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The Three Kings

25 Dec

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Three Kings came riding from far away,img_20161218_234810
Melchior and Gaspar and Baltasar;
Three Wise Men out of the East were they,
And they travelled by night and they slept by day,
For their guide was a beautiful, wonderful star.

The star was so beautiful, large and clear,
That all the other stars of the sky
Became a white mist in the atmosphere,
And by this they knew that the coming was near
Of the Prince foretold in the prophecy.

Three caskets they bore on their saddle-bows,
Three caskets of gold with golden keys;
Their robes were of crimson silk with rows
Of bells and pomegranates and furbelows,
Their turbans like blossoming almond-trees.

And so the Three Kings rode into the West,
Through the dusk of the night, over hill and dell,
And sometimes they nodded with beard on breast,
And sometimes talked, as they paused to rest,
With the people they met at some wayside well.

“Of the child that is born,” said Baltasar,
“Good people, I pray you, tell us the news;
For we in the East have seen his star,
And have ridden fast, and have ridden far,
To find and worship the King of the Jews.”

And the people answered, “You ask in vain;
We know of no King but Herod the Great!”
They thought the Wise Men were men insane,
As they spurred their horses across the plain,
Like riders in haste, who cannot wait.

And when they came to Jerusalem,
Herod the Great, who had heard this thing,
Sent for the Wise Men and questioned them;
And said, “Go down unto Bethlehem,
And bring me tidings of this new king.”

So they rode away; and the star stood still,
The only one in the grey of morn;
Yes, it stopped –it stood still of its own free will,
Right over Bethlehem on the hill,
The city of David, where Christ was born.

And the Three Kings rode through the gate and the guard,
Through the silent street, till their horses turned
And neighed as they entered the great inn-yard;
But the windows were closed, and the doors were barred,
And only a light in the stable burned.

And cradled there in the scented hay,
In the air made sweet by the breath of kine,
The little child in the manger lay,
The child, that would be king one day
Of a kingdom not human, but divine.

His mother Mary of Nazareth
Sat watching beside his place of rest,
Watching the even flow of his breath,
For the joy of life and the terror of death
Were mingled together in her breast.

They laid their offerings at his feet:
The gold was their tribute to a King,
The frankincense, with its odor sweet,
Was for the Priest, the Paraclete,
The myrrh for the body’s burying.

And the mother wondered and bowed her head,
And sat as still as a statue of stone,
Her heart was troubled yet comforted,
Remembering what the Angel had said
Of an endless reign and of David’s throne.

Then the Kings rode out of the city gate,
With a clatter of hoofs in proud array;
But they went not back to Herod the Great,
For they knew his malice and feared his hate,
And returned to their homes by another way.

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The Joyful Song

12 Nov

Oh my soul seems to be plunged into darkness,neon-lights-on-the-christ-the-redeemer-at-night
The night seems to be my only consolation,
The day is too dark with miseries and deception
Though I have hope my weakness fails me

Wait a minute my conscience reminds me,
Try again and all is not lost,
Didn`t he tell he will be you till end of time,
Hasn`t he said to stand firm when tempted

Oh man of little faith, why do you doubt,
I have died for love of you,
Try and stand firm proved he,
I shall not leave you, showed he

He has conquered the world,
We have won by his death,
Stand firm till death and be blessed,
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, no fear but joy forever

I LOVE YOU

5 Nov

By tonyg,

Mistakes in my life have caused me pain within,ilovejesus
I spent many sleepless nights feeling sorry for my sin,
One night into my heart gentle words said to me,
Let your heart not be troubled, I have set you free,
Remember that I love you just for being you,
My love is everlasting, Divinely Merciful and True,
Place your trust in Me and wipe away your tears,
My eternal love will fill you and conquer all of your fears,
At times daily struggles pull me from side to side,
Some battles have been lost, indulging in selfish pride,
I feel great sadness knowing that sin keeps us apart,
Once again those words of comfort echo in my heart,
Remember that I love you just for being you,
My love is everlasting, Divinely Merciful and True,
Many times you have strayed but I love you just the same,
When trouble finds you once again call upon My name,
Trust in My Mercy always as you journey on your way,
Repent and My Divine Mercy will wash your sins away,
Remember that I love you just for being you,
My love is everlasting, Divinely Merciful and true,
All that I ask is that you place your trust in Me,
Sin and death were conquered upon the cross on Calvary!

Run Baby Run

21 Oct


Run baby run, have full fun,
Indulge in glamour, indulge in all that money can buy,
East deliciously, your bellyful, never be hungry,
Entertainment is all around, fill your eyes with lust and gold

Dance and make merry, there is no hell or purgatory,
Have fun all the time, explore the world in luxury,
There is no afterlife, this is the one all you have,
Play with it and be adventurous

Oh I had it all, but why do we have to suffer,
Even the rich have to suffer, the elite has their woes too,
Infidelity, disobedience and gambling seem to be common,
There should be a meaning to life apart from pleasure and fun

Why did he suffer, why was he crucified,
Suffering does have a purpose, there is some joy in it,
Oh many saints have suffered throughout with joy,
I do want to taste it and enjoy

Lust and glamour are bottomless pits,
Marriage infidelity is a demon in disguise,
Without afterlife, we are just animals,
Oh now for sure there is no life without suffering

 

A Soul`s Hymn

11 Jun

Oh my soul seems to be plunged in darkness,

S0091347 Calling of Saint Matthew. Contarini Chapel. Image licenced to Stephen Forsling FORSLING, STEPHEN by Stephen Forsling Usage : - 2000 X 2000 pixels © Scala / Art Resource The night seems to be my only consolation,
The day is to dark with miseries and deception,
Though I have hope my weakness fails me

Wait a minute, conscious reminds me,
Try again and all is not lost,
Didn`t he say that he will be with you till death,
Hasn`t he said to stand firm in temptation.

Oh man of little faith why do you doubt,
I have died for love of you,
Stand firm in face of troubles,
I shall never leave you, trust in me

He has conquered the world,
We have won by his death,
I shall stand firm till death and be blessed,
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, no fear no tear but joy forever

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Calling of Saint Matthew. Contarini Chapel.
Image licenced to Stephen Forsling FORSLING, STEPHEN by Stephen Forsling
Usage : – 2000 X 2000 pixels
© Scala / Art Resource

Death of a Luminary: Mother Angelica

9 Apr

Mother Angelica, Founder of world`s largest religious broadcasting network EWTN passed away on March 27th 2016. She was 92 years old.29angelica-web1-superJumbo

Birth and Early Life:
Mother Angelica was born April 20, 1923, as Rita Rizzo in an Italian neighborhood in Canton, Ohio. She was the only child of John and Mae Helen Rizzo . Her father, a tailor by trade, abandoned the family when Rizzo was very young and her parents divorced in 1929. Her mother maintained full custody of her but struggled with chronic depression and poverty.

Looking back upon this time in her life, Mother Angelica described herself and her mother as being “like a pair of refugees. We were poor, hungry, and barely surviving on odd jobs before Mother learned the dry cleaning business as an apprentice to a Jewish tailor in our area. Even then, we pinched pennies just to keep food on the table.” By the age of 16, Rizzo realized that her mother’s dry-cleaning job was a dead-end; through Rizzo’s efforts, her mother gained a better job that provided some relief from their dire poverty. “We lived in rat-infested apartments — our life was so hard. I was interested in survival so I didn’t do well in school. It’s hard when you’re hungry and cold to study,” she recalled in 1987.

She spent much of her early life plagued by an array of stomach ailments. In 1943, she claimed to have been cured by a Catholic faith healer, signaling the beginning of her interest in a religious vocation, according to a 2007 biography written by Mr. Arroyo, “Mother Angelica: The Remarkable Story of a Nun, Her Nerve, and a Network of Miracles.”

In 1944, she joined her religious order and professed her solemn vows in Canton in 1953 as Sister Mary Angelica of the Annunciation, of the Poor Clares of Perpetual Adoration, a contemplative order of Franciscan nuns in Canton. Another physical ailment — a spinal injury suffered in a fall, followed by two years of chronic pain — led her to promise to build a new monastery if cured. Her prayers answered, she set off in 1962 with four other sisters of her order to start Our Lady of the Angels Monastery in Irondale, a place with almost no Catholics.

There, Mother Angelica began writing booklets and recording audio cassettes to introduce Catholicism to her new neighbors. When a local television station gave her a half-hour of airtime, her on-camera charisma attracted Pat Robertson’s Christian Broadcasting Network, which began airing her show on its satellite network. She said these appearances made her aware of the tremendous influence television has in spreading messages.

In an interview with The New York Times in 1989, Mother Angelica described how a visit to a television studio in Chicago ignited her entrepreneurial drive, and led to the birth of her worldwide enterprise. “I walked in, and it was just a little studio, and I remember standing in the doorway and thinking, it doesn’t take much to reach the masses,” she said. “I just stood there and said to the Lord, ‘Lord, I’ve got to have one of these.’”

With the support of her religious community, Mother Angelica began consulting with media experts about starting her own TV station, hatching the idea of EWTN. She was granted a license by the Federal Communications Commission, and EWTN went on the air in August 1981.She began with $200 and little knowledge about TV production. The operation started in a building meant to be a garage on the grounds of the Our Lady of the Angels Monastery she headed in the Irondale suburb of Birmingham. Originally its daily programming of several hours was carried by three cable systems.

In 1992, Mother Angelica launched the short-wave EWTN Global Catholic Radio which broadcasts in English and Spanish. In 1996, EWTN started a satellite-delivered AM/FM radio network with programming also available for rebroadcast by local stations.

In 1998, Mother Angelica stepped down as the head of EWTN and Deacon Steltemeier was appointed chairman and CEO. He died in 2013.

Awards & Recognition:
In 2009, Pope Benedict XVI awarded the Pro Ecclesia et Pontifice Cross to her and Deacon Bill Steltemeier, then-chairman of EWTN’s board of governors, for distinguished service to the church. The cross, whose name is Latin for “for the church and the pope,” is the highest papal honor that can be conferred on laypeople and clergy.Because of ill-health, Mother Angelica received the award in her private quarters. But in the public ceremony, Bishop Robert J. Baker of Birmingham said “Mother Angelica’s effort has been at the vanguard of the new evangelization and has had a great impact on our world.”

A 1995 profile in Time magazine called her “an improbable superstar of religious broadcasting and arguably the most influential Roman Catholic woman in America.”

Archbishop Charles Chaput of Philadelphia, a member of the network’s board of governors, said in its statement that Mother Angelica “succeeded at a task the nation’s bishops themselves couldn’t achieve.”

Mother Angelica’s outspokenness on church issues — her pet peeves were gender-neutral language in the liturgy and a change allowing girls to become altar servers — made her both friends and enemies among the Catholic faithful.

Quotes:
“Faith is having one foot on the ground and the other up in the air, waiting for the Lord to put the ground under it”

“We have lost the theology of risk and replaced it with a theology of assurance” that says “you have to know what’s going to happen before you embark on something new”

To Be With Christ

7 Feb

What a joy it is to be with Christ,
Full of mercy and compassion is he,
What a privilege to live for him,
Heaven is the reward we get

What a fame to die for him,
Eternity awaits with all its pleasures,
What an honor to be stripped of all goods,
Like St. Francis of Assisi I shall live.

What a pleasure if I shall be stoned to death,
Like St. Stephan I shall accept,
What a joy if I shall be thrown into sea,
Like Jonah I shall believe.

What if everything I own corrodes,
I shall remember from dust I come,
Whatever happens when happens,
My heart shall praise the Lord

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