Hope for the Journey

"Dear children! In this time of grace, when nature also prepares to give the most beautiful colors of the year, I call you, little children, to open your hearts to God the Creator for Him to transform and mould you in His image, so that all the good which has fallen asleep in your hearts may awaken to a new life and a longing towards eternity. Thank you for having responded to my call." February 25 2010 Message BVM



This word came to Jeremiah from the LORD:

Rise up, be off to the potter's house; there I will give you my message.
I went down to the potter's house and there he was, working at the wheel.
Whenever the object of clay which he was making turned out badly in his hand, he tried again, making of the clay another object of whatever sort he pleased.
Then the word of the Lord came to me:
Can I not do to you, house of Israel, as this potter has done? says the LORD. Indeed, like clay in the hand of the potter, so are you in my hand, house of Israel.  Jeremiah 18 1-6



Dad has been ill with cancer for many years. He has suffered greatly, yet he never complains. His health keeps him close to home most of the time where he spends hours gardening.

Back in November, dad prepared his soil and planted several daffodil and tulip bulbs both in the front and backyard, then he sat back and waited for nature to transform them into the beauty that surrounds his home today. This beauty greets everyone that comes to the door, hinting of the warmth and love you will find inside.

Lord, as we continue our Lenten journey, open our hearts to the beauty that surrounds us this day that we may be transformed and molded into your image as we make our way towards eternity. Amen

Mary, Queen of Peace, pray for us.

Seeking Shelter

Nine days I have been wandering this lone dusty road,

No beauty as yet have I seen.
The sky has been gray for sometime now;
And the dark hovering cloud follows me.

A fierce wind is blowing,
I shiver with cold;
The warmth of some shelter I seek.

The dust swirls toward me,
But I still move on;

With hand lifted, protecting my eyes.

The sky starts to rumble,
The rain begins to fall;
I look up to heaven and cry.

I know that I must keep on going,
No matter how long this road winds.
I must continue this journey,
For I know at the end what I’ll find.

 
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me...

Surely goodness and love will follow me

all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the LORD
forever.  Psalm 23: 4,6

Forgiveness, The Journey Continues

Yesterday is gone.
Tomorrow has not yet come.
We have only today.
Let us begin. ... Mother Teresa




Sometimes the hardest person to forgive is ourselves;

We dwell on what we have done,

We dwell on what we have failed to do.

This keeps us focued on ourselves,

Rather than focusing on God.


Prayer:

Thank you Lord for making me just the way I am,


For You are the creator and I am the created.


Thank you for the parts of myself that I struggle with,


For it is in this struggle that I come closer to you.


May I give to others what you have given me,


with generosity and gratefulness. Amen