January 4, 2016 § Leave a comment
Portrait of St. Elizabeth Ann Seton – The Filicchi Portrait
Born: August 28, 1774
Died: January 4, 1821
Feast Day: January 4th
The first native-born citizen of the United States to be canonized.
“The first end I propose in our daily work is to do the will of God; secondly, to do it in the manner he wills it; and thirdly to do it because it is his will. -St. Elizabeth Ann Seton “
January 2, 2016 § Leave a comment
St Basil the Great ~ Born 329 Died 379 ~ Feast Day January 2nd.
“Troubles are usually the brooms and shovels that smooth the road to a good man’s fortune; and many a man curses the rain that falls upon his head, and knows not that it brings abundance to drive away hunger.” + St. Basil the Great
St Gregory of Nazianzus ~ Born 329 Died 390 ~ Feast Day January 2nd.
Let us treasure up in our soul some of those things which are permanent – not of those which will forsake us and be destroyed, and which only tickle our senses for a little while.
+ Gregory of Nazianzus
January 1, 2016 § Leave a comment
Mary of the Veil ~ Carlo Dolci
Today is the Solemnity of Mary, Mother of God and a Holy Day of Obligation.
Memorare of St. Bernard
Remember, O most gracious Virgin Mary,that never was it known that anyone who fled to thy protection, implored thy help, or sought thine intercession was left unaided. Inspired by this confidence, I fly unto thee, O Virgin of virgins, my mother; to thee do I come, before thee I stand, sinful and sorrowful. O Mother of the Word Incarnate, despise not my petitions, but in thy mercy hear and answer me.
December 17, 2015 § Leave a comment
Lizzy calls these her Christmas “specials”:
December 16, 2015 § 1 Comment
Resurrecting this for my kids:
from: December 15, 2008
I found this bit of fun over at Stepping Heavenward. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.
Guess the Original Christmas Song Titles
01. Felicitations for the Season
02. Sterling Carillon
03. Circuitous gambol of Festive Conifer
04.Awesome hibernal acreage
05.Altitudinous celestials acclaim
06. Senior flattened by cloven aviator
07. Covert observation of matriarch’s scandalous osculation
08. Petite birthplace
09. Sprightly venerable benefactor
11. Enquiry of mutual auditory perception
12. Hushed darkness
13. Noel – envisage blanched
14. Inaugural Yule
15. Royal Eastern trio
17.Theurgical cool guy
18. Matchless season
19. Full-grown enumeration of holiday hopes
20. Commencement of Yuletide complexion
Christmas Carol Game Answers
01. We Wish You a Merry Christmas | 02. Silver Bells | 03. Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree | 04. Winter Wonderland | 05. Angels We Have Heard on High | 06. Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer | 07. I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Clause | 08. O Little Town of Bethlehem | 09. Jolly Old St. Nicolas | 10. O Come All Ye Faithful | 11. Do You Hear What I Hear? | 12. Silent Night | 13. I’m Dreaming of a White Christmas | 14. The First Noel | 15. We Three Kings of Orient Are | 16. Joy to the World | 17. Frosty the Snowman | 18. It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year | 19. Grown up Christmas List | 20. It’s Beginning to Look a lot Like Christmas
April 10, 2015 § Leave a comment
Hecato, says: “I can show you a philtre, compounded without drugs, herbs, or any witch’s incantation: ‘If you would be loved, love.'”
Seneca ~ Moral Letters to Lucilius IX.6
My dad has cancer. This is one of those numbingly painful things that has been pulling my heart and peace to shreds. So I have been going to back to essentials: prayer and Mindfulness, a heart turned toward simplicity and Stoicism resting in the peace of Christ. It has also led to some conversations with family. Most particularly a very insightful moment with my mom.
We were talking about life – that whole messy business and something clicked. She was expressing how her whole life she had never really felt loved. My dad and I were assuring her that she was loved but there was the feeling of standing on the edge of a cliff. I came up with some wholly inarticulate version of “I have been trying to tell you I love you my whole life but you never believe it.” Which led to her realizing the kind of odd cruelty her own lack of self worth inflicts on everyone who loves her. No one can ever love you enough that you feel loved unless you have the faith that you are loved. The only way you feel love is love someone else and have faith that they love you.
With a new appreciation of this truth I see it all around me. In Seneca’s quote from Hecato. in random articles I read online and in thr Prayer of St Francis:
Lord, make me an instrument of Thy peace;
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
Where there is injury, pardon;
Where there is doubt, the faith;
Where there is despair, hope;
Where there is darkness, light;
And 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.
It seems that it is always in pain that we learn more about love. I hope that my mother can see that the truest path to being loved is to love with no regard for any return but to love wholly and Holy and true.