120 Days - 138 Poems - 18 Posts (Poem 62)

Dear Readers,

today I was inspired by a talk I had an opportunity to hear, and from all the things that were said and done, one thing stayed with me, and tonight's poem is about that one thing.

If God the Father who see us all as His children had to tell you something. What do you think  or know that He will say about you as to how much you matter to Him? 

Write the answer down - Read it again. Say it loudly. Tape it on a wall. Save it in your phone, your computer because on dry days, on days you can no longer, these words will become your water, the holy water that will keep you going again and again against all odds.

To someone, we are precious more precious than we can ever imagine or think. The speaker well known Michael Chiasson added these amazing words: 'God does not need you. God wants you. He wishes to Upgrade. Will you let Him?'

On Friday, I told you all I had a phenomenal day; See I rarely brag about thing, I usually observe and go on... But that early afternoon, I was actually bragging to someone about how I believe that I matter to God, but then I realise that at first what I thought was a joke that I was cracking was not a joke for Him, through a series of events since that day, He, my Heavenly Father, affirmed that I do matter to Him in ways I had never experienced before. At first it happened in front of those I was boasting in Him within ten minutes of my speaking. He showed in concrete ways where all of us could say that this is a doing of the Lord that I do matter to HimHe has not stopped since then to confirm - Yes Child, you are a Beloved one of mine. You are also a Beloved One of Him...

So I ask you again - what would He say about you?

Countdown: 120 - 138 - 18

121Days - 139 Poems - 18 Posts (Poem 61)

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.

122 Days - 140 Poems - 18 Posts (Poem 60)

Dear Readers,

today was a very eventful day in many ways. Today I reflected on
the passage of Luke 10 with Jesus sending the disciples 2 by 2 and
the vocation of marriage. Yet it was not just a matter of the vocation
of marriage, it was a deep reflection on the institution of Family. I was
exposed throughout the day to few cases of families being broken by
our system - broken like I never thought families could be broken. I
had never fathomed such things. Today I faced a radical side of
services that are meant to help that now are harmful to families.
Today I saw both sides to the coin.

Jesus, Mary and Joseph, pray for us.

Countdown: 122 Days - 140 Poems - 18 Weeks / 18 Poems to post

123 Days - 141 Poems - 18 posts (Poem 59)

Dear Readers,

the poem of the day is inspired by a series of events throughout the day that made me realise how much joy there is in being content for what we have. It is almost like celebrating again and again these words "Give us this day our daily bread..."

In planning for tomorrow, it is also great to be thankful for what we have today.

Countdown: 123 Days - 141 Poems - 18 Posts.

The pick of the week is the Poem - "Make Noise (129 - 147 -19)"

Stay tuned...

Poem 53: Make Noise (Weekly Post #5)

Make Noise

Christ cannot be contained

neither can He be detained

The Heart of the Gospel here

is wider as we all gather

Make Noise...

Christ is not limited at all

The confines of the church fall

we are the transfigured church

proclaiming Christ outside church

Make Noise...

The Old and the young together

rejoicing in the Holy Trinity forever

Marginalized by known wealthy nations 

causing intensified troubles frictions

Make Noise

You inspired Pope Francis

Preaching to us like Saint Francis

Your love reflected in actions

All disappear every tension

Make Noise

Faith in Christ must make noise

We will not be shy yet poised

You inspired your vicar Pope Francis

Loving us like Saint Francis

©Fanny Magnificat - to see what inspired it, look for 129-147-19 (Poem 53)