If you utter what is precious, and not what is worthless, you shall serve as my mouth.
– Jeremiah 15:19
My Lord as the school year begins and we reunite with friends, catching up, sharing, talking, talking talking – please let only Your precious words escape my lips and let my lips fall silent for all else.
Time goes on, never to return again. Whatever is enclosed in it will never change; it seals with a seal for eternity.
– Saint Maria Faustina Kowalska
Each moment of our lives we are slowly building our own time capsules, sealing in each moment, every thought, every word with a seal for eternity that will not be broken until we stand trembling at the foot of His Glorious Throne.
Oh my Lord, all seems lost when I think of the muck I have encapsulated up to this point, but then I am reminded through Saint Maria Faustina’s beautiful dairy of Your infinite Divine Mercy!
Oh my Lord, I long for LOVE to pour forth from my capsule when You break the seal! Please help me fill it with LOVE!
When I first began writing this blog, I didn’t realize I was searching for Jesus, but now that I have found Him (through His infinite Mercy and Grace alone) how I long to take EVERYONE by the hand and say,
“Come, come and see…”
And then in His infinite kindness and gentleness He whispers – patience my love, they are coming, they will see, they too will find me… theirs is a different path, just as painfully beautiful as yours, but different. Keep praying, keep loving, and keep listening so that you know when the time is ripe for you to take someone by the hand and say ever so gently and full of My love,
“Come, come and see!!!”
On New Year’s Eve we had dinner with our family. I love going around the table and giving everyone a chance to give thanks for something from the year.
As always when it was my turn, my eyes welled up with tears, my throat became tight and my sweet girls lovingly said, “There she goes again… Mommy’s going to cry.” We all started laughing and as I was wiping away my tears and getting ready to speak, my sweet husband quietly spoke and said, “Sarah is thankful for the wind as it blows through the trees, a leaf that falls in her path, a bird that soars past our kitchen window, a caterpillar she finds in the backyard… she is thankful for everything.”
Sweet Lord, I love the little reminders You place in our paths. My sweet love truly sees me more than I realize and in that moment I felt so deeply understood and loved. Oh my Lord… I am so blessed that he is mine, I am his and we are Yours!
Thank You, thank You, thank You… in every moment and in everything – Thank You sweet Jesus!
I was talking with my daughter the other night before bed and she brought up heaven and hell. She wondered why God would send anyone to hell? It is such a simple question, and yet so deep that it has been debated by the greatest of minds.
It’s so interesting to me that in heaven there are no opposites. The opposites of heaven exist only in hell. For example, in heaven there is love, and the only way to describe the opposite of love in heaven is to say, “the absence of love”, because in heaven there is no word for hatred since it doesn’t exist there.
We live in a world where opposites co-exist, and yet our true home is in a world where opposites don’t exist.
I don’t think God sends anyone to hell, but it is almost as if heaven can’t hold us while we still contain the opposites of heaven within ourselves. Maybe it is the great weight of these opposites within that cause us to fall from heaven as Lucifer did so long ago. Maybe as we release them to Jesus we become light…
- Free of physical weight
- Electromagnetic radiation – some of which (waves within a certain portion of the spectrum) make things visible
And once we have become light (in both definitions) – there is no place that can hold us but heaven.
Oh my Love, my Lord, my sweet Jesus – the mysteries you have buried around every corner amaze me, excite me and fill me with great joy as I stumble upon them time and time again.
“He who is faithful in a very little thing is faithful also in much; and he who is unrighteous in a very little thing is unrighteous also in much.
When I think of being faithful in the little things, I am reminded of “The Little Way” of Saint Thérèse of Lisieux. I am reminded of the image of seeking holiness of life in the ordinary and the everyday.
Recently I have been trying to be faithful in the little things by acknowledging that He is guiding me, directing me and teaching me through the little moments of my everyday. As music plays in the background of my day and a specific song catches my attention, I acknowledge that He chose this song for me in this specific moment and I thank Him and quietly listen for His message. When my soul is pricked by a moment that has passed or something that has been said, I immediately turn inward to thank Him and attempt to understand the lesson buried within. These faithful little moments have been such a blessing to me as I find myself thinking of Him, turning towards Him, leaning on Him, loving Him more and more throughout my everyday life.
I pray to continue growing in faithfulness in very little things so that someday He will grant me the grace to be faithful in much!
I have been back in the gym for four years. I have lovingly come to call my time spent there my worshipful workout. Today as I was climbing my never ending imaginary mountain I realized that my workout has become even more, He has helped me turn this time into a time of self reflection, of self knowledge and confession as He so gently reminds me of my mistakes, failures and sprinkles in the few triumphs when I have truly let Him work through and in me.
Over the past few years I have climbed about 2500 miles on the elliptical at the gym, but the strides He has given me the grace to take down the path of knowing thyself are infinitely more meaningful.
Sweet Lord, as I dig deeper into knowing myself the demons within surround me… You alone are my refuge and I beg you to please let every sorrow filled tear that falls be full of pure and true contrition, and every joy filled tear that falls be full of pure and true praise and gratitude for You!
Some times when I am thinking of Him, reading about Him, listening to a song that fills my soul with Him… I feel a sense of urgency – a deep need to tell others of the great and overwhelming sorrow we will feel when we arrive at the foot of His throne and realize how little we did if anything and how much more we should have done to praise Him with every breath, every action, every thought during this short life of ours.
Then the moment usually passes and I slip back into the world, but NOT TODAY my friends. Today is different… today I said a little prayer when this feeling came over me and I asked Him to give me the words to share. Sweet Lord, I pray that these words are not from me, but from Your Sweet Holy Spirit.
Let our lives be nothing but the echo of God.
My husband loves to camp, and I have grown to really enjoy it too. The last time we were camping, I was lying awake listening to the sounds of the night and I had an amazing thought…
What if we have lost our ability to clearly hear and understand the creatures of the night? To us they sound like noise, usually with a beat and in unison, but nothing more than a mixture of sounds, but what if they are really saying
“Holy, holy, holy, the Lord God the Almighty, who was and is and is to come.”
– Revelation 4:8
Maybe all together and moving in unison and working as one, they become the four living creatures around the throne of God who are full of eyes all around and inside, singing praise to God our Father day and night without ceasing.
That night I listened and tried to hear it, but eventually I fell asleep, but you, my friends, whose hearts have remained holy and pure – listen because I am sure deep in the woods you will hear the the never ceasing praise sung by the very least creatures here on earth for the greatest of all, our Lord God the Almighty!