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This week I went to confession and to a group chaplet at a shrine in preparation for today. I, and I can only guess how many others in the congregation , observed it quietly in our hearts today. Feeling sorta sad about that right now.
But it was Divine Mercy Sunday in our hearts 100%. I guess that’s what really matters. The utter gratitude that falls woefully short when compared to the Gift.
Incredible.
No, really, I ended up with the wrong guy — bagged the mayor instead. He said “ok” but we never found out to what.
Our pastor required being approached on holy, humble cat’s feet, so obviously, others approached him. He wasn’t just being “The Boss,” he was genuinely concerned with liberalism infiltrating the Church. He’d say “no” even when he spotted anyone but the Council coming to him… the Assoc. Pastor nominated me for a seat, and it happened. So I annoyed from within the Council after that.
When our next Pastor came along, praise God.. oh, praise God and a half!.. I approached him with the same honesty regarding Tabernacle disrespect, etc. He ended up hugging me (after discerning the real reason I had come forward, which was exactly as I’d said), and he tried to fix things a little better.
Even if it only plants a seed, the seed is planted. Doesn’t matter whether vinegar or bitter tears waters it. If it’s a holy seed, it’ll grow.
fmn, don’t you go getting yourself into trouble now.
Carol’s full of the blarney, you know…and by the way, didn’t anybody like my Thrice Holy Hymn?
(Don’t kindly dissuade me of this.. it’s fact.)
So, get cookin’, people. Sing Him!!
Have a wonderful day, all. I’ll have moments wherein I pray for this one and that one from here throughout the day. It will be a rather sad day, too, for my lady Marion has been moved to a hospice, and so, I have lost two whole feet to lotion.. and I ask your prayer for her.
I do hope you wear your glasses at work. I really hope you do.
Poor Lady Marion. She only has days to live. That pisses me off. Why – I don’t know. She has had 97 years’ worth of days, after all.. But she doesn’t want to go, yet I know she’s being a big ol’ 4′7″ stoic over there at the hospice, and it just all pisses me off.
But thank you for prayer for her, and for Lady Janet. I can’t even talk about Janet.. she’s far worse off.
I agree, science has practically turned us into supermen, and God has been moved unceremoniously out of the picture. We need to keep in mind that science is sometimes our kryptonite as well.
An aunt of mine died in October, after a stroke that had her in the hospital for 2 months. She said she wanted to die in peace and did not want to be disturbed by aggressive therapies when it was her time to go. When she had another stroke, she was transferred to what I presume was a hospice room, where there were soft lights, and her family could be with her the whole time. She was never alone in her last days and received only whatever medicines were necessary to keep her comfortable. God did the rest. I think we need to let God do more in these cases. Like Sandra. They did a tracheotomy about 4 months ago when it seemed she was about to die of suffocation. She’s in a rest home now, because her family really can no longer carry this burden alone.It’s so sad, but what could her husband do? The doctors insisted it had to be done and he didn’t have the courage to take that responsiblity. She’s 38 years old and has a strong heart, still. Even the young need our prayers,and all too often.
She leaves nieces and grand-nieces/-nephews. And her friends. We’ll take Marion off our lists, now, ‘k? ‘Cause I’m pretty sure she never sinned, and with those sparkling eyes, I’m sure He gathered her up and said, “Oh, you!! Finally!!”
God bless.