Monday, July 27, 2009
Friday, July 17, 2009
In the True Presence of Christ, I fall to my knees.
I am humbled to be so near Him in the form of the Eucharist.
A feeling of peace and joy comes over me.
I start to pray in earnest because our Lord hears our prayers.
I offer Him my sincerest gratitude for the many blessings in my life.
I ask His forgiveness for the sins I have committed.
I promise our Lord that I will go to Reconciliation soon.
I unburden myself to Him and share all of my stress and anxiety as He asked us to in the Gospel.
I pray for others-family, friends, co-workers and anyone who is struggling or suffering.
I pray for the Church, the Holy Father and our Bishops, Priests and Deacons.
I pray for our country and for our leaders to have moral courage and wisdom.
I pray for a world that will respect all life.
I pray that the Lord will make me a channel for His will today and every day.
Then I stop praying and I listen.
I listen for His voice.
Maybe He will speak to me through the friend I will encounter that day or possibly in the meditation or scripture passage I am reading.
I go to Eucharistic Adoration out of love and devotion and my passionate belief that this prayer time before the Blessed Sacrament is the catalyst for my ongoing renewal and conversion.
Go and spend time with Jesus today…He is waiting for you.
I'm sure many people have wondered, why go to adoration, and what is adoration? What would I do sitting in a silent church or chapel (silence is golden, in my book!) in front of a piece of "bread" (the Eucharist, or also called the host, which actually IS the body, blood, soul and divinity of Jesus) or a "box" (the tabernacle housing the host)?
Well, the list above gives a good start to those questions. And, from my experience, the rest of your hesitations and questions will be quelled and answered by God in the graces he will so abundantly bestow as you rest in his peace and presence during adoration.
My advice...just go and try it! You will never be the same.
Read the rest of the article I Fall to my Knees: A Reflection on Eucharistic Adoration here.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
The male-only priesthood isn’t an exclusive club of cigar-smoking men in black who chuckle at their ability to fool women into believing they can’t join. Rather, it’s an invitation to service – an opportunity for men to “wash the feet” and sacrifice their lives for their beloved Bride, the Church.
This doesn’t make women sighing, whimpering, fragile creatures whose sole role in life is to be catered to by men. Rather, only women can be mothers. Only they can nurture life in such a way that two or more heartbeats can palpitate in their bodies at the same time. Only a mother can give birth to a priest. One can say that without women there would be no priests.
It’s all a matter of seeing the beauty of God’s plan – the unity that can occur because of the diversity in creation. Each of us exists as a man or as a woman. Neither is deficient or lesser than the other. But the fact that each is created in God’s image and likeness does not mean that they exist as the same. Rather in the difference they reflect something of God. It is because they are different, yet equal, that they are able to love in a way that can include a total and unique gift of self, resulting in the possibility of new life. And this union points us to the love of God that exists in the Trinity.
From Ma’am, You Should Be a Priest
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
The trivialization of the sexual union has all but wiped away our societal memory of the truth of marriage. Marriage is no longer a covenantal union of persons; it has been degraded into a contract. Through our complicity with non-married sexual relations and contraception, we have allowed the sexual union to become a recreational activity that mocks the self-giving intent of our Creator.
From The Defense of Marriage ACTion
Saturday, July 04, 2009
No one seems to bat an eyelash at the often sensationalized garter fetching and tossing that occurs at most weddings. I’ve seen my Franciscan University friends terrified by the insistence of DJs in torturing unsuspecting bouquet-catchers. Yet at a friend’s recent wedding, the cries of confusion and discomfort were uttered at a completely different practice — the groom’s washing of the bride’s feet.
...One bridesmaid astutely noted that it was wonderful to see that although the couple had only been married a matter of hours, they were already serving as a countercultural witness to the world of Christ’s love for the Church.
From Glimpsing God’s Love Through a Pair of Feet
Happy 4th of July! I am heading out to the lake to spend the day relaxing (read eating!) with family. :) Have fun celebrating the independence day of our nation remembering true freedom comes from knowing, loving and serving God.
Stay safe, God Bless!
Friday, July 03, 2009
Then, last year, he let it be known that he had been celibate for the previous three years, and had resolved to remain so until married. It was only when re-reading my notes of our earlier encounter that I realized it was an issue that had long preoccupied him.
'But I wasn’t being celibate then at all,’ he clarifies. 'It took years to get it right. To actually do it, and really try to walk the walk and not just talk it. It’s not like it’s not important – I think sex and intimacy and all that is very important. It’s just that I’m going to do it with my wife.’ He laughs. 'And not everybody else.’
This summer, not long after he turns 45, it will be four years. The final trigger came after a night in the Carlyle Hotel in New York. (His apartment was under renovation.) 'I was doing my normal thing and I was with somebody, and I remember waking up in the morning thinking, “What am I doing?” It’s not that I was all over the place. It’s not, like, groupies or somebody you’d pick up on the street. I didn’t carry on like that. It was somebody that I know. But it was still, “What am I doing? And why?” And that morning I was just talking to God, as I do, and I said, “You got to help me to stop this. I just really want to stop this.” And that was the day that it changed.’...
Can you put your finger on what, at that moment, seemed upsetting about what you had been doing?
'I knew it was not consistent with my beliefs. So that’s hypocritical, and I don’t want to be a hypocrite. And I could just feel the emptiness… it didn’t feel good. The feeling afterwards. Just that empty sort of… weird space. And I’d had enough.’
You knew there and then that this was a decision you would stick with?
'Yeah. It’s very hard. For some periods of time it’s easy, and then it’s really hard. It goes back and forth. It’s not hard just walking through life, and you see women, and I admire them – I love being around women. But if you’re seeing someone, you’ve got to explain, “Well, this is what I’m doing in life – so that’s not going to be part of it.”’
When I ask him if he is in a relationship he says, 'Right now I’m just kind of sailing and watching and waiting and trying to be patient. There are times when I’m patient and there’s times when I’m, “Come on, Lord, bring this for me…”’
This is from an interesting (but kind of long) article about Lenny Kravitz, the presence of God in his life and celibacy. Jennifer at Conversion Diary directed me to this British article. There are a couple spots of bad language I could do without but the stories of how God has worked in his life are quite interesting. It's worth the time to read it, I think.
Thursday, July 02, 2009
I had to share this great blog post about the Walkman turning 30 years old and the music of the era. I still have several of those tapes (yes, young ones, we listened to things called "tapes") around in my basement.
I'm still smiling from the memories...
I'm still smiling from the memories...