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Consecration and Promise

Tonight it adoration with the sisters, I was inspired again to write.  This time it was in the form of poems.  There are two of them.  Enjoy!

Consecration to Jesus

Pierce my heart penetrate my soul

Come to me Jesus and make me whole

Take from this little one all fear and sin

Enter my being to forever dwell within

For to you alone do I completely belong

And my heart doth sing a unique song

Jesus my big brother and dear friend

My life is all yours until the very end

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Jesus’ Promise

Love of my life dear sister

I’ve called you to me

Be not afraid dear sister

I’m always there

I will carry you

I will hold you close to my heart

Dear sister my friend

We will always be together

Because I love you

 
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Posted by on September 4, 2011 in Creative Corner, Inner Reflection

 

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Carry Me

Yesterday evening in adoration at the formation house I was inspired with another set of lyrics.  I hear a melody in my head forming, but I have to get it out on paper or something musical.  Even though I am not typing it here, I am hearing a descant/echo/harmony in my head; some background voices that could sing below or above the verses.  That will come later!  Despite how soon since I have written it, I am posting it now because who knows who it will reach to that may need to hear these words.

Will you carry me, dear Jesus?

My friend, will you carry me?

You are the only one

Who is strong enough

To carry me.

 

I don’t now what to say, what to do, what to think;

I don’t know how to feel, how to pray, how to love.

I don’t now what to say, what to do, what to think;

I don’t know how to feel, how to pray, how to love.

So I give it to you, I give it all to you.

 

Will you carry me, dear Jesus?

My friend, will you carry me?

You are the only one

Who is strong enough

To carry me.

 

I don’t know where to go, where to pray, where to serve;

I don’t know when to move, when to cry, when to laugh.

I don’t know where to go, where to pray, where to serve;

I don’t know when to move, when to cry, when to laugh.

So I give it to you, I give it all to you.

 

Will you carry me, dear Jesus?

My friend, will you carry me?

You are the only one

Who is strong enough

To carry me.

 

Through the confusion, through the chaos.

When I finally let go and give it to you

 

Will you carry me, dear Jesus?

My friend, will you carry me?

You are the only one

Who is strong enough

To carry me.

So will you please carry me?

 
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Posted by on September 4, 2011 in Creative Corner, Inner Reflection

 

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Late Night

As I sit on the couch, at current about 12:45 central time, I am lost amidst the packing and reflecting on my time home.  Was it what I had hoped for?  I saw some of the people I wanted to see, I went camping, saw family…but what else did I do?  My room did not get cleaned and organized, a friendship was not patched, all music was not updated, didn’t get tubing on the lake, and various other things.  Then I think about it again and tell myself that what I did do and get done was worth all the time home, even if sleeping was part of that.

I learned some things along the way, I reaffirmed other things, and I spent time with that which is everlasting.

More to come later…now I might sleep, maybe.

Did I mention I am showering in 3 hours and how my flight leaves in 5 hours?

 
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Posted by on June 21, 2011 in Inner Reflection

 

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Time With Friends

This past week, I was blessed to be able to hang out with two of my very closest friends.  They perhaps know even more about me than I do!  It is not very often that I am home or able to see them, so I am very thankful. 

On Wednesday Nicole came over to stay the night.  We went to the music store, then bought food for dinner, came home and played some games, she cooked dinner (I helped…), we ate, then we hung out with the girls, ate a wonderful desert (bedtime snack), followed by Harry Potter viewing (part one of Deathly Hallows), and lasting some dominoes.  Of course, it was not all about what we did although it was very simple and easy.  It was about being able to spend time together with her.  We were up to a little about 3 in the morning finishing our dominoes game after the movie, that we had started sometime earlier. 

At about 8 in the morning my phone goes off with some unpleasantly loud sound I set and scared the living daylights out of me.  I had informed my other friend that she was to call me when she was leaving to come visit me.  Jocelyn at current is living two hours south of me, so to be here mid-morning would involve an early start for her.  It was definitely to be said I was not expecting the earlier arrival of her, but none-the-less I got up fifteen minutes before she came and showered while Nicole lay resting on the couch where we slept.  When Jocelyn arrived I was really excited because it had been ten months since we had seen each other.  After greeting joyfully another friend, the three of us sat down to a game of cribbage.  Just like to note that I skunked them both!  Upon completion of the game, I had to bid my farewell to Nicole who had to leave.  Her and I certainly had a wonderful night!

Now the afternoon was left to Jocelyn and I.  Again, the activity of the day was quite simple.  We went to Panera for lunch then returned to the house to play some more cribbage and just be with each other.  Being as she was called into work, she had to leave around 4:30 so that she could make it back in time for when she was wanted in.  It was good to see her especially since it had been so long.

The blessings of close friends is something I never take for granted.  Yes I have been accused of doing so, but it is not true.  When one finds those people in your life who care about you and you care about them in return, it is something you never want to lose.  These two friends that I got the chance to see while home are surely blessings in my life, as are all my other friends that I don’t get to see as often.  I thank God for them coming into my life and pray that they remain safe and close to Him who loves them, especially on this father’s day (despite it being about over)! 

Thank you for the time with my friends!  I know I have said it a million times, but they really helped me reach the point I am now in life! 🙂

 
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Posted by on June 19, 2011 in Inner Reflection

 

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Dear Friend…

When I am lost for what to post or feel that my thoughts are too personal to share, I have decided that going to random shuffle on my iPod would be a good plan.  Sometimes it can be surprising what comes up and how much it may relate to you at the moment.  Of course, there could be no relation.  This is what I discovered today.

Dear Friend, what’s on your mind
You don’t laugh the way you used to
But I’ve noticed how you cry
Dear friend, I feel so helpless
I see you sit in silence
As you face knew pain each day
I feel there’s nothing I can do
I know you don’t feel pretty
Even though you are
But it wasn’t your beauty
That found room in my heart

Dear friend, you are so precious, Dear Friend

Dear friend, I’m here for you
I know that you don’t talk too much
But we can share this day anew
Dear Friend, please don’t feel like you’re alone
There is someone who is praying
Praying for your peace of mind
Hoping joy is what you’ll find
I know you don’t feel weak
Even though you are
But it wasn’t your strength
That found room in my heart

Dear friend, you are so precious, Dear Friend

Even though this song came up at random, it is one that I have listened to before.  I absolutely love it.  This is a song that many people need to hear and that at times in my life I have needed to hear as well.  In the end, the words of this song speak for themselves.  Enjoy and reflect.  Your friends care for you more than you could imagine!

 
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Posted by on June 6, 2011 in Inspirational Music

 

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Church Hopping

I know that I am traveling a little ways back, but life has finally granted me a moment to catch up with everything I wanted to blog about, at least some of it.  So, here is some of that I wanted to share.  Some of it is taken directly from my journal, some is written now reflecting back.  I do apologize for the longer than normal post, please still read it!

To start off Holy Thursday festivities, the school had a prayer service before the half day dismissal.  As a part of it, there was a dance at the end to “Footprints in the Sand,” by Leona Lewis.  We danced to the first two and a half minutes or so.  It was really good to dance again, and it was not just easy stuff.  I was with two sophomores, one of which choreographed the dance.  Dancing for God was wonderful.  While I was not even close to perfect, I did the best I could.  Here is the song.  Remember, we only went to about two and a half minutes in the dance, but the rest of the song is good too!

That evening we went down the hill to the Provincial House for the Holy Thursday services.  It was odd not being a part of the music in some way or the other.  I blame anyone.  I know there was a better chance of a [former] companion of mine was there.  Let me say though, I say with all that I had with her voice in the back of my head.  I did enjoy being surrounded by the sisters, it was a wonderful family to be with then. 

I have some quotes from the priest who presided over the mass.  They stuck out to me as her was giving the homily.  I wish I would have caught more of it on paper.

We were called not because we were ready, but because we are willing.

We know we are not perfect, but we are willing.

You know what devil, get lost.

After the service, a handful of us climbed into the seven passenger van around eight pm to start the church hopping adventure.  For those of you who don’t know the tradition (and I just learned, so my explanation is a little meh), this is what I am able to explain.  In order to stay awake with Jesus, unlike the disciples who fell asleep and did not keep watch, you travel from church to church visiting Jesus in all the chapels before He is reposed to a special place until the Easter Vigil.  We went to a total of eight stops between leaving at eight and arriving at the last just before midnight.  It was just after midnight when we got back home.  The following in italics is from my journal, written that night.

Stop 1: Oh Jesus, bring me to my knees in adoration of you.  I love you.  Here I wish to pray for Jen and all her intentions.  She is very precious to me.  Be with her.  Oh Jesus, transform me.

Stop 2: Oh Jesus, give me humility in adoration of you.  I love you.  This stop is for my parents.  Watch over them, keep them close.  Be with them.  Oh Jesus, transform me.

Stop 3: Oh Jesus, give me prudence in adoration of you.  I love you.  I pray for Renate wherever she may be.  Bring her back to you and keep her safe.  Oh Jesus, transform me.

Stop 4:  Oh Jesus, give me wisdom in adoration of you.  I love you.  Watch over Matthew, Molly, and Abby.  Help them to never stray from you and to have a stong relationship with you.  Oh Jesus, transform me.

Stop 5: Oh Jesus, grant me courage in adoration of you.  I love you.  I pray for my Marianist Family, that they are always faithful to their charism.  Keep them in my heart.  Oh Jesus, transform me.

Stop 6: Oh Jesus, bring my to understanding in adoration of you.  I love you.  Shower your love on Priyanka as she grows up.  Show her your love and care that she may follow you.  Oh Jesus, transform me.

Stop 7: Oh Jesus, help me to love fully in adoration of you.  I love you.  Protect all my close friends.  Keep them close to you.  Let them know all the good they have done, especially for me.  Oh Jesus, transform me.

Stop 8: Oh Jesus, give me patience in adoration of you.  I love you.  I pray for me grandparents.  Let them know how much they are blessings in this world.  Grant them everlasting peace.  Oh Jesus, transform me.

“silently, peacefully, we will rest in you, Lord.”

Home/Bed: Thank you Lord, for the time spent with you.  I pray that these words of mine make it up to you.  All this I do and ask for the sake of my vocation.  It is in you and your Father that I must put all my trust.  What else could there even possibly be?  Jesus allow me to sit at your table so that I continue to learn from you in the way you are with your disciples.  Keep in my heart the experience tonight.  Thank you for everything you have done in my life.

It was amazing to see Jesus in all the different churches in the area.  I am blessed to be here and I cannot wait to share this experience.  Peace.

 

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The Power of a Clothespin

Due to the day that was yesterday, I am late in post the poem that I wrote for yesterday.  Therefore, it has appeared now with the inspiration, enjoy!

I read this really cute story having to do with clothespin ministry and it inspired me to write a poem.  Here is the story posted on my facebook page.

Today our 3 year old shared her clothespin with a man sitting by himself in the waiting room. She walked up and said; “Here my friend, you are not alone.” He smiled and once he read the pin his eyes started to water and thanked her over and over. She patted his knee and said; “It’s okay, God is always gonna be with you.” and cheerfully walked away. We are so excited to make clothespins and continue this ministry! All because we saw a group passing a clothespin around at a concert. <><

Amazing, isn’t it?!  The girl is only three.  I find this story so inspiring.  After having read this, I got the inspiration for my next poem.  This is what I came up with.

Did you ever imagine

The power it could bring

A simple household item

And a message so true

Just pass it on and on

You will certainly see

A life can be changed

Just imagine one day

As you are feeling blue

Something cathes the eye

And you see it there

Such joy in surprise

This very simple thing

Someone cares for you

It must be passed on

So all may see it now

A message of love

Sent in a clothespin

Do you want to learn more and connect with others who are into this ministry?  Click here! Thanks for reading.  God Bless!

 
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Posted by on January 27, 2011 in Creative Corner

 

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