My dear Readers,
today I wish to thank all those of you who are taking the time to stop by and read.I see that I am blessed to have readers from many places as the map displays all the different countries following.
Today, so much happened. I am not sure where to start, so I will simply focus on the moment that inspired one of the poems - A thorough discussion on the Sacrament of Reconciliation at a gathering sparked the poem of tonight. Let us live convicted! Let us walk the path of Holiness... We are called to be Saints, and the path of sanctity is one of love that requires work: patience, mortification, and trust in God; Let us be aware of things that cause us to compromise God's Love in our life through venial sins that accumulate and become habits. Because God wishes to heal us, renew us and strengthen us, we must not like what has caused us to fall said the speaker. We find ourselves repeating the same sins again and again, because we forget to resolve ourselves to not commit those again. We forget that Jesus resurrected. We forget to hope. In fulfilling our penances, we do our best to not let our weaknesses take over, we surrender to God. Let us be strong, and know the sacrament of Reconciliation washes us and cleanses us.I was really inspired tonight.
Yet dear Readers, there will be lots of writing happening this weekend, and I am excitingly looking forward to it.
Do any of these writings inspire you? Do you agree with some? disagree with others ? Do they inspire to stand and do something you are called to as well? Do share your thoughts I hope :-)
Dear Readers, I am going joyfully to rest...
Countdown: 121 Days - 139 Poems - 18 Weeks /18 Posts.
F.M.
Showing posts with label Brazil. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Brazil. Show all posts
Friday, 2 August 2013
Monday, 29 July 2013
125 Days - 143 Poems - 19 Posts (54, 55, 56, 57)
Dear Readers,
it is great to be back. It has been quite a weekend spiritually I must say as every day was impactful. Our diocese organized a World Youth Day @ home for all those who could not make it to Brazil this year. Our Lady I must say was very present in this World Youth Day whether at home, in our diocese or in across the continent.
Poem 54: Just like in Brazil where young people enacted the Via Crucis, among the young people who travelled from other cities such as BC, NWT, Lethbridge, Red Deer, etc... to our diocese but a city different from mine; the young people from Edmonton enacted the Via Crucis. What a moment to live the passion of Christ and put Him on. That evening I dropped a HAIKU on the stations of the Cross.
Poem 55: The next day we had different bishops and priests come forth and teach us about the faith, and the choice was ours to choose and go and listen to whom we were compelled to go to. Other bishops led the morning mass, and the Vigil in the evening was also led by another bishop. O what a day. I must admit that in the midst of it all, I found a moment to retract myself before the Blessed Sacrament - our Lord who made Himself available to us 24 / 7. And there I was able to write.
Poem 55: is actually inspired by the speech of Pope Francis on Elders and the opportunity we had as pilgrims to stay in different families in the city where it was planned. I had the privilege to actually stay with an older Catholic couple who did share wisdom their wisdom with me over that weekend. Countdown: 127-145-19
Poem 56: is inspired by the Gospel that was read on the morning of July 27, 2013 there on God permitting the Wheat and the Weeds to grow together. Countdown: 127-144-19
Poem 57: My last poem was tonight. Indeed I did not write yesterday. Tonight's poem sprang from reflections, experiences over the weekend that led to ponder on the beauty of OBEDIENCE - A vow we are all called to make like our Lady and Christ should we desire the fullness of Christian life. Many became saints because of their obedience. Many died because of their obedience. Obedience, as mentioned by St Ignatius, is the safest guide and most faithful interpreter of the Divine Will.
Countdown: 125 Days-143 Weeks-19Posts
it is great to be back. It has been quite a weekend spiritually I must say as every day was impactful. Our diocese organized a World Youth Day @ home for all those who could not make it to Brazil this year. Our Lady I must say was very present in this World Youth Day whether at home, in our diocese or in across the continent.
Poem 54: Just like in Brazil where young people enacted the Via Crucis, among the young people who travelled from other cities such as BC, NWT, Lethbridge, Red Deer, etc... to our diocese but a city different from mine; the young people from Edmonton enacted the Via Crucis. What a moment to live the passion of Christ and put Him on. That evening I dropped a HAIKU on the stations of the Cross.
Poem 55: The next day we had different bishops and priests come forth and teach us about the faith, and the choice was ours to choose and go and listen to whom we were compelled to go to. Other bishops led the morning mass, and the Vigil in the evening was also led by another bishop. O what a day. I must admit that in the midst of it all, I found a moment to retract myself before the Blessed Sacrament - our Lord who made Himself available to us 24 / 7. And there I was able to write.
Poem 55: is actually inspired by the speech of Pope Francis on Elders and the opportunity we had as pilgrims to stay in different families in the city where it was planned. I had the privilege to actually stay with an older Catholic couple who did share wisdom their wisdom with me over that weekend. Countdown: 127-145-19
Poem 56: is inspired by the Gospel that was read on the morning of July 27, 2013 there on God permitting the Wheat and the Weeds to grow together. Countdown: 127-144-19
Poem 57: My last poem was tonight. Indeed I did not write yesterday. Tonight's poem sprang from reflections, experiences over the weekend that led to ponder on the beauty of OBEDIENCE - A vow we are all called to make like our Lady and Christ should we desire the fullness of Christian life. Many became saints because of their obedience. Many died because of their obedience. Obedience, as mentioned by St Ignatius, is the safest guide and most faithful interpreter of the Divine Will.
Countdown: 125 Days-143 Weeks-19Posts
Wednesday, 24 July 2013
130 Days - 148 poems - 19 Posts (Poem 51, 52)
Dear Readers,
what a week for me, as we progress my attention, my mind and my soul are entirely in communion with my brethren in Brazil for World Youth Day. See, the concept of pilgrimage has disappeared quite a bit nowadays! Yet it is still very much alive and it is a deepening experience for who experiences it. Once tasted, you would rather sacrifice any other vacation and save for pilgrimages alone whenever God permits. You come to realise your every trip is a pilgrimage where God works even family gatherings, because you pay more attention to how God is moving. Bl. Pope John Paul II used to say that his every trip was a pilgrimage. We are pilgrims on this earth, and at times, we forget that we are to live as such.
Few years ago in Madrid, I met a couple that has 10 kids. The oldest was 16 years of age, and the youngest in the arms of the mother. They had arrived with all ten kids with the help of divine providence. They shared with me how when they were still singles, their love for World Youth Days drew them closer, and during their courtship they kept going whenever God permitted together.
Now after getting married, they had promised each other to trust that Our Good Lord would always provide for them to carry on that tradition with their children, just as Mary and Joseph annually took Jesus on a pilgrimage.
They had a very limited budget that year, and kept asking for the intercession of our Blessed Mother to make a way. Usually WYD packages go pretty fast along with accomodations, and etc... They were regularly checking trusting that if she wanted them to take the kids this year again to deepen their knowledge of the Faith - she would make a way.
A week before World Youth Day in Spain, the plane tickets dropped radically, so radically that; it was within their budget, but even lower than what they had set for budget. Upon arriving in Madrid, Spain - there were no more accomodations, when someone who had just purchased a house there and was among those giving pilgrims their back packs said: 'Why don't you come stay at my house for the week?' I will not be there for the week.
Such is the testimony that I just shared with you in short. I am let you partake in this because the two poems of today are inspired of Pope Francis' Homily at the National Shrine of our Lady of Conception of Aparecida today, and by the reminder of the story of this family I was blessed to meet in Madrid. Indeed God can surprise us if we allow ourselves to be open - such is the beauty of being a pilgrim, yet a challenge at times. We wonder how many blessings do we throw away at times.
Thank You...
what a week for me, as we progress my attention, my mind and my soul are entirely in communion with my brethren in Brazil for World Youth Day. See, the concept of pilgrimage has disappeared quite a bit nowadays! Yet it is still very much alive and it is a deepening experience for who experiences it. Once tasted, you would rather sacrifice any other vacation and save for pilgrimages alone whenever God permits. You come to realise your every trip is a pilgrimage where God works even family gatherings, because you pay more attention to how God is moving. Bl. Pope John Paul II used to say that his every trip was a pilgrimage. We are pilgrims on this earth, and at times, we forget that we are to live as such.
Few years ago in Madrid, I met a couple that has 10 kids. The oldest was 16 years of age, and the youngest in the arms of the mother. They had arrived with all ten kids with the help of divine providence. They shared with me how when they were still singles, their love for World Youth Days drew them closer, and during their courtship they kept going whenever God permitted together.
Now after getting married, they had promised each other to trust that Our Good Lord would always provide for them to carry on that tradition with their children, just as Mary and Joseph annually took Jesus on a pilgrimage.
They had a very limited budget that year, and kept asking for the intercession of our Blessed Mother to make a way. Usually WYD packages go pretty fast along with accomodations, and etc... They were regularly checking trusting that if she wanted them to take the kids this year again to deepen their knowledge of the Faith - she would make a way.
A week before World Youth Day in Spain, the plane tickets dropped radically, so radically that; it was within their budget, but even lower than what they had set for budget. Upon arriving in Madrid, Spain - there were no more accomodations, when someone who had just purchased a house there and was among those giving pilgrims their back packs said: 'Why don't you come stay at my house for the week?' I will not be there for the week.
Such is the testimony that I just shared with you in short. I am let you partake in this because the two poems of today are inspired of Pope Francis' Homily at the National Shrine of our Lady of Conception of Aparecida today, and by the reminder of the story of this family I was blessed to meet in Madrid. Indeed God can surprise us if we allow ourselves to be open - such is the beauty of being a pilgrim, yet a challenge at times. We wonder how many blessings do we throw away at times.
- Poem 51 -----"130 -149 - 19"
- Poem 52 -----"130 - 148 - 19"
Thank You...
Tuesday, 23 July 2013
131 Days - 150 Poems - 19 Posts (Poem 50)
Dear Readers,
Today's poem is inspired by the Homily of Archbishop Orani Joao Tempesta retransmitted live on EWTN and transcribed already by Salt and Light Television. Delivered at the Opening Mass this evening on Copacabana Beach in Rio de Janeiro, July 23, 2013. Every baptized person is a missionary, but before we do so - we must recognize that the Lord is speaking to us and answer like Samuel "Speak Lord your servant is listening."
Homily of Archbishop Tempesta
Throughout these days of the 28th World Youth Day being held in Rio de Janeiro,Brazil, I will be inspired of it quite a bit because I will be following it thoroughly. Though my body is here, my soul is in communion with the thousands who are witnessing the Good News.
Countdown: 131 Days - 150 poems - 19 Weeks /Poems left to post
Good Night
Today's poem is inspired by the Homily of Archbishop Orani Joao Tempesta retransmitted live on EWTN and transcribed already by Salt and Light Television. Delivered at the Opening Mass this evening on Copacabana Beach in Rio de Janeiro, July 23, 2013. Every baptized person is a missionary, but before we do so - we must recognize that the Lord is speaking to us and answer like Samuel "Speak Lord your servant is listening."
Homily of Archbishop Tempesta
Throughout these days of the 28th World Youth Day being held in Rio de Janeiro,Brazil, I will be inspired of it quite a bit because I will be following it thoroughly. Though my body is here, my soul is in communion with the thousands who are witnessing the Good News.
Countdown: 131 Days - 150 poems - 19 Weeks /Poems left to post
Good Night
Wednesday, 17 July 2013
137 Days - 159 Poems - 20 Posts (Poem 41)
Dear Readers,
today's poem is inspired by a reflection I had all day long on Mary's Fiat. I pondered on something that I read from a priest called Fr.Gaitley. According to him, even Mary was prepared to walk by faith for the role that Jesus wanted her to take on as our spiritual mother.
I thought it would make sense, complete sense, but then I pondered about her and wrote about how we surrender to God's will like her. Where are we in our Fiat toward God, the Holy Trinity? the One God in Three persons?
Countdown: 137 Days - 159 Poems - 20 Weeks left to post 20 Poems.
Thank You.
today's poem is inspired by a reflection I had all day long on Mary's Fiat. I pondered on something that I read from a priest called Fr.Gaitley. According to him, even Mary was prepared to walk by faith for the role that Jesus wanted her to take on as our spiritual mother.
I thought it would make sense, complete sense, but then I pondered about her and wrote about how we surrender to God's will like her. Where are we in our Fiat toward God, the Holy Trinity? the One God in Three persons?
Countdown: 137 Days - 159 Poems - 20 Weeks left to post 20 Poems.
Thank You.
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