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Don’t Hold Back

I was speaking with someone about the Catholic Church’s various responses to the Coronavirus pandemic in my country and city, insofar as some parishes are doing much better than others.  The person said that it was as if some in the Church are holding their breaths.  A few are actively reaching out, going to great lengths to safely communicate with their local parishioners and being wonderfully pastoral, while others have fallen completely and disappointingly silent. It seems as though many of us have seized up and do not know what do to (or do know but feel helpless due to fear and/or the restrictions).

When do we get to exhale?  How long will it take before we realise that we can reach out in some way?  This is especially important for people of faith and those in charge of our churches. 

What can we do?  What could we be focussing on?

We can also decide that we need to work on ourselves.

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Taking ownership of our pain

Dear MuSinGer readers,

This post below over at https://under-reconstruction.com/ moved me.

Take some time to read it and other posts over there, in addition to my own posts below.

I hope you benefit from other wonderful writers out there as much as I do.

God bless.

Under Reconstruction

I’ve learned that the first step towards healing is to take ownership of our pain. It doesn’t matter who or what is responsible for our pain. The wound is ours, and we decide whether to let it fester, or to begin nursing it.

We often blame people — be it others or ourselves — for the pain we experience. But at the core of it, it is often not people that we have trouble forgiving. What we can’t forgive is the fact that life has not gone according to plan.

Without realizing it, we have a pre-written script of how our lives should play out. Things that don’t usually feature in the storyboard: accidents, failures, betrayals, abandonment, humiliation, disillusionment, disability, mental illness, the list goes on.

For some reason, we keep forgetting that the universe owes us nothing, and that we have no reason to be surprised when things don’t go our…

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Prayer for Humility and 2020 Vision

Heavenly Father.

For those who are fortunate,
To soak up the sun,
Walk the streets,
Lay on green grasses,
See a friend,
And visit family,
Once more,
Gratitude abounds.

As we emerge from our stupor,
Slowly,
With red-rimmed eyes,
From so much crying,
Or fragmented hearts,
And minds,
Thinking, reflecting,
And reaching out for You.

Teach us,
To hold onto any humility,
You may have gifted us,
In this time of woe,
And death.

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Nada te turbe

This picture is a detail from François Gérard’s painting of St Teresa of Ávila, a Spanish Carmelite nun, contemplative, and mystic who was born in 1515 and died in 1582.  She wrote several spiritual classics considered to be masterpieces of the spiritual life, and was the first woman to be made a doctor of the church with three other females who were also designated doctors (St Catherine of Siena, St Thérèse of Lisieux, and St Hildegard von Bingen). 

I adore St Teresa of Avila.  It is because of her (and St Ignatius of Loyola, and so many other brilliant Spanish saints), that I took up learning Spanish (I don’t think she would be thrilled with my slow progress however, but I digress…).

The title of this post, ‘Nada te turbe’ translates from the Spanish as ‘(let) nothing disturb you’.  It is part of her famous prayer which is included at the end of this post.

I have had this little prayer affixed to my bed and used in books as bookmarks for many years.  While I have looked at it often, along with my half-read books written by St Teresa, only recently have I returned to her writings as a great source of comfort and reality for me, and I suspect for many others at this time.

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Gone But Still Remembered

Did you keep a journal or diary when you were a child or teenager?  If not, are you thinking of starting one?  It need not be January to start getting your thoughts down on paper, especially in this crazy but significant year we are all living through.

The other day I decided to look through a few of my old diaries.  I assiduously kept a diary every year since I was in grade five until my late twenties.  At some point I transitioned to an electronic journal and continued in a stop-start fashion, only to yearn for writing again in different ways.  I also started this blog and other reflective or religious-inspired writings in poetry and prose.

I am so pleased that I decided to keep writing throughout my formative years as a youth, and throughout tumultuous world events which I also recorded with the enthusiasm of a serious journalist, complete with newspaper clippings.  The words that poured out of my young mind through my pencil and later on in pen (because, like, ink hadn’t been invented yet, right?) made me laugh out loud, cringe a little, and even tear up slightly.

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With Gratitude

Dear Friends,

A short note to say thank you for visiting (or remaining with) my little blog.  It means so much to me to know that people in various countries are reading my simple offerings at this time, and that perhaps my words can make some difference in your lives.  It makes me want to be a better writer and reader too!

I think that words and communicating positive messages about life, the Catholic faith, creativity, music, singing, and food for both the mind and soul are critical at any time, but especially now.

Your support helps me more than you’ll ever know.

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Go to His Word

I am reading various books during this time of isolation.  One of them is Day by Day with the Catechism by Peter A. Giersch.  At the time of writing this post, the reflection for the day included these words which have remained with me: 

“We rise from the dead with Christ… If he rises, we rise.” (p. 78)

The simplest words are often the best aren’t they?  They can make the most difference.

What does this mean?

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