hope
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In the center of my being my heart is open to You, my Lord and my God. I desire to keep the flame burning with the precious oil of prayer, that never ceases. In the silence of my heart, I offer You my prayers, and like fragrant incense, I desire them to be pleasing to…
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As I was sitting in a chapel that I was visiting last weekend, I noticed under the pew that one of the tiles was cracked. It was visible to me because it was in front of me, but hidden from everyone else. I felt God speak to me, “My daughter, I see your wounds that…
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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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The Lord has spoken to me through a song. I was in the Adoration chapel at church when the words ‘King of my heart’ kept repeating in my mind. I felt that these words were part of lyrics to a song. They were familiar to me, but as I sat there, I couldn’t get further…
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The Third Sunday of Advent is called Gaudete Sunday from the Latin word meaning to rejoice.The rose colored candle is lit on the advent wreath and stands out from the violet candles. It is a time to rejoice, the Lord is soon coming. In the scripture readings this past weekend, I hear in the letter…
Fears and Tears 