Tuesday, September 2, 2014
Saturday, July 5, 2014
Lord help me to love at all times. To forgive others sins against me. To help me understand that trials are the fire that refine me and purify my heart. The fire that burns off the impure. Help me to be a true friend and to see people created in your image even if different, especially if different than myself. I know each one of us was crafted by your hand for our own unique purpose with our own unique gifts. Help me to not judge others as I do not know their struggles as they know not of mine. I want to be your student, to keep learning and growing in your light. To understand the greatest goals are those of self discovery and evolution. Wisdom, honesty, patience and love. The greatest goals of all. Make sure I align myself with the goals that matter, not the fleeting fantasies. Goals of a rich spirit, a truthful heart and a joyful soul. This is what I pray today, this is what I seek and continue to walk through fire for.
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Tuesday, March 18, 2014
God has so been trying to speak to me, I have been too busy to listen until today. Sunday I was a lector at church. One of my sister Connie's friends said hello on the way out and congratulated me on the reading, and I shared the story of how I was asked to be a reader, on her birthday. She gave me such a warm smile and hug it was heaven sent. Monday I attended the 9 am mass at Holy Angels and the gospel was from Luke, about giving to receive and forgiving to be forgiven. Fr Dan encouraged us all to be open to God and his blessings like St Patrick was. At the end he sang an Irish blessing, one we sang at CYO camp so many moons ago that got me sniffling. Following mass at bible study one of the questions was who was your spiritual mentor. I shared my sister Connie had always been an example of Christ to me and just when I think I can talk about it without being overwhelmed, it overwhelms me. Which leads me to today. I had every intention of attending 7 am mass at Holy Angles but alas I am really not a morning person. I hit the snooze promising myself I would get up for the 9 am mass at St Joan of Arc. Wavering momentarily I pushed myself to get in the car and go. As luck would have it the presidor was Fr Adam, from Holy Angels, and it was the parish school mass with all the children. From the gospel of Matthew he asked the students what titles they had. I immediately thought sister. As the students went up to receive the Eucharist I watched them file out with their teachers and there it was, my aha moment. All I could think was Connie was doing the same thing, right then, in her wonderful, beautiful, perfect self guiding her students in heaven. What a wonderful blessing once I was open, and listening, to God speaking to me. Through life and family struggle, stay close to God and his healing grace.
Saturday, February 1, 2014
During my work at the Mission these past months I developed a friendship with a resident by the name of Mike. Mike's story was very interesting. Embalmer, paralegal, military pilot. I often wondered how Mike ended up at the Mission. He only explained that he had issues with his ex wife, and also recent girlfriend. That's the norm at the Mission. Everyone has a story. I never pry, just ask in a cordial fashion. What ever they offer up is fine.
I wondered why the coordinator referred to Mike as the Andy Dufresne (Shawshank Redemption) of the place. Mike was very intelligent and quite engaging. He studied law at Ashland U. very well spoken, a great story teller. I saw him every Thursday. Mike even offered to fly me to Flint to pick up my daughter at school. That I opted not to do, but considered it. I spent some time with Mike these past weeks helping him build out a linked in profile, and encouraging him in a job pursuit He was trying to land a job as a paralegal. In a strange sort of way I developed a fondness for Mike.
There is a feature article in this weekend's newspaper. Yesterday, Michael Pratt pleaded guilty to the murder of his wife in 1992. Two previous convictions were overturned (which I did not know about) The Lord finally got to Mike, as I prayed He would. He came clean. Every saint has a past. Every sinner has a future. We often encourage the residents to let it all go. Paying the debt. God will forgive all, but of course, there are consequences. I pray that God will forgive Mike for what he has done. May his wife now rest in peace.
Whatever you may be holding on to, let it go. Come clean. God's blessings won't flow in your life until you do.
I found this such an amazing God-incident. So many forces working together, colliding in purpose. This is a real story that happened to a friend, in his words.
(names have been changed)
Monday, January 20, 2014
Every once in a while I attend a service at Grace Church in Middleburg Heights. Although I am a practicing catholic I enjoy the experience of worshipping at another church. This Sunday I attended a bible study at 10:30 and met my boyfriend for noon mass. Their masses have a message series and Sundays was the last in the Financial Fitness Series. The information Pastor Jonathan Schaeffer shared was very valuable and of course based in scripture. But my story is not about the content of his message. During his message there was a person that would randomly laugh or make weird noises. He kept forging ahead, ignoring the distraction. I tried to look around but could not detect where it was coming from. I didn't want to be too conspicuous by rubber necking. There is a parishioner at Holy Angels that has turrets or some similar affliction that causes him to randomly shout out so I just assumed this was the same here. Until...Pastor Jonathan stopped, and asked the person if they would kindly watch the rest of the program from the lobby. He asked security to escort this person out and apologized that this person was not very happy with him and was deliberately disrupting the service. The mood became very tense and uncomfortable for a few minutes until this person was removed. I don't think I have ever seen a church service halted, but this person was obviously troubled. Once removed Pastor Jonathan finished his teaching, although the room was quite somber. In Grace fashion they ended the service with an upbeat Christian song but before we were dismissed Pastor Jonathan asked if he could explain a bit more about what happened. He didn't want the audience to think his actions were rude or insensitive. Apparently the outbursts began last week and while not removed this person they did identify who she was. This person, he went on to share, has caused much trouble in the church and brought heartache to many of the parishioners and he felt as its leader he had to take a stand and not allow this disruption. He likened it to the devil, how he likes to creep into our lives distracting us while we try to ignore him. At some point you have to take a stand and cast this evil out. I don't know the details of this story and am very torn by the turn of events. Yes it was disruptive to have this woman deliberately acting out but at the same time it was upsetting to watch her get thrown out. I guess I was not sure if the added background to the story made me feel better or worse. I know that the pastors intent was to protect his congregation. At the end of the day I guess we all have to make those difficult choices, to stand for what we believe in and protect what is ours.