Showing posts with label prayer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label prayer. Show all posts

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Saint Francis of Assisi

St Francis statue dedicated by friends & family to St John's School in memory of Laura.
On Oct. 4, Roman Catholics celebrate the feast of St. Francis of Assisi, the Italian deacon who brought renewal to the Church through his decision to follow Jesus' words as literally as possible.

In a January 2010 general audience, Pope Benedict XVI recalled this “giant of holiness” as a “great saint and a joyful man,” who taught the Church that “the secret of true happiness” is “to become saints, close to God.”

The future Saint Francis was born on an uncertain date in the early 1180s, one of the several children born to the wealthy merchant Pietro Bernardone and his wife Pica. He originally received the name Giovanni (or John), but became known as Francesco (or Francis) by his father's choice.

Unlike many medieval saints, St. Francis was neither studious nor pious in his youth. His father's wealth gave him access to a lively social life among the upper classes, where he was known for his flashy clothes and his readiness to burst into song. Later a patron of peacemakers, he aspired to great military feats in his youth and fought in a war with a rival Italian city-state.

A period of imprisonment during that conflict turned his mind toward more serious thoughts, as did a recurring dream that suggested his true “army” was not of this world. He returned to Assisi due to illness in 1205, and there began consider a life of voluntary poverty.

Three major incidents confirmed Francis in this path. In Assisi, he overcame his fear of disease to kiss the hand of a leper. Afterward, he made a pilgrimage to Rome, where he deposited his money at Saint Peter's tomb and exchanged clothes with a beggar. Soon after he returned home, Francis heard Christ tell him in a vision: “Go, Francis, and repair my house, which as you see is falling into ruin.”

Francis began to use his father's wealth to restore churches. This led to a public quarrel in which the cloth-merchant's son removed his clothing and declared that he had no father except God. He regarded himself as the husband of “Lady Poverty,” and resolved to serve Christ as “a herald of the Great King.”

During the year 1208, the “herald” received the inspiration that would give rise to the Franciscan movement. At Mass one morning, he heard the Gospel reading in which Christ instructed the apostles to go forth without money, shoes, or extra clothing. This way of life soon became a papally-approved rule, which would attract huge number of followers within Francis' own lifetime.

Through his imitation of Christ, Francis also shared in the Lord's sufferings. He miraculously received Christ's wounds, the stigmata, in his own flesh during September of 1224. His health collapsed over the next two years, a “living sacrifice” made during two decades of missionary preaching and penance.

St. Francis of Assisi died on Oct. 3, 1226. Pope Gregory IX, his friend and devotee, canonized him in 1228.



The prayer of St. Francis


Lord, make me an instrument of your peace,
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
where there is sadness, joy;

O Divine Master, grant that I may not
so much seek to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.

For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

Thursday, June 2, 2011

Real Cowboy


Thanks Monica for sharing. 
 This young boy is so precious and I believe God talked to him.

Monday, May 16, 2011

A prayer for all of us

May today be all you need it to be.

May the peace of God and the freshness

of the Holy Spirit rest in your thoughts,

rule in your dreams tonight,

and conquer all your fears.

May God manifest himself today

in ways you have never experienced.

May your joys be fulfilled,

your dreams be closer,

and your prayers be answered.

I pray that faith enters a new height for you;

I pray that your territory is enlarged.

I pray for peace, healing, health, happiness,

prosperity, joy, true and undying love for God.

Monday, April 11, 2011

I will trust the unknown

It is almost two and a half years since Laura moved to Heaven. I am missing her today as much as the day she left. Although the two years have passed, it seems to me like she left just a short time ago. I have to make myself conscious of the fact that people don’t feel the time like I do.


I started a few activities after her death to help me climb out of that deep, dark hole I was absorbed in. I am still participating in most of the activities to help me maintain my sanity. I still read from Healing After Loss, by Martha Whitmore Hickman. I would like to share a mediation reading from the book with you.

Faith is the centerpiece of a connected life. It allows us to live by the grace of invisible strands. It is a belief in a wisdom superior to our own. Faith becomes a teacher in the absence of fact. –Terry Tempest Williams

We would like to know, wouldn’t we? Or think we would. Experiences like the loss of a loved one fill our lives with questions about the nature of life beyond death. What is the nature of God? What will be our experience of God—and our loved one—after we ourselves die?

Of course these are unanswerable questions. But we have to do something with our longing to know, with our yearning to continue a relationship with our loved one.

Blessed are those for whom faith can absorb the shock of not knowing, who can trust in “a wisdom superior to our own,” in “the grace of invisible strands.”

Perhaps all of us, whatever our faith tradition, can extend our sense of trust into the unknown world. Perhaps it seems a risk. But it may help us profoundly. And—unlike some risks—it won’t do us any harm!

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Peace & Blessing to all of us in 2011

January 1--a brand new year, this milestone which has its aura of sadness because we are entering another year without our daughter, Laura. 

I will try to focus on my hopes:
  • I hope this new year will be a time of peace and contentment for us. 
  • I pray this will be the year that our son finds a doctor who can really help him.
  • I hope to improve my physical and spiritual self.
  • I pray my pup's health improves and she can stay with us longer. (Laura, I really don't want to send her your way yet.)
  • I pray that my family and friends' lives are blessed with good health and lots of love and laughter.
  • I pray that the twins enter this world uneventfully. I can't wait to meet them.
  • I hope we can always hear in our hearts Laura's voice reminding us to praise life and embrace it fully.  
Happy New Year!

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Gratitude: John of God at Omega Institute



Three of us spent the day at the Omega Institute. It was truly an amazing experience.