Prayer
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God speaks, God is always speaking. I don’t always hear His voice because other things beg for my attention and draw me away from God. But when I take the time, especially first thing in the morning, I can hear God speak to me. It is a beautiful exchange and I find that there is
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I feel the Lord calling me into a closer relationship with Him. It is astonishing to me how wrapped up I can get into social media or a television series, spending countless hours focused on it. This week, I decided to do a little experiment and I disabled the Facebook app on my phone. I
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“Amen, I say to you, if you have faith the size of a mustard seed, you will say to this mountain, move from here to there and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you.” Matthew 17:20 I bring the Lord what I have, a tiny droplet of water, He accepts it and He
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Before the dawn, I awaken and sit in the silence. It is time spent at the feet of Jesus; I listen and He speaks to me. He says, “The way is simple, it is paved with love.” It is love alone that gives worth to things. St. Teresa of Avila In the silence, there is
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My very self you know, my bones are not hidden from you. When I was being made in secret, fashioned in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw me unformed. Psalm 139:14-16 God is my artist and His brushstroke is His pure love with which He called me forth. Even before time began, He
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Today begins the Novena of St. Therese, the little flower. She has been an inspiration to me in her little way and her way of great love. Her feast day is October 1st, and this year it falls on a First Friday followed by the First Saturday; which are special devotions to the Sacred Heart
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The sweet smell of rose petals linger in the air, while the tears of a Mother fall to the ground. Her heart is pierced with many thorns and her steps are marked with suffering. She offers everything to the Father; her breath, her heartbeats, her life, all belongs to Him. Her words are spoken in
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Today is the Feast Day of the Nativity of the Blessed Virgin Mary, and it is a glorious, sunny day. The sun was bright as I was driving this morning, and it had me reflect on the radiant, brilliant, pure light of Our Lady. It was blinding and I couldn’t help thinking of her great
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The sunrise is later each day and the sunset is earlier each day, and I can feel the change of the seasons from summer to autumn. It ushers in a sense of routine and a turning towards the Lord. It is an invitation to fall back into exercises that seem to be different than the
Fears and Tears 