for YOU.

He is Risen.

He is Risen Indeed!

Catholic Imagery posted a beautiful reflection on their Instagram account today that has not left my heart since seeing it.  There stands Christ leaning tenderly in the shadows of the tomb doorway.  A very contemplative gaze across his face, it is easy to tell He is deep in thought.

I loved the reflection given by Catholic Imagery and I share it now…

for YOU.

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Just imagine what our Lord was thinking of as the stone was rolled away from the tomb and He stood at the entrance after defeating death!

If you ask me of what He was thinking of at this moment, I’d have to answer…

YOU.

He was thinking of YOU and how much He loves YOU!

Today is the day we say, “Thank you Jesus, I love you too!” ..

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these hugs n’ blessings are…for YOU.

A King & His Donkey

In Biblical Times, many people rode on donkeys. Even Kings rode on donkeys! Donkeys were, it seems, to be the choice of folks that did not want to bring attention to themselves while traveling. They were considered to be a very common mode of carrying supplies or people and most families owned at least one.

According to an Internet Bible reference there are 142 references to the donkey in the New International Version. Donkey references in New American Standard version, 140. The New Living Translation version has 147 references to donkey. There are 155 references to donkey in the New Life Version of the Bible.

Like most people, the donkey has gone unnoticed by me in Scripture. How did a creature, who was so present in very pivotal moments of Christ’s life, remain so common to me that I barely offered it a glance, in thought or appreciation? From today forward my heart holds a new space for the dear donkey, who so gently carried the tabernacle of God safely to where He needed to go, so that we may partake in the glory of salvation.

As we head into this Holy Week of Easter I have knit together a story of this under-stated creature, which is... part legend, part story-book lore (written by others,) and a sprinkle of my own added words mixed in.  I do hope you enjoy it…and may you discover  the hidden beauty of the under-stated in your own life as you head into the Easter Season.  Is there joy to be found in what you most times consider common?  Is there salvation offered to you in what has gone unnoticed?

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Clip—clop—clip—clop, went Small Donkey’s hooves as he s-l-o-w-l-y climbed the last hill. Mary rode on Small Donkey’s back. Joseph walked by Small Donkey’s side. Mary and Joseph were very, very tired. Small Donkey was tired too. They had come a long, long way. From the top of the hill, O happy sight, they saw the lights of Bethlehem!

Joseph walked faster now. Clip-clop, clip-clop, clip-clop, hurried Small Donkey, down the hill, through the gate, into the little town, where they would rest and sleep.

At the inn, Joseph asked for a room. “We have no room,” said the innkeeper. “Is there no place where we can sleep?” asked Joseph. “Only in the stable. . . . “

Donkey didn’t mind sharing his sleeping quarters with the gentle man and his wife, who rode atop his back the entire way. He had grown very fond of them as they made this long journey together.  He sensed the woman was very tired and in need of comfort.  The straw would be warm for them all to rest upon and perhaps, if the child they spoke of during their journey to Bethlehem was born, there would be an empty manger in the stable to lay the newborn child in.

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And when the newborn Child arrived that night, the common donkey could not imagine loving anything more.

The donkey knew the Heavens felt just the same as the brightest star (ever seen) shown down upon the baby swaddled in the manger.  And all the animals in the stable bowed their heads down together when the gentle couple whispered for the first time the child’s name, “Jesus.” 

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One dark night when Joseph was asleep, and Mary was asleep, and Baby Jesus was asleep, an angel whispered to Joseph. “Get up quickly,” he said. “Take Mary and the Baby and flee into Egypt. The wicked king is trying to find the Baby to do Him harm. Stay in Egypt until I tell you it is safe to return.” The king was angry because the people were saying that some day Baby Jesus would be king.

Joseph got up quickly. He told Mary what the angel had said. He went to an area in the stable for Small Donkey. Mary wrapped Baby Jesus snug and warm. Joseph helped Mary on Small Donkey’s back. He handed her Baby Jesus. Clip-clop, clip-clop, went Small Donkey’s hooves as they went out through Bethlehem’s gate, and turned down the road toward Egypt.

Excerpt from, Etta Degering, The Story of Small Donkey (My Bible Friends)

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“Rest on the Flight into Egypt” Museum of Fine Arts, Boston, MA

Years later…

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A poor farmer near Jerusalem owned a donkey he had inherited, which was far too small to do much work at all. He felt that he couldn’t afford to feed a worthless animal like this, one that could do him no good whatsoever, so at the supper table he told his family that he was going to kill the donkey.

His children, who loved the little donkey, begged him to sell it rather than harm it. But the farmer said, “It’s wrong to sell an animal that can’t do a good day’s work.”

Then his oldest daughter suggested, “Father, tie the donkey to a tree on the road to town, and say whoever wants it may take it for nothing.” And the next morning, that’s what the farmer did.

Soon, two men approached and asked if they could have the donkey. “It can carry almost nothing,” the farmer warned them.

“Jesus of Nazareth has need of it,” replied one of the men. The farmer couldn’t imagine what a great teacher would want with such a worthless donkey, but he handed it over.

The men took the animal to Jesus, who Jesus seemed to have a strong affection toward, as He stroked the grateful donkey’s face and then mounted it and rode away. And both man and beast were grateful to God to be reunited, as they made an important journey together once again.

So it was on the day we call Palm Sunday, Jesus led his followers into the city of Jerusalem riding on the back of a small, common donkey.

The donkey so loved his gentle master that he later followed him to Calvary. Grief-stricken by the sight of Jesus on the cross, the donkey turned away but couldn’t leave. It was then that the shadow of the cross fell upon the shoulders and back of the donkey, and there it stayed. All donkeys have borne the sign of the cross on their backs since that very day.

Adapted version of an Excerpt from Sue Weaver, The Donkey Companion (Storey Publishing, 2008).

 

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hugs n’ blessings as we endeavor to love The Master as much as the common little donkey this Easter Season!

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It’s another Wednesday,

for Saint Maria Faustina KoWalska (what else,)

with a brief reflection on the Divine Mercy of God!

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Pope Francis has made Mercy a central theme of his papacy, speaking of it often in homilies and in his texts. His apostolic exhortation, Evangelii Gaudium (“The Joy of the Gospel”), uses the word 32 times. Symbolically in March of 2015 he called upon the entire global Roman Catholic church to take up his papacy’s central message of compassion and pardon, and announced that he would convoke a jubilee year to be called the Holy Year of Mercy!

This Jubille Year of Mercy, as proclaimed by Pope Francis, formally began on this year’s Catholic feast of the Immaculate Conception, celebrated Dec. 8. It will close on Nov. 20, 2016, the day celebrated that year as the feast of Christ the King.

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Because of my devotion to the practice of the Divine Mercy and my deep admiration of  St. Faustina Kowalska’s life…I have been VERY excited since Papa first made this  proclamation!!

And now as we approach the 90 day mark of this Holy Year I have reflected upon the great graces I have already received within this Year of Mercy.

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Do you ever do that?

Do you ever take a moment to reflect?

On love? On life? On all you have received?

And even on those thoughts filled with what should be? Could be? Will never be?

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By the grace of God, I am grateful God has been guiding me toward a new path which no longer places expectations on life.  Allowing me to simply be grateful for all that is given, all that is taken away, all that is loved, and all that is lost.  The emotions which may coincide with any  one of these occurences does not matter, for even they do not alter my underlying peace.

And there in lies why I bow my head in thanks, to God,…for His Mercy.  His mercy, sinner though I am, to show me the path to Peace.

Does this mean I no longer feel pain? Or anger?  Or disappointment?

No way!!

BUT I am discovering what it truly means to place my Trust in Him, as He maintains my peaceful heart despite the feelings I may be experiencing.

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And (in all this recent reflection I have been doing)

I am giving thanks,

at this almost 90 day mark in the Holy Year of Mercy,

for the very first lesson my Teacher gave me

which lead me to this path toward Peace.

SILENCE.

I have listed below some of my favorite lessons, taken from St. Faustina’s Diary, which gently helped to guide me along the way…

I will not allow myself to be so absorbed in the whirlwind of work as to forget about God (82).

Great are the faults committed by the tongue.  The soul will not attain sanctity if it does not keep watch over its tongue (92).

In order to hear the voice of God, one has to have silence in one’s soul and to keep silence; not a gloomy silence, but an interior silence; that is to say, recollection in God.  One can speak a great deal without breaking silence and, on the contrary, one can speak little and be constantly breaking silence. …God does not give Himself to a chattering soul which, like a drone in a beehive, buzzes around but gathers no honey.  A talkative soul is empty inside (118).

I spoke much with the Lord, without uttering a single word (137).

The soul that reflects receives much light.  A distracted soul runs the risk of a fall. …But for the Spirit of God to act in the soul, peace and recollection are needed (145).

Even when I am dealing with very important matters which require attention, I do not lose the presence of God in my soul, and I am closely united with Him.  With Him I go to work, with Him I go for recreation, with Him I suffer, with Him I rejoice; I live in Him and He in me.  I am never alone, because He is my constant companion (318).

If only souls would become recollected, God would speak to them at once, for dissipation drowns out the word of the Lord (452).

Silence is a sword in the spiritual struggle.  A talkative soul will never attain sanctity.  The sword of silence will cut off everything that would like to cling to the soul.  We are senstive to words and quickly want to answer back, without taking any regard as to whether it is God’s will that we shoud speak.  A silent soul is strong; no adversities will harm it if it perseveres in silence (477).

The Holy Spirit does not speak to a soul that is distracted and garrulous.  He speaks by His quiet inspirations to a soul that is recollected, to a soul that knows how to keep silence.  If silence were strictly observed, there would not be any grumbling, bitterness, slandering, or gossip, and charity would not be done.  Silent lips are pure gold and bear witness to holiness within (552).

I will safeguard my interior and exterior silence so that Jesus can rest in my heart (504).

However….

Keeping silent when one outght to speak is an imperfection and sometimes even a sin (553).

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God speaks to us all.  He constantly speaks to us through Sacred Scripture, liturgy, people, circumstances, events, and in many other ways, such as when he speaks to us more directly during times of quiet.  While it’s possible for him to speak to us at such times in audible words, that seems rare.  More often, he speaks with inaudible, interior words.  Such interior words are often delicate and can only be heard in the Silence of our minds and our hearts.

I pray sometime, during this Year of Mercy, you too

may

hear Him,

feel Him,

see Him,

in your Silence.

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hugs n’ silent blessings that bring you peace!

And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. Phillipians 4:7

Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid. John 14:27

Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, since as members of one body you were called to peace. And be thankful. Colossians 3:15