Sunday, July 29, 2012

He Knew What He Was Going To Do

St John's Gospel today tells us that even though Jesus asked Philip what they could do to solve the problem of feeding the multitude, Jesus knew what He Himself was going to do.
He knew it then...

and He knows it now...













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Tuesday, July 24, 2012

A Saint of My Heritage


Being of half Lebanese descent on my mother's side, I often wondered as a child why, if we were Lebanese, we weren't Muslim. I remember asking my Mom this one day when my very young curiosity could rest no longer, and it was then that I learned of Lebanon's rich Christian population and history.
It would not be until my return to my faith all these years later that I would learn of 
St Charbel Makhlouf whose feast we celebrate today, and it is only very recently that I have done any reading on him. Unfortunately any books on him seem to be all out of print, but I managed to find quite a bit on line about him. Since St Charbel was of the Maronite Rite, I have also done some reading on this very rich and beautiful eastern Catholic rite. At times I feel quite drawn to the eastern rites, but have not as yet mustered up the courage to attend one of their Liturgies. Sorry for the digression...
Pope Paul VI was the pope to canonize Charbel in 1977, and had this to say about him:

"...a hermit of the Lebanese mountain is inscribed in the number of the blessed, a new eminent member of monastic sanctity is enriching, by his example and his intercession, the entire Christian people. May he make us understand, in a world largely fascinated by wealth and comfort, the paramount value of poverty, penance and asceticism, to liberate the soul in its ascent to God..."
Many miracles are attributed to this saint and the story of the days leading up to his death on Christmas Eve 1898 is just amazing. Here is an excerpt from Fr. Mansour Awad's Three Lights From the East:

Father Charbel spent the night before Christmas, 1898 in church, following his usual custom of twenty-three years, ever since he became a hermit at the hermitage of Saints Peter and Paul on the mountain of Annays. He did not waver from this praiseworthy custom. But that last night, he was lying down, neither awake, nor praying, nor meditating; he was asleep, sleeping the sleep of death. His soul, however, was with God, quite awake, in the eternal awakening. This was the last night Father Charbel would spend in the church of Saints Peter and Paul. Contrary to his custom and for the first time, Father Charbel was lying on the floor, over the mat of hair, with his face exposed.
Please note that people never saw his face when he was alive. He always kept his head down in church, at work or when walking, always looking to the ground. He would lift his eyes only to heaven. When in church, he always faced the altar with his eyes fixed on the tabernacle. However, when he died and was Lying face upward, his eyes were closed, still not looking at anyone, exactly as in his lifetime. Holding vigil at the body of the Servant of God in church, were his companions of the hermitage, Father Macarius Mishmshany, and Brother Francis of Artaba, along with a group of monks from the monastery of St. Maron. As soon as they learned of the passing of Father Charbel they rushed to the hermitage to kiss his hands and to be blessed by touching his body while bidding him farewell. Many spent most of the night kneeling near him, praying.
You can read the rest here.
Just from doing the little bit of research for this post, I know I will be reading more about this saint of my heritage as well as adding him to my circle of heavenly helpers.
Lebanon also produced two other saints: St Rafka, a Maronite sister, and
 St Nimatullah Al~Hardini, a Maronite priest and religious who lived a monastic life in solitude. Both of these saints were canonized by Bl. Pope John Paul II.
I always love reading about the lesser known saints. I am even happier to find three from my Lebanese heritage.

St Charbel, pray for us.

Oh and for those curious souls who are wondering about the other half of my heritage... my father's family is from the island of Malta. 






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Sunday, July 22, 2012

The Ultimate Retreat


Today's Gospel passage is one of my favorites for several reasons. One is that Jesus seeing the crowd was moved with pity for them; He didn't want them to be lost, roaming around without a Shepherd. Jesus and the Apostles didn't plan on this moment. Seconds before this Jesus invites the Apostles to come away with Him to a deserted place. I sometimes wonder what went through the Apostles minds when they saw the crowd had followed them. I somehow imagine that they may have been a bit miffed at the crowd and disappointed that they were not going to get some quality quiet and alone time with their Master. This brings me to the second reason I love this Gospel passage. It gives me permission to come away with Jesus to a quiet and deserted place.
As most of my readers know, I have made my share of silent retreats over the last several years. This is certainly one way to "Come away" with Jesus. However, at this time in my life, Our Lord has not seen fit to plant me beside the ocean locked away in a hermitage (maybe someday) so I must find other ways to accept this invitation and command.
One way is my weekly hour of Eucharistic Adoration. When I first began this hour nine years ago, I figured no one else would be in the chapel at midnight on a Sunday morning. I was looking forward to some quality alone time with Jesus. How wrong I was. Many a week there are more than just a few people there. Now my soul knows this is a wonderful thing. My selfish nature struggles with those thoughts the Apostles may have had. Do they have to be here now?
I am a very distractable person. These holy souls who often join me in adoring Our Lord do not always pray quietly or they have some very demonstrative ways of praying. It is at these times I remember why God gave me eyelids. I close my eyes and retreat into my "inner room" there before Jesus and despite that there may be many around me, I still have my quality alone time with Jesus.
While having a physical place to be alone with Jesus is a wonderful treat He sometimes gives, it isn't necessary. St Matthew's Gospel tells us: "But thou when thou shalt pray, enter into thy chamber, and having shut the door, pray to thy Father in secret: and thy Father who seeth in secret will repay thee." (Matt. 6:6) We can do this anywhere simply by turning our hearts and thoughts to God. So any time, anywhere, we can find ourselves on the ultimate retreat with our Master.
Today is also the feast of St Mary Magdalen. She knew better than many how to accept this invitation of Jesus. She was often found sitting at His feet listening to Him. Our Lord describes her as someone who has "chosen the better part." Let us follow her example and ask her intercession today so that we too may choose the better part.


St Mary Magdalen: Penitent

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Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Watch And Pray That You Do Not Undergo The Test



Depending on the Bible translation you read, the above words are sometimes given as: "...watch and pray that you do not fall into temptation." Jesus spoke these words to His sleepy Apostles in the Garden of Gethsemane on the eve of His Passion and Death. Last night as I was reading a few blog posts that dealt with the coming tribulations this world will not escape, I heard these words, for the first time, as if Jesus were in front of me speaking them right to me.
Somehow, I think Our Lord wanted me to hear/remember the words He spoke to His Apostles, but He wanted me to hear them in relation to our times today.
Jesus knew everything, even as He lived His earthly life. Part of the reason His suffering was so intense in Gethsemane was because He saw and "became" every sin mankind would commit until the end of time. He knew then what is going on in our day and age now.
My friends, we are living in a state of vigil. During any vigil, we are keeping watch and praying. We need to be awake to do that. Yes we can pray that the things Jesus warned would happen won't, but I dare say that may not be the best prayer to pray. We need to pray as Jesus told His Apostles that night, and us now: "Pray and watch that you do not fall into temptation." What is the test or temptation He speaks of? Here is Jesus' Exhortation to Watchfulness from Luke's Gospel:
 "Truly, I say to you, this generation will not pass away till all has taken place. Heaven and earth will pass away, but my words will not pass away. "But take heed to yourselves lest your hearts be weighed down with dissipation and drunkenness and cares of this life, and that day come upon you suddenly like a snare; for it will come upon all who dwell upon the face of the whole earth. But watch at all times, praying that you may have strength to escape all these things that will take place, and to stand before the Son of man." 
(Luke 21:34~36)
Each of us is living in this particular day and time for a very good and specific reason. The coming days may not be pretty, and they can be scary, but as a fellow blogger reminded me, sin is scarier! So we here in this time, who love and strive to follow Our Lord, need to be vigilant in our prayer and watchfulness. God will give us the grace we need just as He did to the countless saints before us. He doesn't plant us on this earth and then just say: there you go, you're on your own. He wants us to depend on Him and trust Him. Yes, He will give the grace, but it is up to us to cooperate with it.
Here is where Our Lady is a great example. In her fears and doubts during the Annunciation, she put her trust in the Father and gave Him her "Yes". We are called to do the same~different circumstances, same principle.
We are living in the time of Christ's Divine Mercy. That is where we find the hope we so desperately need. St Faustina cooperated with the grace God gave her in spreading the word about Jesus' Divine Mercy:
 "My Daughter. Speak to the world about My Mercy; let all mankind recognize my unfathomable Mercy. It is a sign for the end times; after it will come the day of justice. While there is still time, let them have recourse to the fount of My mercy; let them profit from the Blood and Water which gushed forth for them. (Diary 848, p.333)
So let us be like the ten wise virgins with our oil lamps filled, and wait in prayerful vigil for the Bridegroom.

O Blood and Water that gushed forth from the Heart of Jesus as a fount of mercy for us; I trust in You. 
( Three O'Clock Prayer)







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Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Now He Has the Right Idea!

In honor of our fourth heat wave this summer, I offer you this smart fella...

Monday, July 16, 2012

A Little Help From My Heavenly Friends

                          

Mary at The Beautiful Gate has written a wonderful post about the power of the Church Triumphant. This term refers to all the saints in heaven. Since I usually leave a post~sized comment on Mary's blog, I decided to accept her invitation to her readers to write a post of their own on this topic.
As anyone who has followed my blog for any length of times knows, the saints are one of my favorite topics. Those of you who participate in my yearly saints pick, know that I enjoy letting the saints choose who among you they would like to companion for the year. (Yes, I will be doing this again this year~ around late November as we get ready to start a new Liturgical Year.)
Like Mary, I like to follow the saints for each day. I like to ask that particular saint to assist me in my prayer for that day, especially when praying the Rosary. As much as I love Our Lady, I struggle with this prayer~my mind is always wandering! So I can use all the help I can get in praying that beautiful prayer well.
However, I do have a few that are my "go to" saints on a consistent basis. Mary Magdalen is someone I pray to often. I ask her to help me to love Jesus as she did. Also, I can relate to being a "woman of many sins" who has been delivered from those sins.
St Anne has chosen to be my patron for the last three years so obviously she is trying to teach me something. I go to her when I find my self struggling with my spiritual motherhood.
I love the Carmelite saints~especially Sts. Teresa of Avila and John of the Cross. They are two heavy duty saints, not always easy to understand, but I get much from their writings and feel like they kind of hold me accountable in my prayer, as well as help me to deepen it. St Teresa is someone on some levels I can relate to; she talks to Jesus like I do sometimes~just a running conversation with Him throughout my day. Since reading more about St John of Avila as our Holy Father will be adding him to the ranks of the Doctors of the Church, I have added him to my favorites among the Carmelites. His letters are wonderful.
Finally, there is St Michael on whom I rely on for protection and help in fighting the spiritual combat that is sure to come my way during this lifetime.
Well this is just to name a few. I am so grateful that God has given us this powerful gift of the friendship and assistance of these heavenly friends. They know what is to live this earthly exile and so they cheer us on to finish the race so that we can one day join them in heaven.







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Friday, July 13, 2012

Instructions To The Remnant


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The daily Mass readings of the last several weeks have really made me sit up and take notice more so than usual. Last week, the Church gave us the readings from the prophet Amos, and this week we are hearing from Hosea (one of my favorites).
These two prophets, as well as all the others, were sent by God to warn sinful individuals and nations.
However, today as I was reading the Gospel from Matthew, I felt like I was being given instructions. Jesus was speaking to me as well as all the others who are striving to stand in the breach~ those that are sometimes referred to as the remnant.
When Jesus first spoke these words over two thousand years ago, He knew what His Apostles and disciples would face after His Ascension. Jesus also knew, what those who remained faithful to Him and His teachings, would face down through the ages.
We who follow and live the Gospel are like the Apostles~ sheep sent out in the midst of wolves.
Don't believe me? Just try speaking about Jesus, or His teachings to a nonbeliever, or one who has fallen away from his faith. If you are not met with outright ridicule, you may get a long list of relativist excuses for why they don't see Jesus' teachings as relevant or necessary. But you need not go that far~just turn on the news or pick up a newspaper.
Elisabeth Leseur once made this comment in her writings: "The suffering sent by God  that I offer to Him is the fact that among all the friends surrounding me, I have no one to whom I can totally open my heart... who might understand and help me." (from Magnificat's Meditation of the Day)
 The rest of the reflection goes on to say how she puts her trust in God and that He is the one to whom she can always pour out her heart and soul.
The same is true for us. Like Elisabeth Leseur who lived at the end of the 19th century into the early twentieth, we living in the twenty first century will suffer some sort of persecution if we live true to the Gospel, but we can always be assured of our hope in Christ and the eternal reward He will bestow upon us if we remain faithful to Him.
We are living in dangerous times. Our country as well as others are becoming more Godless by the day.
Be part of the remnant and have no fear, for the Holy Spirit will tell us what we should say and when we should say it. Jesus is on our side and and  any suffering or persecution we endure for His sake and because of His Holy Name can be offered up and united to His sufferings. That, my friends, can save more souls than we may ever know.









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Wednesday, July 11, 2012

The Continual and Silent Prayer of St Benedict



Today the Church celebrates the feast of a very powerful saint, especially in the area of fighting the demonic. St Benedict has been venerated since the early Middle Ages, and consequently a medal was struck. The medal can be worn around the neck, carried in a pocket or purse or attached to a rosary. Many people put one over the entry way to their home. The medal itself is said to be a continual and silent prayer.
Over the course of the last few days, there has been a fair amount written, including my own post, about the dangers of the occult. These practices are more wide spread than many realize. We need to pray for those who fall into Satan's grip from these practices.
Let us ask St Benedict for his intercession for this intention as we celebrate his feast day today.
EWTN has an excellent article on St Benedict and his medal. Please join me in the following prayer to St Benedict, not only for our own protection, but for all those who need deliverance from these evil practices.



Prayer to St Benedict
0 glorious St. Benedict, sublime model of all virtues, pure vessel of God's grace! Behold me, humbly kneeling at thy feet. I implore thy loving heart to pray for me before the throne of God. To thee I have recourse in all the dangers which daily surround me. Shield me against my enemies, inspire me to imitate thee in all things
May thy blessing be with me always, so that I may shun whatever God forbids and avoid the occasions of sin. Graciously obtain for me from God those favors and graces of which I stand so much in need, in the trials, miseries and afflictions of life. Thy heart was always so full of love, compassion. and mercy towards those who were afflicted or troubled in any way. Thou didst never dismiss without consolation and assistance any one who had recourse to thee. I therefore invoke thy powerful intercession, in the confident hope that thou wilt hear my prayers and obtain for me the special grace and favor I so earnestly implore (mention it), if it be for the greater glory of God and the welfare of my soul
Help me, 0 great St. Benedict, to live and die as a faithful child of God, to be ever submissive to His holy will, and to attain the eternal happiness of heaven. Amen.

Monday, July 9, 2012

My Brush With Darkness

                            
Several wonderful posts, beginning with Fr. Joseph Homick's post God and god, have been circulating around the Catholic blogosphere today relating to the dangers of New Age and the occult. (I will link the other posts at the end of this one.)
If you have read my reversion story, then you know that I dabbled a bit with the occult and things New Age. It began around the late eighties~early nineties and continued right up until my return to the faith in 2002. While I did not go as deeply as some others with this, I went dangerously close to the edge. The truth is, there is no safe range when it comes to the occult. Make no mistake, New Age and Occultism are really two sides of the same demonic coin.
In my case, I was led to the writings of Edgar Cayce. He had a lot to say on nutrition, was said to diagnose people and heal them without ever meeting them. He also wrote much about reincarnation.
Now while I don't remember being instructed in the dangers of all this during my Catholic school years, I was taught that we die once and either go to heaven or hell; we don't get another chance to try it again. As I slowly became immersed in all this, I seemed to forget my Catholic faith and all that it taught.
Around this time, Shirley Maclaine's book and TV movie, Out on a Limb came out. I read the book and watched the movie as well, and I was hooked.
I have to say that I read more about all this than actually practiced it, but the beliefs were taking root. I read everything Ms. Maclaine wrote and it all seemed to make perfect sense.
I still believed in God, but I wanted Him on my terms, not His. When I look back on this now, I see that this was mocking Our Lord. It was saying to Him: "You are not God nor a King." I was no better than those soldiers who crowned Him with thorns and mocked Him during His passion.
You see, that is what New Age spirituality does. It tells you that you are the center of everything. It replays the scene in the Garden with Adam and Eve and the devil telling them they can be gods. In one scene in the movie Out on a Limb, Ms. Maclaine and one of her new age "mentors" are standing on a beach, arms outstretched repeating over and over again: I am God. That is just plain blasphemous!
My reading would become even darker, I began to take an interest in witchcraft. I never became a full fledged witch, but read enough about their customs and rituals that I probably could have.
I believed crystals had healing power. The fact that I nor anyone I knew was ever healed by these pretty rocks should have convinced me otherwise.
What I really found enticing about all of this was that I felt that I no longer needed to fear hell because there wasn't one. My way, not God's was just fine.
It was in the middle of all this dark thinking that I had my abortion (1988). I didn't realize it at the time, but I needed something to get me off the hook for all I had done~ the abortion and everything that led to it. New Age did that.
Fr. Joseph mentions the Neale Donald Walsch books: In Conversation With God. I read these as well; they became my new "bible". The God he describes is no God at all. It is Satan in disguise saying: "Whatever works for you is just fine with me." Our God, the one true God, does not work that way. He is mercy and love, but also justice. He never condones sin. Mr. Walsch's god not only condoned it but encouraged it as well.
It is only by God's grace that I was delivered from this dark mess. I honestly do not know where I would be today if I did not receive that letter from my friend in 2002 telling me to get a Bible( a real one) and a copy of the Catechism of the Catholic Church.
It wasn't easy, especially on him; I resisted with everything I had. There was no way I was going back to that "judgemental God". My friend loved me enough and had patience enough not to give up on me. He literally re~ catechized me.
When I finally made the decision to accept Christ back into my life, on His terms now, not mine, I still had the abortion to deal with. God led me to Rachel's Vineyard where I could receive the healing from this horrible sin. I believe it did much to heal me of the New Age filth as well.
I still have to be careful. Satan knows that I love to read, and he will use this to try to put New Age material in my hands. It is all about guarding the senses. Satan knows our weak spots better than we do. We may forget about them, but he doesn't. It would be very easy to get lured back into his lair.
After I made my Rachel's Vineyard retreat, I felt compelled to attend daily Mass. It wasn't that I just felt like going~ I had to go. I believe that the Eucharist has much, if not everything to do with cleansing me of these demons.
In hindsight, I realize I had been looking for God and that personal relationship with Jesus all along; I just didn't know it. I truly was lost. I thank God and my friend for loving me and having patience with me.

Related Posts
We Are Not gods and Moira Noonan's Story by Mary at The Beautiful Gate
Full Truth and Nothing But by Nancy Shuman at The Cloistered Heart

*Both Mary and Nancy link to the Vatican Document: Jesus Christ, the Bearer of the Water of Life. I highly recommend not only theirs and Fr. Joseph's post, but also this Church document.






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Sunday, July 8, 2012

Embracing Our Weakness



*Reflection based on the Mass readings for the 14th Sunday in Ordinary Time.

Embracing our weakness is not something we usually enjoy doing. It certainly is very counter cultural. In St Paul's letter to the Corinthians, we see that Paul himself was not too comfortable with embracing his own weakness at first. He prays that God will take these things from him, and God answers him with a simple, yet profound reply: "My grace is sufficient."
Everything we need in order to embrace our weakness is wrapped up in those four words. Part of our weakness as human beings is that we forget that we need God for everything, that our dependence is, or should be on Him and not on ourselves. God gives us the grace, His grace, so that we can entrust ourselves to Him in everything, but something more is required of us in this.
Embracing our weakness is part of living the virtues because it requires humility. The opposing sin to humility is pride, and it is our pride that makes us want to resist God's grace. It is our pride that leads us to say to God: "I've got this one Lord; no need for your help with this." I don't know about you, but every time I have said that or at least acted that way, I have fallen flat on my face. It has now gotten to the point that when I find myself doubting and wanting to rely on myself, I hear Our Lord speak those four words into my own heart and soul. I am always grateful for His loving and gentle reminder that He has and is what I need in everything.
When we recognize and acknowledge our weakness, relying on God to see us through the course of our daily life, we allow His grace to enter, and like Paul, find that it is sufficient. 
God sends the prophet Ezekiel to remind Israel of this same thing (although not in the same words) because God sees how resistant to Him they have become. The people of Jesus' day, those of His own town, do not recognize Him. Both of these groups relied more on their own knowledge, and saw things from their own limited perspectives. If only they had opened their minds and hearts to allow God's grace in.
Embracing our weakness also takes faith. Jesus is amazed at the lack of faith He finds in His kinsmen. Because of this lack of faith, He is unable to "perform mighty deeds there".
We can see how our faith allows Jesus to perform these mighty deeds when we look back to last week's Gospel about Jairus' daughter and the woman with the hemorrhage. Both the servant and the woman showed great faith, and it was their faith that allowed Jesus to heal the little girl and the woman. 
It is our faith in the sufficiency of His grace that allows Him to perform mighty deeds and heal us us as well.




Prayer
My Dear Lord Jesus,
It is not my weakness that offends You, but rather my self reliance, my resistance to You and Your grace. Help me to trust You more, depending solely on You in everything. From here on in I will embrace my weakness and see that Your grace is sufficient. I come before You now in all humility and with steadfast faith so as to allow You to perform mighty deeds in my own life.
Amen.









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Friday, July 6, 2012

Love The Sinner


It is true that God hates sin. However, He does not hate the sinner. This is the underlying message of today's Gospel reading. (Matt. 9:9~13) The more learned of Jesus' day could not understand why He would choose to eat and be in the company of someone like Matthew. Jesus sends them off to contemplate His words: "I desire mercy, not sacrifice." I wonder if they did really seek to understand what He meant? I sometimes wonder if we do too.
If we allow ourselves to get caught up in the ways of the world, it becomes very easy to judge, or more precisely, condemn others. Behaviors can and sometimes should be judged~people should not.
We all fall into the category of sinner. We may not be living in a state of mortal sin (praise God for that!), but we all succumb to our fallen natures from time to time.
Mahatma Ghandi once said of Christianity: "I like your Christ, but not your Christians." He did not find many Christians who were truly Christ~like. If we don't live our lives following Christ's example (or at least trying to), we add credence to Ghandi's statement.
What others should see in us is our kindness, our mercy toward others, and a striving to live the virtues.
So as Catholic Christians who accept Christ's invitation to "Follow Me.", let us:
Hate homosexuality, but not the homosexual...
Hate adultery, but not the adulterer...
Hate abortion, but not the abortionist, or the woman walking into the clinic...
Hate religious persecution, but not the persecutors...
This is no easy task, but Our Lord commands us to live this way, and He has given us the perfect example in Himself.
Hate the sin, not the sinner.







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Wednesday, July 4, 2012

A Solemn Fourth

Jon McNaughton's One Nation Under God

I have posted this painting by artist Jon McNaughton before. It is a powerful one, especially when you see the different figures portrayed as well as the documents lying on the steps. If you follow this link, you can hover over the painting's various parts and an explanation of the figure or document is given off to the side.
As our nation observes (I don't have the heart to use the word celebrate) Independence Day today, we are perhaps the farthest we have been as a nation from true freedom since the Declaration of Independence and Constitution were drafted by our founding fathers. The fabric of liberty and freedom are becoming more threadbare by the day.
May our prayers of supplication and reparation restore the fabric that this nation was founded upon. May we be once again, One Nation Under God.
I leave you with this prayer composed by John Carroll, the first archbishop of this country. He wrote it for the occasion of George Washington's inauguration, but it is extremely appropriate for our own day and time. Our pastor read it at the end of the Prayer of the Faithful at Mass today.


Archbishop John Carroll’s Prayer for Government
Composed for the Inauguration of George Washington


We pray you, O God of might, wisdom, and justice,

through whom authority is rightly administered, 

laws are enacted, and judgment decreed,
assist with your Holy Spirit of counsel and fortitude
the President of these United States,
that his administration may be conducted in righteousness, 
and be eminently useful to your people, over whom he presides; 
by encouraging due respect for virtue and religion; 
by a faithful execution of the laws in justice and mercy; 
and by restraining vice and immorality. 



Let the light of your divine wisdom direct 

the deliberations of Congress, 

and shine forth in all the proceedings and laws 
framed for our rule and government, 
so that they may tend to the preservation of peace, 
the promotion of national happiness,
the increase of industry, sobriety, and useful knowledge; 
and may perpetuate to us the blessing of equal liberty.



We pray for the governor of this state, 

for the members of the assembly, 

for all judges, magistrates, and other officers 
who are appointed to guard our political welfare, 
that they may be enabled, by your powerful protection, 
to discharge the duties of their respective stations 
with honesty and ability.



We recommend likewise, to your unbounded mercy, 

all our fellow citizens throughout the United States, 

that we may be blessed in the knowledge 
and sanctified in the observance of your most holy law; 
that we may be preserved in union, 
and in that peace which the world cannot give; 
and after enjoying the blessings of this life, 
be admitted to those which are eternal.
Grant this, we beseech you, O Lord of mercy,
through Jesus Christ, our Lord and Savior. 
 Amen.






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Monday, July 2, 2012

The Front Porch


OK, so I need a happy medium as far as comments are concerned. While I love the fact that this blog does not have comments and remains a bit of a sacred and quiet space, I did miss the sense of community. So being inspired by Nancy's Parlor blog, I have created The Front Porch.
This is a place for readers of this blog to visit if they so choose, not just me, but each other. So please pay a visit and rest awhile on the porch with whomever else may be visiting. I am looking forward to visiting with you and enjoying some good conversation.
Thank you to all of you for putting up with my restless blogging spirit.

Sunday, July 1, 2012

Blood of Christ Inebriate Me


One of my favorite prayers is the Anima Christi (Soul of Christ). I pray it often, especially during those times I feel an urgent need to be "covered in and by Christ". I also sometimes pray it after receiving Holy Communion, or as a Spiritual Communion when I am unable to receive Jesus sacramentally.
The one line that always seems to strike the deepest chord is: Blood of Christ inebriate me. 
The most common definition of the word inebriate has very negative connotations of drunkenness, but a secondary definition is a bit more positive and appropriate for this prayer. The word can also mean exhilarate or excite(not necessarily with alcohol). I like the idea of being exhilarated by Christ's Precious Blood. To think that just one drop could have wiped away every sin, but that He gave it all is at the same time exhilarating as well as humbling.
July is the month dedicated to the Precious Blood of Christ. It is a good time to reflect on its saving power which we receive every time we receive the Eucharist. We can also call on the merits of Christ's blood in prayer.
If you click on the drop down menu above and go to July Devotions, you will find prayers and reflections on this incredible gift given freely to us and for us by Our Lord.
Here is the Anima Christi to get you started.
Thank You, Jesus for shedding Your Precious Blood for my sins and the sins of the world.


(Soul of Christ)

SOUL of Christ, sanctify me.
Body of Christ, save me.
Blood of Christ, inebriate me.
Water from the side of Christ, wash me.
Passion of Christ, strengthen me.
O good Jesus, hear me.
Within Thy wounds, hide me.
Separated from Thee let me never be.
From the malignant enemy, defend me.
At the hour of death, call me.
To come to Thee, bid me,
That I may praise Thee in the company
Of Thy Saints, for all eternity.

Amen.

If I Could Just ...


touch the hem of Your cloak. That was all I wanted to do that day~just reach out and touch Your garment, and then disappear into the crowd unnoticed.
But You would not let it end there. You knew, in the midst of that maddening crowd that someone not only touched You, but also unleashed Your power. 
You turned to find me standing there. Meeting Your penetrating gaze, I could not help but tell You the whole of my story. 
With more love  and mercy than I had ever seen in anyone's eyes, You assured me that my faith in You had healed me. And now I can go and live my life in You~ a life that bears witness to that one healing Touch.



Closing Prayer

Psalm 45: Canticle of Love to the King

My heart overflows with a good theme;
I address my verses to the King;
My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
You are fairer than the sons of men;
Grace is poured upon Your lips;
Therefore God has blessed You forever.

Gird Your sword on Your thigh, O Mighty One,
In Your splendor and Your majesty!
And in Your majesty ride on victoriously,
For the cause of truth and meekness and righteousness;
Let Your right hand teach You awesome things.
Your arrows are sharp;
The peoples fall under You;
Your arrows are in the heart of the King’s enemies.

Your throne, O God, is forever and ever;
A scepter of uprightness is the scepter of Your kingdom.
You have loved righteousness and hated wickedness;
Therefore God, Your God, has anointed You
With the oil of joy above Your fellows.
All Your garments are fragrant with myrrh and aloes and cassia;
Out of ivory palaces stringed instruments have made You glad.
Kings’ daughters are among Your noble ladies;
At Your right hand stands the queen in gold from Ophir.