Monday, 11. February 2008, 02:02:22
saint therese of liseux, pictures, saints, Church
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Tuesday, 27. November 2007, 19:47:59
Church, gym, work out, Jesus
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A few days ago I received an e-mail from good friend Troy. We were talking about working out and I was telling him that although I try to be as disciplined as I can with my weight-lifting, I don't rea;;yu see much results. Then we started talking about prayer. I want to share a chunk from his latest e-mail. I just think is a beautiful and real testimony that deserves to be read:
SOMETIMES YOU DON’T THINK YOU ARE GROWING WHEN YOU ARE LIFTING OR DOING GODS WILL. BUT THEN IF YOU STAY THE ROUTINE THEN YOU WILL LOOK IN THE MIRROR AND START NOTICING LITTLE CHANGES. WITH GOD IT IS THE EYES OF YOUR BROTHERS THAT ARE THE MIRROR. I WANT YOU TO KNOW I HAVE EXPERINCED WHAT YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT. IT IS A GOOD PLACE TO BE IN LIFE WHEN GOD IS A REALITY AND YOU CAN SEE HIS WORK IN YOU AND AROUND YOU. AS IN WEIGHT LIFTING, YOU DON’T REALLY KNOW HOW MUCH STRONGER YOU HAVE GOTTEN UNTIL YOU ARE UNDER THE PRESSURE OF THE WEIGHT. IT IS SCARY SOMETIMES AND YOU MAY NEED A SPOTTER, BUT ONCE YOU DECIDE TO TAKE ON THE CHALLENGE AND COMPLETE IT , THEN IT IS GRADIFING TO KNOW THAT YOU DID IT AND YOU ARE READY FOR THE NEXT PLATE TO BE ADDED ON. WHO WOULD OF THOUGHT GOD AND WEIGHT LIFTING HAVE THAT MUCH IN COMMON?
Monday, 29. October 2007, 00:51:05
Church, deacon, ordination, catholic
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This past weekend was quite interesting to me. For the first in my life, I attended a Deacon Ordination. It was really something unique. I cannot put into words all the feelings that ran through my soul as I watched for guys lying on the floor asking faithful in heaven and on earth to pray for them. It made me think of myself: I wanted to be there… and perhaps I will be there one day, sealing a love covenant with the One who creates and call. It is beautiful when you find your call to life and to live. It is wonderful when you know who you are and what you are meant to be. It is amazing to see that life is a journey and we never walk alone.
Tuesday, 24. July 2007, 02:02:13
Church, Faith, poetry, Religion
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Three Seconds of Glory
Here we are: you and I, looking at each other
What a charming smile you have!
In this silence your voice sounds like the thunder
as I respond with words only you can understand.
And you love me. You just love me. You love me! You love me!
And I become sand, mud, a rose, the dew. I go crazy!
You give me three seconds of glory: with you, you let me be,
yet I know my soul in your mercy is immersing.
I just wanted to touch your hand and you gave me your heart
-now my mind cannot control my soul.
This feeling dissolves me and puts me back together, just like that!
You are the joy prayer brings to my soul.
Now I just have this fever of you, my Jesus, my all, my love.
Out of the night, out of this 28 year-old, out of a dream
you come and touch me, pat my back and give me your love
then you take me to the place where we belong.
Love is worth living for you are here
I believe in love now, my Jesus: I believe in you.
Remain with me, my beloved. Rest here,
reign in my heart, because it only beats for you.
*Please do not use without permission: byronmacias@hotmail.com
Thursday, 12. July 2007, 01:49:09
Church, lovers, Faith, friends
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Essay on Love
Have you ever been in love? Love is the embarking on a journey of adventure towards the point in which you find your deepest desire. This desire is the source of strength and the gas for the journey. Love is not a mystery. Love is the response to a more sublime love. You need two people in order to fall in love. To really love mans to realize that you feel loved and we all are loved by God, who has given us his free gift of all.
God’s love mirrors in you and comes back to its source: the eternal flame that burns and produces more love.
In a song once I heard that “love is an innocent journey. Love is a cancer, love aint benign.” Of course! Love kills! Love kills anxiety, time, distance and bad desires.
Is love a feeling? I don’t know. All I know is that love is a reality and is more real than you and me because love still exists after we die. The above-mentioned song continues: “love is for free people like me” of course! To love someone implies to be rid of vices, intrigues, bad passions, rancor, bad strings attached, and of course the Devil. The Devil can deceive you with false love, but real love cannot come from him.
When you get married, you do it for love and the greatest expression of that love is intercourse: you are offering, giving and receiving the best of you. This love usually becomes concrete in children, the product of love. This is why abortion is bad: rejecting the fruit of love. Now, some people would offer pro-abortion or pro-choice arguments here. There is not a single reason to abort for abortion in itself is not love, regardless of the reason why the woman became pregnant. See, the thing is that we don’t stay focused on love. Even if you are raped, the child in your womb is your divine consolation and the proof of love: God is telling you: “I know what you are going through, but looks, there is a new life, a new beginning, and 9-month-old reason to love.”
Love is like ad old-fashioned pair of glasses: we kind of think twice before putting them on, but in the end they make you see well.
Love is an innocent journey.
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