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The Fruit Of Righteous Anger


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A thing about broken trust & silence – The entire thing with broken trust, is that when the trust is broken, it doesn’t matter what one says, but rather what one does (actions) to fix the trust. When trust is broken, do we believe what we are hearing from the one who has broken the trust? Or, do we respond better over time with the actions they have taken? We can demand an answer, BUT if the answer is silence? Will we be satisfied? Or do we demand an answer that WE want to hear?

For John came neither eating nor drinking, and they say, ‘He has a demon!’ – “The Son of Man came eating and drinking, and they say, ‘Here is a glutton and a drunkard, a friend of tax collectors and sinners.’ But wisdom is proved right by her deeds.” Matt 11:18-19

Because often times, we don’t like to hear things that may hurt and react in ways that are NOT the fruits of righteous anger.

What is the fruit of righteous anger?

 

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Destruction Of St. Elijah’s Monastery Of Mosul


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U.S. Army, soldiers celebrate Catholic Easter Mass inside St. Elijah’s Monastery in April, 2010 (AP photo)

Through all the history of our Catholic faith, physical buildings to worship our Lord, have come and gone. Our faith and our Lord Jesus Christ remain. The physical building of St. Elijah’s Monastery of Mosul may no longer stand, but we do in Jesus Christ and with Jesus Christ. One day, in His time, God willing, worship of our Lord may resume in that exact spot, just as it has time and time again through all the world, time and time again.

In listening to Bishop Robert Barron’s podcast Homily for this weekend, as Catholics, we are called to remember where we came from. We are to never forget that it is our Lord who has built the wall and is the bridge in our faith. Remember that not only was are Lord persecuted and put to death but He also resurrected!

Praying for my brothers and sisters all over the world, facing the same persecution as did our brothers and sisters through all history. Along with the conversion of hearts of those responsible. Finding myself pondering our Lords words, with that of St. John Paul II: “Destroy this temple and in three days I will raise it up.” Along with do not abandon yourselves to despair. “We are the Easter people and hallelujah is our song.” – St. Pope John Paul II

Blessed are those who have been persecuted for the sake of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.”

 

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My Walk With Him


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Sunday morning, Easter Morning, I awoke and decided to take a walk. As I was preparing for the walk, it became my walk with Christ. It was on this walk, I knew I could never come back. I packed my rosary & prayer, tossed on my shoes and started walking to Church to see our Lord in Adoration.

As I started to pray I noticed the life around me. I came to a tree in bloom and stopped to look. Some blooms were open and full flowers and some buds had not opened yet. I came to a pine tree and seen some cones fully open that had sent forth their seeds and some completely closed, holding on to them. I was reminded of our faith in Christ. Some hearts open before others. Some are in full bloom, some just ready to burst forth and some have not opened yet. All just as beautiful as the next.

As I walked and prayed, I came to a house that had been completely renovated but no one was living in it yet. It looked as if it had been updated from top to bottom and all it was waiting for was to become a home. I thought of “I will destroy this temple made with human hands and in three days will build another, not made with hands.'”. And I continued to walk..

As I came to a bend in the road that lead to my church, I noticed someone walking behind me. I continued to pray the rosary and ponder. A teenage boy came up behind me, and began to speak to me. He was mentally retarded, and asked me what I was ding on this beautiful day. I told him I was praying the rosary and walking to Church. He began to walk with me and told me he was going to a car lot up the street and I assumed he liked cars, then he said he was heading to the pet shop up the street that had lots of animals. We began to talk about faith and as we walked, I taught him how to pray the rosary. He was not Catholic, but his love for Christ was very noticeable.

We talked about our Lord all the way to my Church. I told him I was going to see our Lord who is present in the Holy Eucharist. He did not know what Catholics believed. We walked and had an enjoyable morning and it came time for me to leave. When we got to my church I told him this is where I had to cross. I asked him his name and he said it was Kenny. I told him I would keep him in my prayers and he walked off with my rosary and the little prayer card, instructing him how to pray.

He was continuing on and I crossed the street to my home parish. As I got into the parking lot, the 10 AM Easter Mass was letting out. One of the office workers seen me and grabbed me telling me they needed some help directing traffic because it was getting backed up. So I put on the orange vest, grabbed the whistle he gave me and was on my way directing traffic on the street where cars were trying to cut into the exit. I started directing traffic,m allowing cars to exit on to the street, not allowing cars into the same area, as they had to go back and turn at the “light” to enter. As I stood there I realized I was in the middle of the street and looked at the stop light. I could hear our Lord speaking to me in my heart, “Work with the Light”. I giggled because I knew not only was He speaking about the traffic light, but also in regards to Him. After about 30 minutes or so, the traffic died down and I was free to spend some time with our Lord in adoration.

I walked to the tabernacle, kissed it and thanked our Lord, knowing Mass was about to begin again, left quickly, grabbing a Divine Mercy Chaplet pamphlet for the walk and continued my walk with Him, taking that different route home. As I am still walking with Him today, without any plans using that old route, with the exception of making sure Mama Mary was still with me.

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Freed And Flying


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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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