Monday, December 27, 2010

Universal child

Hello friends,
      May the Christmas spirit, with all it's goodness and cheer, remain with us throughout the coming year. Know that you are loved; yes, even in those deep, dark recesses where you think no one sees your pain, your suffering, your addictions, and all the other kinds of Hell that plague a human heart. God see it all and Loves us so much!
     I'm attaching the lyrics and video to the song by Annie Lennox entitled, "Universal child." It's from her latest, "A Christmas Cornucopia." My brother turned me onto to this CD a few days before Christmas and I haven't been able to stop listening...This one especially goes out to Carrot and Stephen...Heart y'all.
For me, this is JC telling us just a fraction of the things He wants for us, and has in store for us:

How many mountains must you face before you learn to climb.
I'm gonna give you what it takes, my universal child.

I'm gonna try to find a way to keep you safe from harm.
I'm gonna be a special place, a shelter from the storm.
And I can see you, you’re everywhere, your portrait fills the sky.
I'm gonna wrap my arms around you, my universal child.

And when I look into your eyes, so innocent and pure.
I see the shadow of the things that you've had to endure.
I see the tracks of every tear that ran ran down your face.
I see the hurt, I see the pain, I see the human race.
I can feel you, your everywhere, shining like the sun.
And I wished to god that kids like you could be like everyone.

How many tumbles must it take before you learn to fly.
I'm going to help you spread your wings, my universal child.

I can feel you everywhere shining like the sun.
And I wished to god that kids like you could be like everyone.
And I wished to god that kids like you could be like everyone.





"I am a little pencil in the hand of a writing God who is sending a love letter to the world." Mother Theresa

Saturday, December 18, 2010

Suffering

Hello friends,
     Please pray and send positive thoughts to all couples in the process of conceiving; remember and say prayers for the lonely, the homeless, and those without Hope in their lives. Jesus, please have mercy on these souls, and send an angel in human form to comfort them. Amen.
     I know writing about suffering during Christmas may seem an odd thing to do, but it's where I found myself yesterday as I was reflecting on Mary, Jesus' mother.

     The bible doesn't say if Mary realized exactly what her Yes would entail, but she did receive hints about what life with Jesus would be like, when Simeon, upon seeing baby Jesus, tells her (Luke 2:35), "...and a sword will pierce your own soul too," which I interpret to mean the pain she was to feel at the Crucifixion of her son.
     When my heart grows heavy with sadness at whatever perceived sorrow I am feeling, I remind myself of Mary, the Mother of us all, and the true Agony she felt upon seeing Jesus hanging above her. I unite my sorrows with hers, and I ask for the same faith, hope, and strength she had.
     Our society likes to avoid grieving and who can blame it? Who wants to cry their heart out, or be depressed for days on end? No one! And yet, no matter how we try to avoid pain, or cheat it, it comes to us.
     Mary's "Yes," doesn't end at Christ's crucifixion though. We are a people of the Resurrection!
     Jesus is our hope. He is the Ultimate Healer. Invite Him into your life today. He won't guarantee a life free from difficulties or misfortune, but He will provide you with what you need to deal with any malady.
     May you feel God's graces pouring on you each and every day.
     Merry Christmas!
"I am a little pencil in the hand of a writing God who is sending a love letter to the world." Mother Theresa

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Trippin'

Hello friends,
      Special prayers of healing and strength for a very special person; for all marriages and single people, may God continue to bless all of our paths and shower His graces on us, daily. In Jesus name. Amen.
     As many of you may or may not know, my family and I went to Natchitoches, LA, (pronounced knack-uh-dish) for a mini-vacay this past weekend.
      I must commend Carlton for organizing this lovely excursion. He simply outdid himself as far as Christmas destinations are concerned. He also put together a splendid agenda for us; from the scenic drive there, to historic plantations, a fab fireworks display, and a minor basilica for good measure. As we stealthily drove through quaint, tiny towns, the decades old architecture seemed to be beckon us to their sleepy neighborhoods and store shops.
     The first place we stopped was Woody's Smokehouse, "The Jerky Capital of the World," for some delish deli sandwiches, which brought us to our second stop, Davy Crockett National Forest. Here's how the 'official' website describes the park, "The Davy Crockett National Forest, named for the legendary pioneer, contains more than 160,000 acres of East Texas woodlands, streams, recreation areas, and wildlife habitat. Located in Houston and Trinity Counties, the forest is centrally located within the Neches and Trinity River basins. The Davy Crockett National Forest was proclaimed a National Forest by President Franklin Roosevelt on October 15, 1936." I know now why I always liked Roosevelt. :)

     God has great surprises for us, if we only open our eyes and hearts to His graces. I had no idea I'd be blessed to step into a minor basilica. What is a minor basilica? According to the Catholic Encyclopedia, "In architecture, the term basilica signifies a kingly, and secondarily a beautiful, hall. The name indicates the Eastern origin of the building, but it is in the West, above all in Rome, that the finest examples of the basilica are found. Between 184 and 121 B.C. there were built in the Forum at Rome the basilicas of Porcia, Fulvia, Sempronia, and Opimia; after 46 B.C. the great Basilica Julia of Caesar and Augustus was erected. These buildings were designed to beautify the Forum and to be of use both for market purposes and for the administration of justice. They were open to the public and were well lighted."
Minor basilicas in the spiritual sense are closer to God, kidding, no, it just means in the hierarchy of churches are concerned, the minor basilica is a great treasure.
Here are a few privileges given a minor basilica, "These "privileges", besides conferring a certain precedence before other churches (not, however, before the cathedral of any locality), include the right of the conopaeum, the bell, and the cappa magna. The conopaeum is a sort of umbrella (also called papilio, sinicchio, etc.), which together with the bell is carried processionally at the head of the clergy on state occasions. The cappa magna is worn by the canons or members of the collegiate chapter, if seculars, when assisting at Office. The form of the conopaeum, which is of red and yellow silk, is well shown in the arms of the cardinal camerlengo (see vol. VII, p. 242, coloured plate) over the cross keys.


And here's a photo of the Minor Basilica in Natchitoches:
     I highly recommend this lovely "Christmas town," for your next 'winter' holiday vacation. It's got the right pace (slow), attitude (people are friendly), and small town feel without being snobby, or cliquish. Just a real family treat. Book early, though, B and B's, and hotels, fill up quickly.


"I am a little pencil in the hand of a writing God who is sending a love letter to the world." Mother Theresa

Sunday, December 5, 2010

You, Lord, are my only good.

Hello friends,
      Heavenly Father, prayers for those asking me for prayers, esp: Carrot, lol, and her healthy twins, a father with heart issues, and the passing of a beloved grandfather. Prayers for all marriages everywhere; for singles and marrieds to stay true to God's path and will for their lives; for agnostics and atheists, that through my actions I may lead them closer to You, Lord. In Jesus' name, Amen.
     Yesterday, when I was in the chapel for my hourly visit with the Lord, I began writing this blog:
You may wonder what I say when I'm in the chapel for an hour, sometimes more.
     Let me start by saying what I don't do: I don't complain about situations. Instead I "offer them up," and "give them" to God. I pray for everyone who's asked for prayers - and for those who don't ask, but certainly need them, lol - and I give many thanks.
     A few years ago I read The Shack, and one of the images that stayed with me from this book is the idea of Jesus being an outdoorsman. So, sometimes in adoration, I imagine He and I fishing together on a calm pond, or me laying on His chest by the pond/lake; as I lay on Him, I'm doing my best to saturate myself with His energy; His essence. Pretty sexy, huh? ;)
     Mostly I 'see' gorgeous rays of white light eminanting from His beautifully suspended body. This incandescent light engulfs me with His
Blessings, His Grace, and His Goodness. I close my eyes and let His Substance effuse me, the energy getting stronger as time passes.
     In short, I feast on Jesus.
     Sometimes the hour creeps by and I'm having a hard time focusing on the Lord, or 'seeing' anything, or the opposite is true; I have too much to tell our Lord and Savior and an hour's not enough time for everything.
     I've also been practicing Lectio Divina - the fine art of meditating on scripture - while in Holy Hour, and it lead me to a passage I didn't understand. I implored God to help me with it's meaning. The scripture, Revelations, Ch 2, verse 4, reads, "Yet I hold this against you: you have lost the love you had at first." (and here was where my pen broke in three places - no kidding!) I put the pieces in my purse, and went back to meditating and 'seeing' the Lord.
     Later, I realized what God was telling me with this passage. Before my Advent journey began, I would sit and submerge myself in God's love during Holy Hour. It was all I could handle at the time, and still is, really. I wouldn't even speak to Jesus, I just sat in His Presence, contemplating His Being, and His Unconditional Love for Me. But since I've started this sojourn, when I've been in God's house, I'm reading spiritual books I've been given, or the bible, and not devoting my FULL attention to God-Jesus. The Revelations passage, and my pen breaking, woke me up to what God is trying to tell me: when I've got an hour with Him, I need to spend it fully concentrating on Him, just like I did when I first participated in Adoration. No outside distractions of any kind, not even to clue my four readers, lol, on what I do in Adoration! LOL
     Good is good, all the time.

"I am a little pencil in the hand of a writing God who is sending a love letter to the world." Mother Theresa

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