. . . . You shall not go after other gods.”5 God’s first call and just demand is that man accept him and worship him.

2085 The one and true God first reveals his glory to Israel.6 The revelation of the vocation and truth of man is linked to the revelation of God. Man’s vocation is to make God manifest by acting in conformity with his creation “in the image and likeness of God”:

There will never be another God, Trypho, and there has been no other since the world began . . . than he who made and ordered the universe. We do not think that our God is different from yours. He is the same who brought your fathers out of Egypt “by his powerful hand and his outstretched arm.” We do not place our hope in some other god, for there is none, but in the same God as you do: the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob.7
2086 “The first commandment embraces faith, hope, and charity. When we say ‘God’ we confess a constant, unchangeable being, always the same, faithful and just, without any evil. It follows that we must necessarily accept his words and have complete faith in him and acknowledge his authority. He is almighty, merciful, and infinitely beneficent. Who could not place all hope in him? Who could not love him when contemplating the treasures of goodness and love he has poured out on us? Hence the formula God employs in the Scripture at the beginning and end of his commandments: ‘I am the LORD.'”8 Catechism of the Catholic Church

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Through the Immaculate Heart of Mary, I ask You O Lord, to inflame the hearts of the lukewarm and increase their faith and love for You that they may serve You Lord in all they do, and give all the glory and honor to God the Father. I beg, have mercy on us all Lord. Amen

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Pure Bliss

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“I baptize you with water for repentance. But after me will come one who is more powerful than I, whose sandals I am not fit to carry. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and with fire.” Matthew 3:11

Two years ago, I had a vision of our Lord. Although I have posted about many of them, this one I decided to keep in my heart as it was something of pure bliss. Just before the 4th of July in 2011, I had a vision of our Lord swimming in a beautiful river. His face was just above the very peaceful water and He was swimming towards me. I just knew it was Him. His eyes pierced my entire being and His smile was a smile unlike any I have ever seen. It pulled me into a joy I had never known before. That was it. I was swimming in this beautiful place with Him. What make it beautiful was Him just being there. Although the vision didn’t last for more than a few moments, it has never left me. From that day, when I would pray the rosary and I would ponder the Baptism of our Lord, the vision stuck with me. His face coming up from the water and the heavens opening up, “And a voice from heaven said, “This is my Son, whom I love; with him I am well pleased.” echos through me with the face that I had seen in the vision.

Today after Mass, my priest tapped me on the shoulder and told me he had a package for me and wanted to give it to me after Mass. He then asked me if I would like to light the last Advent candle on the wreath. I was so excited I couldn’t pass it up. My girls look forward every week to the lighting of the candle which brings us that much closer to Christmas, and participating in lighting it, would be something they would never forget. After the final candle was lit and the most beautiful Mass was over, I met Father in the sacristy and he handed me a small package. We took it home and my girls had to have me open it, and so I did. My jaw dropped when I seen the beautiful piece. I received an bi-fold icon of the Baptism of our Lord and if I had opened this in front of Father, I would have cried like a baby and hugged him. He would have thought I was nuts. There is no doubt in my mind, the Holy Spirit whispered to Father about his gift idea to me. It is so precious to have this closeness with our Lord more so then the piece I was given today, but to have not only the vision and joy but also the physical, is just something so sweet that nothing on earth could ever match. When I look at it, I can’t help but say, it is You. It is my Beloved telling me, it is I.

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White Horse

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“I saw heaven standing open and there before me was a white horse, whose rider is called Faithful and True. With justice he judges and makes war” Revelation 19:11

I was blessed this morning with not only setting up for 24 hour Exposition of the Blessed Sacrament after our 8:00 AM Mass, but also through the Legion of Mary, partaking in and setting up a Mass located in one of our Nursing Homes that we evangelize to every week. I had set up the Altar and we were waiting for our priest. When he arrived, although I had set them out, we forgot to bring our celebrants vestments and I asked him before the Mass began, if he would like me to run and get them. He said yes and so I was off to retrieve them. Our Parish was not that far away from where we were located. When I returned I parked on a side street from the main road next to a protestant church, where the Nursing facility was located. I got out of my car and standing in the middle of the street was a huge black rooster. I giggled as I seen him thinking this was an odd place for a rooster. I made a chicken noise at him, laughed and began to cross the road. I thought of the old joke as I was crossing, “Why did the chicken cross the road?” and said out loud, thinking of what we were about to do, vestments in hand, answering “Because I’m not a chicken”.

I arrived in time for the Gospel to be read and after, Father placed on the stole. During the consecration of the bread and wine, into the Body and Blood of our Lord, I noticed that there appeared to be a reflection of the Roman Missal on the chalice. The holy book was open and the pages laying in such a way that looked like one white horses hoof on the chalice. I couldn’t hold back my smile and it brought me deeper into the Mass. I was overcome with a deep peace and joy. I could see Victory. I knew, in the midst of this suffering our Lord and His entire Holy Army were present to bring The Light, defeat the darkness of the lame, suffering and all His children’s ailments. The True Healer was present and I was able to see Him in His glory as all received Him warmly, in love.

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Give Thanks

Eucharist: the Greek noun εὐχαριστία (eucharistia), meaning “thanksgiving”

For I received from the Lord what I also delivered to you, that the Lord Jesus on the night when he was betrayed took bread, and when he had given thanks, he broke it, and said, “This is my body which is for you. Do this in remembrance of me.” (1 Corinthians 11:23-24)

Is thankful our Lord called me when He did. Is thankful our Lord pulled me from the pit and cleaned me off. Is thankful Mama Mary said yes and gave us the model of faith in God to become Handmaids of the Lord. Is thankful our Lord corrects me and comforts me but most of all, forgives me. Is thankful our Lord is our Lord, our God and our King.

Thank you Lord.

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Thank You St. Therese of Lisieux

Yesterday was the final day of my Parish St. John of the Cross, Fall Festival. I spent the entire day there with my girls Violet and Chloe. We spent most of the weekend there even though I have been struggling lately with some health issues, but yesterday was so precious.

My girls were playing a carnival game and my daughter Violet noticed a stuffed dog holding a baby dog and had told her sister Chloe if she should win, would she PLEASE win the dog for her. After a many rounds of placing quarters on numbers and spinning a number wheel, Chloe won. Amid a crowd of people she yelled out “Please give me that dog for my sister Violet”. Chloe is just 5 years old. The entire table went silent. Chloe was handed the dog and she ran to Violet and gave it to her. They hug in an embrace that told me our Lord did this. Violet thanked Chloe and they were better than just sisters. They became BEST Sisters.

After that beautiful exchange between sisters, we walked into the hall and began to look among the items in the silent auction. Chloe had noticed a game that she wanted and I placed her name on the list with an amount and told her we would wait until the auction to see if she had won. The game was actually a pair of identical games that were both the same but different roller coaster games. We waited for the auction and Chloe was so excited to wait for her name to be called. It took a long time for them to get to the table where her toys were and they read the name and it was not Chloe who won. She had been outbid. She looked at me from across the room and shook her head yes as if to say did they say it? Did I win? And I looked at her and shook my head no and opened my arms to receive the broken hearted Chloe. She cried so hard walking back in defeat. I could not consul her. I told her that because she had been SO gracious with her sister and won her the stuffed dog, I would take her right over to the toy store and buy her the same toy. She didn’t want anything to do with that. It was THAT raceway, THAT toy she wanted. I hugged her and after a few moments of crying, a little girl walked over with both the games Chloe had wanted and gave Chloe the pick of which one she could have. Chloe jumped up and down and was SO happy! So full of thanksgiving! She picked one not believing what the little girl had done for her and I told her she better thank her. She RAN to the girl and hugged her and thanked her. I took Violet and Chloe to the side and asked them who they thought made this happen? Violet smiled when I said this was all because of Jesus. I told them that Jesus had seen what Chloe had done for Violet and how much love she did it in for her sister that He provided someone to do the exact thing for Chloe. In unison, we all thanked our Lord together and told Him we loved Him.

The day before, on Saturday, walking through the same silent auction, someone had donated a box of porcelain doll pieces. Old doll wigs, arms, bodies, legs and everything you could need to build porcelain dolls. My Violet loved it! She wanted them all! They were not in the auction and we were approached and and asked if we would want to purchase two of them for the girls and I said yes. In the meantime, I had signed Violets name to another bid of three porcelain dolls on display, and when I did realized one of the Sisters from the girls school was the one we had just outbid. I left it alone; thinking someone else would bid higher. Sunday morning after Mass, we were asked again if we would just take the entire box of doll parts as no one was interested in them. I said yes and was then asked to make a few for the next years silent auction. My Violet was thrilled!

After Chloe had been given her game, we left the silent auction very happy and started to head home. The auction was far from over but we needed to leave. I was exhausted and my head was pounding. Just before 8:00 PM the phone rang. It was Marta from the Silent Auction letting me know that Violet had won the three dolls and I had to get there to pick them up and pay for them. I smiled and knew exactly what needed to be done. I asked Violet if it would be okay if we gave Sister the three dolls because we had been given so much. She said yes. I went back to Church, paid for the dolls and began to look for any of the Sisters from the School. I found two of them and told them the story, handing them the bag of dolls and letting them know, they belonged to Sister Therese.

On my way back to my car, I remembered I needed to change the Altar for the next morning Mass. I went into Church and noticed the Statue of St. Therese of Lisieux was brought to the front. All the day’s events filled my head in a flood of amazement. I realized it was her feast day and doing everything in love, was the easiest way to our Lord. Not feeling very well, after the Altar was taken care of, I searched for roses to place at her feet, for placing so many of our Lords in my arms.

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The Upper Room


The Upper Room


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The Cenacle room on Mt Zion in Jerusalem is where two major events in the early Christian Church are commemorated: The Last Supper and the coming of the Holy Spirit on the apostles.

• The Last Supper was the meal Jesus shared with his apostles the night before he died. During this meal he instituted the Eucharist.

• The coming of the Holy Spirit, at Pentecost, is recognised as marking the birth of the Christian Church.

The Cenacle is on the upper floor of a two-storey building near the Church of the Dormition, south of the Zion Gate in the walls of Jerusalem’s Old City.

Where Peter was left knocking

According to early Christian tradition, the “upper room” was in the home of Mary the mother of John Mark. He was the author of the Gospel of Mark (and presumably also the young man who fled naked, leaving behind his linen garment, to escape the authorities when Jesus was arrested in the garden at Gethsemane, an event he recorded in Mark 14:51).

This house was a meeting place for the followers of Jesus inside the city walls of Jerusalem.

It was also the house to which Peter went after an angel of the Lord released him from prison. Acts 12:12-16 says a maid named Rhoda was so overjoyed at recognising his voice that she left him knocking at the outer gate while she went to tell the gathered disciples.

Above Taken from See the Holy Land

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