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I am the vine, you are the branches. He who abides in me, and I in him, he it is that bears much fruit, for apart from Me, you can do nothing. John 15:5. The Lord directed me to this beautiful scripture during my evening prayer time. I was in the quiet and peaceful chapel…
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As the days grow shorter, I fall unto You. The air beckons with its crisp, clean breeze and brushes my cheek lifting my thoughts upward. It cannot be seen but felt, the change in the air; the nights are longer and the days are shorter, fall is here. To fall unto You in scripture, letting…
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Persevere in prayer, being watchful in it with thanksgiving; at the same time, pray for us too, that God may open a door to us for the word, to speak of the mystery of Christ, for which I am in prison, that I may make it clear, as I must speak. Colossians 4:2. St. Paul…
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Jesus speaks of entering the narrow gate at Mass last weekend in the Gospel reading. The way is not easy, but we are not alone on the journey towards Him. In another place in scripture, He speaks of suffering in this life, of taking up our cross, but He also speaks of paradise and a…
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A full moon shining orange with the light from the sun. Sunflowers turned to the sky with a bee buzzing nearby. Clear running streams with smooth rocks glistening as the water flows down the mountain. A dove’s cooing heard from above. The golden plains and yellow wildflower prairies that go on for miles. Endless fields…
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I was fortunate to go on a pilgrimage last weekend to the Shrine of our Lady of Guadalupe in LaCrosse, Wisconsin. I was there last fall, and was excited for a second trip there. I was blessed to journey with several Deacon wives while our husbands were at an assembly in the area. This was…
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Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, then I will enter his house and dine with him, and he with me. Revelation 3:20 Lord, I feel You calling me to let You in. It is a gentle tapping that I have to strain to hear…
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I am drawn to the scripture verses about Martha and Mary. It seems every time I hear the passages at Mass or read them quietly at home, the words capture me and speak to my heart. The reading from last weekend was no different and I felt the Lord showing me insight through the eyes…
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Fears and Tears 