… But God will not take away a life; he will devise plans so as not to keep an outcast banished forever from His presence.
2 Samuel 14:14
I read this today and was filled with gratitude and thanksgiving that He is in charge, the master plans are His! I love that He changes them, adding and devising new plans with new paths to bring us home into His presence.
Thank You sweet Father for leading us home!
Only when His cross is written on our hearts will it pour forth into all aspects of our lives. It is then that the crosses we display on our bodies, in our homes, our yards will gain new meaning and power. It is then that the crosses we bear and carry through our lives will gain new meaning and power. They will all become His Cross and it is here, at the foot of His Holy Cross, that Our Mother, Mary, waits patiently for us.
John 19:25 – Near the cross of Jesus stood his mother, his mother’s sister, Mary the wife of Clopas, and Mary Magdalene.
My sweet Lord – please cross my heart!
He beckons to us, calls to us and asks us to come. Come and see, come and adore, come all ye faithful, come. My friends let us go together, let us run in great joy to our Lord shouting out…
Yes, sweet Lord, we are coming, we are coming through the darkness and the light, we are coming through the valleys and over the hills, we are coming through everything and we will help each other along the way.
Thank you my Lord for making us faithful and calling to us – we are coming!
All those the Father gives Me will come to Me, and whoever comes to Me I will never drive away.
He who does not know TIME – came up with the idea for TIME. This alone should awe us into silence and yet there is so much more.
He designed an amazingly wonderful plan for creating soul filled beings that could learn, change and grow within TIME. It is in these few moments that we have here on this earth that we have an opportunity to grow. Watching as we learn, change and grow, greatly pleases Him. We amaze Him as we strive for and grow in Holiness, and we bring Him great sorrow when we don’t, yet He is always cheering us on, giving us many more chances and opportunities to grow by giving us TIME.
When the final bell tolls on our life, our opportunities for change and growth end too. It is this final state of our soul that is grafted into His infinite, eternal moment, and determines the depth of joy and pleasure we will be able to hold as we dig deep and explore His infinite love and goodness.
Oh my sweet Lord – please let the rest of my life be a prayer for all of my brothers and sisters to fully surrender to Your Holy Will so we may all grow in love and holiness as we journey through TIME. Please teach me how to be Your gardener!
As long as it is day, we must do the works of Him who sent me. Night is coming, when no one can work.
Every sin large or small hurts those we are sinning against, but I think our sweet Jesus stands in front every time taking the brunt of the damage, accepting one more lash from the whip.
We have all whipped Him.
Romans 3:23 …for all have sinned and fall short of the Glory of God…
Once we realize, accept and deeply mourn that some of the lacerations on His precious and holy body are from us, we can then thank our sweet and holy and precious Lord for accepting these lashes, because without these fresh wounds and openings we would not be able to climb inside and graft the dead twig of our life into the living root of Jesse, Jesus Christ!
Sweet Lord Jesus, please graft us to You so we might live in You and You may live and bear fruit through us!
Romans 15:12 And again, Isaiah says, “The Root of Jesse will spring up, one who will arise to rule over the nations; in him the Gentiles will hope.”
Mark 8:22-26 They came to Bethsaida, and some people brought a blind man and begged Jesus to touch him. He took the blind man by the hand and led him outside the village. When he had spit on the man’s eyes and put his hands on him, Jesus asked, “Do you see anything?”
He looked up and said, “I see people; they look like trees walking around.”
Once more Jesus put his hands on the man’s eyes. Then his eyes were opened, his sight was restored, and he saw everything clearly. Jesus sent him home, saying, “Don’t even go into the village.”
My sweet friends, I am not looking for readers, I don’t advertise this blog. I am just sharing tiny bits of my journey with the hope and prayer that a little light is given to those who find these words (His words I hope) and they are pointed towards Our Sweet and Precious Lord, our Savior Jesus Christ…
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I usually have 1 or 2 readers a day at the most (one of which is usually my sweet Dad), but yesterday after writing about the torches we carry and praying for the sweet and precious Holy Spirit to.. “keep their flames strong and continue to spread the fire of Your love by reigniting many torches that have grown cold.” 23 people found this site.
Don’t forget – the Holy Spirit is active and working in our lives! Let us pray to give Him the freedom to do His work through you, me, all of us –
Thy Will be Done!
Glory Be to the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit – AMEN
He has placed His light inside ALL of us and gifted us with the task of bearing His torch – We are His Torch Bearers. Unlike the olympians of today who carry the olympic flame over great distances through a short period time leading up to the games, we must carry His flames over a much greater distance and through the great expanse of time, passing His flame from generation to generation.
We shouldn’t overcomplicate our task, He asks us to bear this torch, the light of His love, as we walk through our life. During our walk He wants us to shine the light of His flame into the dark places, share His flame with those who have lost it, and carry His flame high for all to see. It really is all about LOVE!
Precious Holy Spirit, I praise You and thank You for the faithful households in this world who still carry a torch that burns brightly with the original flames of Pentecost. Without Your light in them many of us would be lost. I pray for You to keep their flames strong and continue to spread the fire of Your love by reigniting many torches that have grown cold.
They saw what seemed to be tongues of fire that separated and came to rest on each of them. All of them were filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak in other tongues as the Spirit enabled them.
You are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden; nor does anyone light a lamp and put it under a basket, but on the lampstand, and it gives light to all who are in the house. Let your light shine before men in such a way that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father who is in heaven.
Each one went straight ahead. Wherever the spirit would go, they would go, without turning as they went. The appearance of the living creatures was like burning coals of fire or like torches. Fire moved back and forth among the creatures; it was bright, and lightning flashed out of it. The creatures sped back and forth like flashes of lightning.
Here in this place a veil is drawn, there is so much we don’t see when our eyes are open, but what about when they are closed?
Oh my Lord, I pray that when I close my eyes the darkness surrounding me is the protective darkness of the hem of our Blessed Mother’s mantle.
For here, hidden in the hem of her mantle, Mary’s feet will crush the head of any serpent that ensnares me, Mary’s words and teachings will soak into my ears, my heart, my soul, and knowing that Mary remains lovingly and faithfully near her Son always, I too will be near her sweet and precious Son, our Savior – Jesus Christ!
Close your eyes and let us crawl to the feet of our Blessed Mother and hide in the protective darkness of her mantle!
Blessed is she who has believed that the Lord would fulfill his promises to her!
Something beautiful is being lost. It has been gradually slipping away for a long time, without anyone noticing. Now as the effects of this great loss are beginning to come into the light, the belly of the beast is being exposed. We are frantically grasping for answers, looking for solutions and applying bandages without really understanding what is being lost.
Look around you, look at the world we have created and are still creating – it seems to be a world of my will, your will, their will being done.
Let us return to the ancient paths and His word…
Thus says the Lord: Stand at the crossroads, and look, and ask for the ancient paths, where the good way lies; and walk in it, and find rest for your souls.
Our Father, who art in Heaven, hallowed be Thy Name;
Thy kingdom come, Thy Will be done on earth as it is in Heaven.
I have been thinking a lot about the walls we all build around ourselves and our hearts. We build walls for all kinds of reasons, for protection, to hide, to exclude others, but I think most of these reasons boil down to fear – we build walls because we are afraid.
It is interesting when you come up against someones wall, it usually appears to be quite strong, tall and unable to be breached, but I think most of these walls are not set on firm foundations. They are built quickly out of fear and as times passes openings appear at the bottom. These openings are small and initially hidden, but are easily spotted by those near the ground. They are the perfect size for a sly serpent to crawl under and continue feeding the fears, or for a humble heart to crawl under and dispel the fears with the light of truth that shines forth from humble heart.
This is not new information, but oh how important it is – we should revisit it often and remember to humble ourselves.
Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit. Rather, in humility value others above yourselves, not looking to your own interests but each of you to the interests of others.