hope
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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
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This past Friday, I attended a Women’s Advent Retreat at my Parish. It began with a beautiful candlelight Mass. The Church was glowing with twinkling lights and a peace entered my soul. I was drawn closer to the Lord by the beautiful music, the scripture readings, and receiving Holy Communion. As I sat with my
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“Let there be light” and there was light. God saw how good the light was. God then separated the light from the darkness. Genesis 1:3-5 The Lord has been bringing light to me in the darkness. It is an awareness that God is always there, always listening, and always working in my life. He calls
Fears and Tears 