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Rejoice! Gaudete Sunday


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EDIT TO ADD:

I find myself adding a few more rejoices in my post after Vespers tonight. I found myself being full of joy for many more things here that have taken place. Especially after praying:

Father, precious in your sight is the death of the saints, but precious above all is the love with which Christ suffered to redeem us. In this life we will fill up in our own flesh what it is still lacking in the sufferings of Christ; accept this as our sacrifice of praise, and we shall even now taste the joy of the new Jerusalem.

As I ponder this day more, I need only to add one REJOICE, for the simple fact that it is our Lord’s grace that I am still here to have any day, good or bad. (END EDIT TO ADD)

Gaudete Sunday, the Third Sunday of Advent

A reflection on the rejoicing that has come about from a bad day…. No time for pride when humility is in order.

Yesterday morning, about three minutes before my children left for school, my daughter informed me she needed black shoes for her hand bell concert later that afternoon. The night before, I had taken her shopping for a shirt and we could have addressed it then. BUT she had not informed me of what she needed. I was not exactly joyful at the news she had withheld from me until that moment. She had found one shoe but was unable to find the other. With my health issues, it is next to impossible for me to go digging through a teenagers room, which looks as if a category 5 hurricane hit. Having not been able to get in both of the children’s rooms since May, we are talking complete disaster. I had been trying to teach my children the importance of “order”. If you take it, put it back.  No one had the time to listen to that.

So, I gave her my shoes to which she complained; “They were to big!” which I new was not exactly truthful as she is almost the same size as I am. Last year, I had bought her a pair of boots only 2 sizes smaller than my size. She just didn’t like the shoes I had. “I’m a size 6!” she yelled at me, which was completely incorrect. Grudgingly she took them, with much hesitation and complaining. I was then advised she was going to be performing off school grounds for a Christmas show, which she never mentioned, nor my husband tell me about.  She was getting a ride from school, but needed to be picked up at 5:45. I had planned on attending Holy Mass at 5:30 PM, for the feast of St. John of the Cross. Disappointment began to set in.

On our way to school, I was informed that one child did not have a lunch. After dropping of the children at school, I returned home, waited a while, and went back with a lunch. Returning back home, I had to get ready for a concert at the school directly after lunch. As I began to get ready, with only fifteen minutes to get back, I received a call from my daughter telling me to look for her black shoe. As I began to speak the phone when dead.  I called the school back and the receptionist began to tell me that my daughter MUST have the black shoes. I had advised the receptionist that I was in no condition to go looking at this point, and I had given her my shoes to wear. She began to tell me that my daughter said they did not fit. I informed the receptionist that those were the only shoes we have at this time and my daughter would just have to make due with what she had, and the conversation ended there. I got up, went to both bedrooms and began to look for the shoe without success.

Again, back in the truck to return to the school for the concert after 10 minutes to get ready now. The street department decided that 1 PM was a perfect time to shut down traffic to re-stripe the street. I sat and the stress built within.

I arrived at the school, and as I entered Church and sat down, the children were almost ready to begin. As they did, I observed my daughter walking up without the shoes I had given to her, and wearing her white gym shoes. They began to play and the principal of the school came to me to tell me, my daughter was not going to be able to participate in the concert directly after this one, without proper black shoes. The tone she used was not in tune. Keep in mind, if you are in a hand bell concert, and you miss, or are not there to perform, the ENTIRE concert is thrown off without you. They would be leaving at 2:45. It was now 1:10 I looked up at our Lord on the cross, bit my tongue, and said okay. I will do something. She walked away, I got up from my seat, and walked out. Unable to watch my daughters performance, I jumped in my truck, fuming at the way this played out. Knowing without a doubt that none of this needed to happen. But it did. I looked down, realized I was almost out of gas, stopped at a station, fueled up and began to head to ANY store with black shoes.

As I got to the store, parking was miserable. I found a spot (REJOICE!) a little walking distance and took it. I walked into the store and headed to the shoe section. I found a few black shoes with many sizes. (REJOICE!) Okay…. What size? She was dishonest about the size this morning, so do I buy one in every size and then hope one of them fit her? I bought two different sizes. Went to check out, stood in line, got ready to pay and realized my debit card was missing. I looked at the cashier, and told him I needed to run out to my truck. Ran back out, got to my truck and realized my keys were missing. I tried my door and it opened (REJOICE!). I had left not only my debit card, but my keys right in view for anyone to take. They were both still there with my truck. (REJOICE!) By this time, my entire body began to ache. I walked back to the store, waited in line again, the cashier still had the bag of shoes (REJOICE!) and I paid for the them, drove back to the school, walked into the concert, sat down and immediately felt the pain in my back radiating into both of my legs.  I could not sit there. I got up, walked to the office and dropped them off, with a message for my daughter to call me.

At that moment, I almost broke into tears. It was going to be a very ugly cry. The physical pain and the emotional were both adding up. I regained my composure, contemplating on our Lord and biting my tongue. (REJOICE!) I left, and went back home, with only a half an hour to head back to school and pick up my other daughter.

When I arrived home, the call came from my daughter. One of the pair of shoes I dropped off, fit perfectly. (REJOICE!)

After picking up my other daughter, my husband informed me that he was leaving early from work and would be picking up my daughter from the concert she was performing at the time she needed to be picked up. (REJOICE!). As they both arrived home, we ALL had an extensive conversation about the serious need for communication, personal responsibility,  listening and following orders. (REJOICE.)  The other pair of shoes I had bought, ended up fitting my youngest daughter. (REJOICE!). 

Today, the pain in my back and legs is not as bad, and both of my daughters are taking this day to clean up their rooms completely. (REJOICE!)

REPENT! PREPARE! PREPARE! PREPARE! Yesterday is gone. We only have now. We are not guaranteed tomorrow. Do not put off what is needed now, so you can Rejoice!

Gospel LK 3:10-18

The crowds asked John the Baptist,
“What should we do?”
He said to them in reply,
“Whoever has two cloaks
should share with the person who has none.
And whoever has food should do likewise.”
Even tax collectors came to be baptized and they said to him,
“Teacher, what should we do?”
He answered them,
“Stop collecting more than what is prescribed.”
Soldiers also asked him,
“And what is it that we should do?”
He told them,
“Do not practice extortion,
do not falsely accuse anyone,
and be satisfied with your wages.”Now the people were filled with expectation,
and all were asking in their hearts
whether John might be the Christ.
John answered them all, saying,
“I am baptizing you with water,
but one mightier than I is coming.
I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals.
He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire.
His winnowing fan is in his hand to clear his threshing floor
and to gather the wheat into his barn,
but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.”
Exhorting them in many other ways,
he preached good news to the people.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Heavy Rose


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“My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand”

While in Adoration of our Lord yesterday, I prayed.

Lord, more than often, I ponder my weakness and understand I am to weak to lift anyone up to you. I ask You O Lord, through the Immaculate Heart of Mary, with my entire heart, to bring Your Hand down to those who seek you in their needs, and scoop them up with Your strength, with Your Almighty Hand and please hear them, heal them and answer them. Amen

As I walked out to my garden this morning, I noticed a rose hanging down on one of my favorite rose bushes. I couldn’t figure out why it was hanging so low, almost upside down. I grabbed my cutters and while I snipped it off the bush, I seen why. It is VERY heavy. I noticed at the base of the rose there were two flowers that had developed and became one flower. One receptacle with two blooms that became one. The bloom is so fragrant and heavy, I could only remember the prayer from yesterday. You can click on the photo below to enlarge it to see what I am talking about.

Heavy Rose 1

Ephesians 6 : 10-18 –
“Finally, be strong in the Lord and in the strength of his might. Put on the whole armor of God, that you may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. For we are not contending against flesh and blood, but against the principalities, against the powers, against the world rulers of this present darkness, against the spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places. Therefore take the whole armor of God, that you may be able to withstand in the evil day and having done all to stand. Stand therefore, having girded your loins with truth, and having put on the breastplate of righteousness, and having shod your feet with the equipment of the gospel of peace; besides all these, taking the shield of faith, with which you can quench all the flaming darts of the evil one. And take the helmet of salvation, and the word of the Spirit, which is the word of God. Pray at all times in the Spirit, with all prayer and supplication.”

“Thou art fairer than the children of men”, “the chiefest among ten thousand,” Psalms 45:2, Song of Solomon 5:10

“Thy name is as ointment poured forth,” Song of Solomon 1:3

“Jesus Christ the same yesterday, and to day, and for ever,” Hebrews 13:8

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The Mystical Rose


Mystical Rose,
Help of Christians, pray for us.
Mystical Rose of the Immaculate Conception,
protectress of priests and the consecrated,
win them the favor of Jesus Christ! Amen.

Today is the feast of the Immaculate Conception and I wish to share with you a little sliver of heaven. Yesterday was my birthday and my entire day, I thank Mama Mary and the Holy Trinity for blessing me with the honor of spending that day with them in the following way.

I attended the 8 AM mass as I usualy do and left in peace to share this inner peace with every soul I was to come in contact with. I got home and prayed to our Lord asking Him about how I was going to spend the day. I went into my yard and began to water my plants. I am in San Diego and the weather here permits me to do so. As I was watering my plants, I moved to my rose bushes and began to water them. I only have three and my gardening skills have taken a back seat for the past few months so I had not been attending to them or most of my yard for that matter. I noticed my roses in bloom but one bush stood out over the others.

One rose, one perficet rose was fully open. This plant I call my “Sacred Heart” roses. They are white roses with the outer petals sprayed with red. I often ponder it as the prestine white rose being dipped into the blood of our crusified Lord. The rose that stood out had a very long stem. I had never seen a stem this long from one of my plants. Not only was the stem very long, no other branch came forth from it. It was attached directly to the base of the bush and very close to the ground where the root entered the earth. Mind you, the stem on this beautiful flower looked as if it was three foot high. If I were to have cut it further it could have been. Three being the Holy Trinity did cross my mind. I did not grow this rose. This was a gift from Abba Father telling me to bring it to Mama Mary.

I cut the rose and knew exactly where it needed to go. I dropped everything and headed back to church because I knew this special rose belonged to Mama Mary as her Immaculate Conception was the true celebration I was looking forward to. As I pulled up, I noticed our maintenance man working outside and asked him to let me in, so I could present it to our Holy Mother’s statue. I walked in and the woman who decorates the church was just starting to decorate for the following days feast. She needed help and I told her I would help her. I spent the remainder of the day helping her to decorate for the feast. I had to run back home at a point because we did not have a cloth big enough to cover the table our Holy Mother’s statue would be on. I brought back the same cloth, that was used when the international pilgrim traveling statue of Our Lady of Fatima made a visit to our parish.

This beautiful rose became the center point under the Immaculate Mary’s statue. The patroness of the Legion of Mary in which I serve in, is called “Mystical Rose”. There is no doubt, our Lord wanted me to spend this birthday doing exactly what I had done and provided me with a beautiful gift to give Mama Mary on the day of her Immaculate Conception, the day of her birth into life.

If you do not know about the Mystical Rose, please read here

Keep in mind, yesterday was December 7th

SNIP from the above link:

“Sixth Apparition on December 7, 1947

This time when Our Lady appeared again in the parish church there were only three persons present. Among them was the Reverend Confessor of the seer. Our Lady, as “Rosa Mystica,” wore a white cloak. This was held at the right side by a boy, at the left side by a girl. Both were also dressed in white.
Our Lady said, “Tomorrow I shall show you my Immaculate Heart which human beings know so little.” Here she paused and then went on, “In Fatima I spread the dedication to my Immaculate Heart.” With heartfelt expression she went on, “In Bonate I tried to introduce this devotion into Christian families.” (Bonate, where Our Lady appeared during the war, is situated near Bergamo.)
Here she made a somewhat longer pause, then continued, “Here in Montichiari I wish the devotion of the ‘Rosa Mystica,’ together with the veneration of my Immaculate Heart, to be increased in the religious institutes and the monastic communities, in order that these souls dedicated to God may receive more graces from my motherly Heart.”
Then Our Lady told Pierina a mystery and promised that she herself would let her know when she had to reveal it. Pierina asked, “Who are the two children at your side?”
Our Lady answered, “Jacinta and Francesco. They will be your companions in all your afflictions. They too have suffered, though they were much younger than you. Look, this is how I would like you to be—–simple and good—–as these children used to be.” Our Lady extended her arms protectingly, looked up to Heaven and exclaimed, “Sia benedetto il Signore!” which means, “Praised be the Lord!” Then she disappeared.”

EDIT TO ADD: I just noticed from another photo, the rose is red, white and yellow. Maybe I should call it the Mystical Rose.

From another site: “By praying, sacrificing and doing penance we bring roses to our Mother and do reparation for the injury of the swords.

The roses:
A white rose : spirit of prayer.
A Red rose: spirit of sacrifice (reparation)
A golden-yellow rose: spirit of total immolation

“This three roses will make the three swords fall from the Most Blessed Hearts of Jesus and Mary”

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