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Do You Know ME....?
 
I am an Apostle, but very few people know me! I am often times associated with Phillip, for we were both called at the same time. Though I am often times reffered to, erroneously, as a ‘brother’ of Christ; I am the son of Alpheus and Mary of Clopas.
 
Eventually, I became the Bishop of Jerusalem and was martyred. According to tradition, I was taken to the pinnacle of the Temple (the same one Christ was taken to when lucifer was tempting Him) and told to deny the Lord. When I wouldn’t, I was hurled from the pinnacle. When this did not kill me, they finished me off with a blow from a club.
 
I am the patron Saint of fullers (makers of bulkier cloth by beating them with a club) and at times, have been called the ‘Lesser’
 

I am...... James the Lesser

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I was engaged to Valerian, a young pagan; on my wedding night I told my husband that an angel of God was protecting my virginity and urged him to convert; then he would be able to see the angel.

I urged him to go out on the Appian Way, to the third milestone, where the poor would point out the holy Pope Urbin to him. The Pope instructed Valerian and baptized him; he then returned to me, and the angel crowned us both. Valerian asked the angel for the favor of the conversion of his brother, Tiburtius; when this took place the two brothers devoted themselves to burying the victims of persecution. For this they were denounced and were executed by beheading. I placed their bodies in a sarcophagus and was in my turn condemned; I avoided the flames, however, and was to be beheaded, but, despite being struck three times, I survived for three days, during which I distributed my possessions to the poor and urged the Pope to turn my home into a Church. The Pope saw to my burial.

I have been regarded as the patron saint of singers and musicians, because in my account of my sufferings, that while I was preparing to celebrate my marriage, as the musical instruments were being played, I sang in my heart to God alone. In the first antiphon for Matins on my feast day we read. “While the musical instruments were playing, the Virgin Cecilia sang in her heart to her only Lord, may my heart, O Lord, and my body be immaculate, that I may not be put to shame.”

 I am..... St. Cecilia

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According to legend, a young man while roaming the desert came across a spring of delicious crystal-clear water. The water was so sweet that he filled his leather canteen so he could bring some back to a tribal elder who had been his teacher. After a four-day journey he presented the water to the old man who took a deep drink, smiled warmly, and thanked his student lavishly for the sweet water. The young man returned to his village with a happy heart.

Later, the teacher let another student taste the water. He spat it out, saying it was awful. It apparently had become stale because of the old leather container. The student challenged his teacher: “Master, the water was foul. Why did you pretend to like it?”

The teacher replied, “You only tasted the water. I tasted the gift. The water was simply the container for an act of loving-kindness and nothing could be sweeter.”

I think we understand this lesson best when we recieve innocent gifts of love from young children. Whether it’s a ceramic tray or a macaroni bracelet, the natrual and proper response is appreciation and expressed thankfulness because we love the idea within the gift.

Gratitude doesn’t always come naturally. Unfortunately, most children and many adults value only the thing given rather than the feeling embodied in it. We should remind ourselves and teach our children about the beauty and purity of feelings and expressions of gratitude. After all, gifts from the heart are really gifts of the heart.

Imagine you are at an Airport. While you’re waiting for your flight, you notice a kiosk selling cookies. You buy a box, put them in your traveling bag and then you patiently search for an available seat so you can sit down and enjoy your cookies. Finally, you find a seat next to a gentleman.
 
You reach down into your traveling bag and pull out your box of cookies. As you do so, you notice that the gentleman starts watching you intensely. He stares as you open the box and his eyes follow your hand as you pick up the cookie and bring it to your mouth. Just then he reaches over and takes one of your cookies from the box, and eats it! You’re more than a little surprised at this. Actually, you‘re at a loss for words. Not only does he take one cookie, but also he alternates with you. For every one cookie you take, he takes one.
 
Now, what’s your immediate impression of this guy? Crazy? Greedy? He’s got some nerve? Can you imagine the words you might use to describe this man to your associates back at the office? Meanwhile, you both continue eating the cookies until there’s just one left. To your surprise, the man reaches over and takes it. But then he does something unexpected. He breaks it in half, and gives half to you. After he’s finished with his half he gets up, and without a word, he leaves.
 
You think to yourself, “Did this really happen?” You’re left sitting there dumbfounded and still hungry. So you go back to the kiosk and buy another box of cookies. You then return to your seat and begin opening your new box of cookies when you glance down into your traveling bag.
 
Sitting there in your bag is your original box of cookies – still unopened. Only then do you realize that when you reached for your own cookies earlier, you had reached into the other man’s bag, and grabbed his box of cookies by mistake. Now what do you think of that man? Generous? Tolerant?
 
You’ve just experienced a profound paradigm shift. You’re seeing things from a new point of view. Is it time to change your point of view?

Lord’s Clinic

I went to the Lord’s Clinic to have my routine checkup and I confirmed that I was ill. When Jesus took my blood pleasure, he saw I was low in tenderness. When he checked the temperature, the thermometer registered 40 degrees of anxiety. He ran an electrocardiogram and found that I needed several “love by-passes” since my arteries were blocked with loneliness and could not provide for an empty heart. I went to orthopedics, because I could not walk by my brother’s side and I could not hug my friends, since I had fractured myself when tripping with envy.

He also found that I was short sighted, since I could not see beyond the shortcomings of my brothers and sisters. When I complained about deafness, the diagnostic was that I had stopped listening to Jesus’s voice talking to me on a daily basis.

For all that, Jesus gave me a free consultation thanks to his mercifulness. So my pledge is to, once I leave this clinic, only take the natural remedies he prescribed through His words of truth.

Every morning, take a full glass of gratitude. When getting to work, take one spoon of peace. Every hour, take one pill of patience, one cup of brotherhood, and one glass of humility. When getting home, take one dose of love. When getting to bed, take two caplets of clear conscience.

Do not give into sadness or desperation for what you are going through today. God knows how you feel... God knows exactly with perfection what is being allowed to happen to you in your life at this precise moment. God’s purpose for you is simply perfect, He wants to show you things that only you understand by living, what you are living by being in the place that you are now.

WHEN TO KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT
DON’T OPEN YOUR MOUTH:

1. In the heat of anger - Proverbs 14:17.

2. When you don’t have all the facts - Proverbs 18:13.

3. When you haven’t verified the story - Deuteronomy 17:6.

4. If your words will offend a weaker brother - 1 Corinthians 8:11.

5. If your words will be a poor reflection of the Lord or your friends a and family - Peter 2:21-23.

6. When you are tempted to joke about sin - Proverbs 14:9.

7. When you would be ashamed of your words later - Proverbs 8:8.

8. When your tempted to make light of holy things - Ecclesiastes 5:2.

9. If your words would convey a wrong impression - Proverbs 17:27.

10. If the issue is none of your business - Proverbs 14:10.

11. When you are tempted to tell an outright lie - Proverbs 4:24.

12. If your words will damage someone’s reputation - Proverbs 16:27.

13. If your words will destroy a friendship - Proverbs 25:28.

14. When you are feeling critical - James 3:9.

15. If you can’t speak without yelling - Proverbs 25:28.

16. When it is time to listen - Proverbs 13:1.

17. If you may have to eat your words later - Proverbs 18:21.

18. If you have already said it more than one time (Then it becomes a a nagging) - Proverbs 19:13.

19. When you are tempted to flatter a wicked person - Proverbs 24:24.

20. When you are supposed to be working instead - Proverbs 14:23.

 

THOSE WHO GUARD MOUTH AND TONGUE
GUARD THEMSELVES FROM TROUBLE.
PROVERBS 21:23

Your Value In Front Of God
 
A well-known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a $20 bill. In the room of 200, he asked, “Who would like this $20 bill?”
 
Hands started going up.
 
He said, “I am going to give this $20 to one of you but first, let me do this.”
 
He proceeded to crumple the dollar bill up.
 
He then asked, “Who still wants it?”
 
Still the hands were up in the air. “Well,” he replied, “What if I do this?”
 
And he dropped it on the ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe. He picked it up, now all crumpled and dirty. “Now who still wants it?”
 
“My friends, you have all learned a very valuable lesson. Because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $20. Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way. We feel as though we are worthless. But no matter what has happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value in God’s eyes. To Him, dirty or clean, crumpled or finely creased, you are still priceless to Him.”
 
Mary Immaculate - Patroness of Our Country
                     Pray for Us
 
O God Our Creator, from your provident hand we have received our right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.  You have called us as your people and given us the right and the duty to worship You, the only true God, and Your Son, Jesus Christ.  Through the power and working of Your Holy Spirit, You call us to live out our faith in the midst of the world, bringing the light and the saving truth of the Gospel to every corner of society.
 
We ask You to bless us in our vigilance for the gift of religious liberty.  Give us the strength of mind and heart to readily defend our freedoms when they are threatened; give us courage in making our voices heard on behalf of the rights of your Church and the freedom of conscience of all people of faith.
 
Grant, we pray, O heavenly Father, a clear and united voice to all Your sons and daughters gathered in Your Church in this decisive hour in the history of our nation, so that, with every trial withstood and every danger overcome-for the sake of our children, our grandchildren, and all who come after us-this great land will always be “one nation, under God, indivisble, with liberty and justice for all.”  We ask this through Christ our Lord.  Amen.

Washington’s Prayer at Valley Forge

“I was riding with Mr. Potts near to the Valley Forge where the army lay during the war of ye Revolution, when Mr. Potts said, ‘Do you see that woods & that plain? There laid the army of Washington. It was a most distressing time of ye war, and all were for giving up the Ship but that great and good man. In that woods (pointing to a close in view) I heard a plaintive sound as of a man at prayer. I tied my horse to a sapling & went quietly into the woods. To my astonishment, I saw the great George Washington on his knees alone, with his sword on one side and his cocked hat on the other. He was at Prayer to the God of the Armies, beseeching to interpose with his Divine aid, as it was ye Crisis & the cause of the country, of humanity & of the world. Such a prayer I never heard from the lips of man. I left him alone praying. I went home & told my wife. We never thought a man could be a soldier & a Christian, but if there is one in the world, it is Washington. We thought it was the cause of God & America could prevail.”

Source:
Eyewitness testimony of Isaac Potts, a Valley Forge resident who shared the following story with the Rev. Nathaniel Randolph Snowden (1770-1851), who then recorded it in his “Diary and Remembrances.”

The story is told of St Augustine of Hippo, a great philosopher and theologian. He was preoccupied with the doctrine of the Blessed Trinity. He wanted so much to understand the doctrine of one God in three persons and to be able to explain it logically. One day he was walking along the sea shore and reflecting on this matter. Suddenly, he saw a little child all alone on the shore. The child made a whole in the sand, ran to the sea with a little cup, filled her cup with sea water, ran up and emptied the cup into the hole she had made in the sand. Back and forth she went to the sea, filled her cup and came and poured it into the hole. Augustine drew up and said to her, “Little child, what are you doing?”

She replied, “I am trying to empty the sea into this hole.”

“How do you think,” Augustine asked her, “that you can empty this immense sea into this tiny hole and with this tiny cup?”

She answered back, “And you, how do you suppose that with your small head you can comprehend the immensity of God?” With that the child disappeared.

The grace of the Lord Jesus Christ, and the love of God, and the communion of the Holy Spirit be with you all. Amen. (2 Cor 13: 14)

Who is the Holy Ghost (Holy Spirit)?

The Holy Ghost is God and the third Person of the Blessed Trinity.

(a) The Holy Ghost is also called the Holy Spirit, the Paraclete, the Advocate, the Spirit of Truth, the Spirit of God, and the Spirit of Love.

From whom does the Holy Ghost proceed?

The Holy Ghost proceeds from the Father and the Son.

(a) The Holy Ghost does not proceed from the Father and the Son by spiritual generation. Only the Son proceeds from the Father by generation. This is one of the mysterious truths that we know only from revelation.

Is the Holy Ghost equal to the Father and the Son?

The Holy Ghost is equal to the Father and the Son, because He is God.

(a) Because of the oneness of nature in the Blessed Trinity, the Father is entirely in the Son and in the Holy Ghost; the Son is entirely in the Father and in the Holy Ghost; and the Holy Ghost is entirely in the Father and in the Son. No one of the three divine Persons is outside the other, for none precedes the other in eternity, nor surpasses the other in power, nor exceeds the other in any way. This indwelling of one divine Person in the others is called circumincession.

What does the Holy Ghost do for the salvation of mankind?

The Holy Ghost dwells in the Church as the source of its life and sanctifies souls through the gift of grace.

(a) Although the sanctification of mankind, like all other outward works of God, is performed by all three Persons of the Blessed Trinity, it is attributed to the Holy Ghost, the third Person. The sanctification of mankind is attributed to the Holy Ghost because He is the love of the Father and the Son and because the sanctification of man by grace shows forth God's boundless love.

Though you may not say it. Everyone has dreamed about making the gaming winning shot, game saving tackle, game winning touchdown pass, finishing first while a large crowd is watching, etc. Sports is one of the biggest idols. It is so easy to be swept in it.

As an athlete you must pray it’s all for God’s glory and not my own. I shall honor the Lord and not myself. I am able to participate in this event because of the Lord. God has blessed me with a talent for His glory.

...1 Corinthians 9:24-27, Do you not know that the runners in the stadium all run in the race, but only one wins the prize? Run so as to win. Every athlete exercises discipline in every way. They do it to win a perishable crown, but we an imperishable one. Thus I do not run aimlessly; I do not fight as if I were shadowboxing. No, I drive my body and train it, for fear that, after having preached to others, I myself should be disqualified.

While Jesus was suffering Jesus said not My will, but your will be done. There are some sports athletes who talk about the goodness of the Lord when they are on top winning, but as soon as they are on the bottom they forget about His goodness and they have a bad attitude. I believe that God can use a loss to humble someone just like He could use a trial for the same purpose.

...Romans 8:28, We know that all things work for good for those who love God, who are called according to His purpose.

One of the greatest things about being an athlete is the training. You are taking care of the body that the Lord has given you. Always remember that physical training might have some benefits, but never forget about godliness which has greater benefits.

...1 Timothy 4:8, Train yourself for devotion, for while physical training is of limited value, devotion is valuable in every respect, since it holds a promise of life both for the present and for the future.

Never let the doubters get to you. Let no one look down on you, but be a good example for others.

Titus 2:7-8, Urge the younger men, similarly, to control themselves, showing yourself as a model of good deeds in every respect, with integrity in your teaching, dignity, and sound speech that cannot be criticized...

Win the competition the right way. Do what is needed and have self-control. Fight through the struggle, keep your eyes on the eternal prize, and keep on moving towards the finish line.

2 Timothy 2:5, Similarly, an athlete cannot receive the winner’s crown except by competing according to the rules.

LET’S PLAY BALL!!!

Do you know me...?

My real name was “Reprobus”, and I was a gigantic Canaanite of fierce appearance. I was in the service of the king of my country, but I was overcome by a desire to serve the mightiest king in the world. I found a mighty king, but discovered that he was afraid of the devil; I then served the devil, but found he was afraid of Christ. One day, we were walking along together and came upon a cross, the devil fled; I questioned him and learned that one day a man named Christ had been nailed to a cross and that this sign terrified the devil. I realized, then, that I must search for Christ.

A hermit preached the gospel to me and suggested that I serve Christ through fasting and prayer, but I told him that would not do in my case. He then indicated to me a river, in which many people drowned as they tried to cross and suggested that I help travelers to cross. This, he said, would greatly please Jesus, so I became a ferryman.

One day, a child asked me to be taken across; I put the child on my shoulder and entered the water. The river became swollen and turbulent, and the child became heavier and heavier, until I feared for my life. When I reached the other bank, the child told me that I had carried on my shoulders not only the world, but its Creator. The child promised me a sign; my staff would put forth flowers and fruit.

Because I carried Christ, I am the patron of all who serve in transport and all travelers. I had myself baptized under the name of Christopher, “Christ-bearer”, in order to serve Christ.

 

The Mountain Climber
 
They tell the story of a mountain climber who, desperate to conquer the Aconcagua, initiated his climb after years of preparation.  But he wanted the glory to himself, therefore, he went up alone.  He started climbing and it was becoming later, and later.  He did not prepare for camping, but decided to keep on going.
 
Soon it got dark.  Night fell with heaviness at a very high altitude.  Visibility was zero.  Everything was black.  There was no moon, and the stars were covered by clouds.
 
As he was climbing a ridge at about 100 meters from the top, he slipped and fell.  Falling rapidly he could only see blotches or darkness that passed.  He felt a terrible sensation of being sucked in by gravity.  He kept falling....and in those anguishing moments good and bad memories passed through his mind.  He thought certainly he would die.
 
But then he felt a jolt that almost tore him in half.  Yes!  Like any good mountain climber he had staked himself with a long rope tied to his waist.  In those moments of stillness, suspended in the air he had no other choice but to shout: “HELP ME GOD.  HELP ME!”
 
All of a sudden he heard a deep voice from heaven...
 
“What do you want Me to do?”  
 
“SAVE ME.”
 
“Do you REALLY think that I  can save you?”
 
“OF COURSE, MY GOD.”
 
“Then cut the rope that is holding you up.”
 
There was another moment of silence and stillness.  The man just held tighter to the rope.  The rescue team says that the next day they found a frozen mountain climber hanging strongly to a rope.....
 
TWO FEET OFF THE GROUND.

Mom’s A Tall Order
When the Good Lord was creating mothers, He was into His sixth day of overtime when the
angel appeared and said ”You’re doing a little of fifiddling around on this one.”
And the Lord said”Have you read the specs on this order?”
She has to be completely washable, but not plastic;
Run on black coffffee and leftovers;
Have a lap that disappears when she stands up;
A kiss that can cure anything from a broken leg to a disappointing love affffair;
And six pairs of hands.
ThThe angel shook her head slowly and said “six pairs of hands ... no way.”
“It’s not the hand that are causing me problems,” says the Lord. “It’s the three pairs of eyes
that mothers have to have.”
“ThThat’s on the standard model?” asked the angel.
ThThe Lord nodded. “One pair that sees through closed doors when she ask, ‘what are you kids
doing in there?’ when she already knows. Another here in the back of her head that sees
what she shouldn’t but what she has to know, and of course, the ones here in front that can
look at a child when he goes up and says, ‘I understand and I love you’ without so much as
uttering a word.
“Lord” said the angel, touching his sleeve gently, “come to bed. Tomorrow...”
“I can’t” says the Lord, “I’m close to creating something so close to Myself. Already I have one
who heals herself when she is sick. Can feed a family of six one one pound of hamburger...
And get a nine-year-old to stand under a shower.”
ThThe angel circled the model of a mother very slowly. “It’s so soft,” she sighed.
“But tough!” said the Lord excitedly. “You cannot imagine what this mother can do or
endure.”
“Can it think?”
“Not only think, but it can reason and compromise,” said the Creator.
Finally, the angel bent over and ran her fifingers across the cheek. “ThThere’s a leak,” she
pronounced. “I told you we were trying to put too much into this model.”
“It’s not a leak,” said the Lord, “it’s a tear.”
“What’s it for?”
“It’s for joy, sadness, disappointment, pain, loneliness and pride.”
“You’re a genius,” said the angel.
ThThe Lord looked somber. “I didn’t put it there.”

Erma Bombeck

Among the many healing stories is the story of the call of Peter. It is powerful
for us because we see the very human moment of Peter’s self-doubt: he realizes the
power of Jesus, falls down in an awareness of his own sinfulness and wants Jesus to
turn away from him because he is too sinful.
All of us can have moments of feeling we are unworthy - and the truth is that
we can never be worthy of the unending love Jesus offers us. But how blessed we are
if we realize that we are loved without limits even thought we have done nothing to
deserve that kind of love.
Knowing in a balanced humility that we are sinful is not a bad thing - but if
we get stuck there, and are tempted to turn away from Jesus as Peter did, then we have
become more focused on ourselves than on the love we are being offered.
Each morning as we awake, we can ask the Lord to open our hearts in gratitude
for what we will be offered this day. We might pause to imagine ourselves being healed
and touched by Jesus. For just a moment, we might see Jesus in front of us, His eyes
filled with such love.
Throughout the day we can remember that gentle touch from Jesus and ask
Him to continue to drive out any of those unclean spirits we may be carrying today.
What is Jesus calling me to? Who am I being invited to listen to and speak on behalf
of today? Who will come across my path today that needs Jesus’ healing through my
own care and kind words?
Dearest Jesus, be with me in this day. I can feel how much I long for a deeper
connection with You, and yet I am ashamed of my weaknesses. Touch my heart so that I
might be open to Your healing love. Let me be open to all of those You put in my life today
and let me be aware of their needs and care for them before I worry about my own. Give
me an awareness of the love that is already there for me and a generosity of heart that allows
me to share it with others. Amen.


-Taken from the University Ministry at Creighton.

Saint M. Faustina Kowalska/Divine Mercy Sunday

On October 5, 1938, a young religious by the name Sister Faustina (Helen Kowalska) died in a convent of the Congregation of Sisters of Our Lady of Mercy in Cracow, Poland. She came from a very poor family that had struggled hard on their little farm during the terrible years of WWI. Sister had had only three years of very simple education. Hers were the humblest of tasks in the convent, usually in the kitchen or the vegetable garden, or as a porter.

On February 22, 1931, Our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ appeared to this simple nun, bringing with Him a wonderful message of Mercy for all mankind. Saint Faustina tells us in her diary under this date:

“In the evening, when I was in my cell, I became aware of the Lord Jesus clothed in a white garment. One hand was raised in blessing, the other was touching the garment at the breast. From the opening of the garment at the breast there came forth two large rays, one red and the other pale. In silence I gazed intently at the Lord; my soul was overwhelmed with fear, but also with great joy. After a while Jesus said to me, ‘paint an image according to the pattern you see, with the inscription: Jesus, I trust in You.’”

Some time later, Our Lord again spoke to her:

“The pale ray stands for the Water which makes souls righteous; the red rays stands for the Blood which is the life of souls. These two rays issued forth from the depths of My most tender Mercy at that time when My agonizing Heart was opened by a lance on the Cross....Fortunate is the one who will dwell in their shelter, for the just hand of God shall not lay hold of him.”

Diary, Saint Maria Faustina Kowalska, Divine Mercy in My Soul (c) 1987 Congregation of Marians of the Immaculate Conception, Stockbridge, MA 01263. All rights reserved. Used with permission.

How do we "radiate" God's mercy to others? By our actions, our words, and our prayers. "In these three degrees," He tells Sister Faustina, "is contained the fullness of mercy" (Diary 742). We have all been called to this threefold practice of mercy, but we are not all called in the same way. We need to ask the Lord, Who understands our individual personalities and situation, to help us recognize the various ways we can each show His mercy in our daily lives.

Why to save them?

There once was a man named George Thomas, pastor in a small New England town.
One Easter Sunday morning he came to the Church carrying a rusty, bent, old bird cage, and set it by the pulpit. Eyebrows were raised and, as if in response, Pastor Thomas began to speak….
“I was walking through town yesterday when I saw a young boy coming toward me swinging his bird cage. On the bottom of the cage were three little wild birds, shivering with cold and fright. I stopped the lad and asked, “What do you have there, son?”
“Just some old birds,” came the reply.
“What are you going to do with them?” I asked.
“Take ‘em home and have fun with ‘em,” he answered. I’m gonna tease ‘em and pull out their feathers to make ‘em fight. I’m gonna have a real good time.”
“But you’ll get tired of those birds sooner or later. What will you do then?”
“Oh, I got some cats,” said the little boy. “They like birds. I’ll take ‘em to them.”
The pastor was silent for a moment. “How much do you want for those birds, son?”
“Huh?? !!! Why, you don’t want them birds, mister.
They’re just plain old field birds. They don’t sing. They ain’t even pretty!”
“How much?” the pastor asked again.
The boy sized up the pastor as if he were crazy and said, “$10?
The pastor reached in his pocket and took out a ten dollar bill.
He placed it in the boy’s hand. In a flash, the boy was gone.
The pastor picked up the cage and gently carried it to the end of the alley where there was a tree and a grassy spot.
Setting the cage down, he opened the door, and by softly tapping the bars persuaded the birds out, setting them free.
Well, that explained the empty bird cage on the pulpit, and then the pastor began to tell this story:
One day Satan and Jesus were having a conversation.
Satan had just come from the Garden of Eden, and he was gloating and boasting. “Yes, sir, I just caught a world full of people down there. Set me a trap, used bait I knew they couldn’t resist. Got ‘em all!”
“What are you going to do with them?” Jesus asked.
Satan replied, “Oh, I’m gonna have fun! I’m gonna teach them how to marry and divorce each other, how to hate and abuse each other, how to drink and smoke and curse. I’m gonna teach them how to invent guns and bombs and kill each other. I’m really gonna have fun!”
“And what will you do when you are done with them?” Jesus asked.
“Oh, I’ll kill ‘em,” Satan glared proudly.
“How much do you want for them?” Jesus asked.
“Oh, you don’t want those people. They ain’t no good. Why, you’ll take them and they’ll just hate you.
They’ll spit on you, curse you and kill you. You don’t want those people!!”
“How much? He asked again. Satan looked at Jesus and sneered, “All your blood, tears and your life.”
Jesus said, “DONE!”
Then He paid the price. The pastor picked up the cage and walked from the pulpit.
So we have Easter

The Legend of the Donkey Cross
 
No matter what their color, almost all Miniature Donkeys share the distinctive mark of a cross that extends down their back and across their shoulders.  While genetics account for this coloration, poet Mary Singer has a more touching explanation:
 
The Donkey’s Cross
 
“Bring me a colt of a donkey,” was the Master’s request.
 
A young donkey was brought to Jesus to bring Him to Jerusalem.  A week later Jesus was ordered crucified.
 
The little donkey so loved the Lord that he wanted to help Him carry the cross. 
But alas, he was pushed away.
 
The sad little donkey waited to say goodbye until nearly all had left.
As he turned to leave, the shadow of the cross fell on his back and shoulders.
And there it has remained, a tribute to the loyalty and love of one of the humblest of God’s creatures.

God’s Wings
After a forest fire in Yellowstone National Park, forest rangers began their trek up a mountain to assess the inferno’s damage. One ranger found a bird literally petrified in ashes, perched statuesquely on the ground at the base of a tree.

Somewhat sickened by the eerie sight, he knocked over the bird with a stick. When he gently struck it, three tiny chicks scurried from under their dead mother’s wings.

The loving mother, keenly aware of impending disaster, had carried her offspring to the base of the tree and had gathered them under her wings, instinctively knowing that the toxic smoke would rise. She could have flown to safety but had refused to abandon her babies.

Then the blaze had arrived and the heat had scorched her small body, the mother had remained steadfast….because she had been willing to die, so those under the cover of her wings would live.

He will cover you with His feathers, and under His wings you will find refuge.
(Psalm 91: 4)

" St. Joseph, whose protection is so great, so strong, so prompt before the throne of God, I place in you all my interests and desires. O St. Joseph, do assist me by your powerful intercession and obtain for me from your Divine Son all spiritual blessings through Jesus Christ, Our Lord; so that having engaged here below your heavenly power, I may offer my thanksgiving and homage to the most loving of Fathers. O St. Joseph, I never weary contemplating you and Jesus asleep in your arms. I dare not approach while He reposes near your heart. Press Him in my name and kiss His fine Head for me, and ask Him to return the kiss when I draw my dying breath. St. Joseph, patron of departing souls, pray for me. Amen."

A Text from our friends

[3/9, 5:21 AM] Barbara/Mobilni Vucic: I know you are still sleeping...please say thank you for anyone included in this....I dont have words to say something..Never ever did someone like this for me and my family. Im going now to pay bills. Then I go to buy food for me and my family. Then I have 2 more faimilies with children I want to buy food for whole month and clothes for children and winter shoes. Then I will give also for one family which lives in a rotten house. I will say it is from good people from St. Helena so they can pray for you all.That are my things first to do.

[3/9, 6:55 AM] Barbara/Mobilni Vucic: Just a big THANK YOU to all of you...I’m like walking in tears and people are staring at me but I dont mind... Tears of joy and thankfulness and hope and love.

[3/9, 7:00 AM] Barbara/Mobilni Vucic: Always when I come to this place there are 2 men, homeless....and they are always in cold or in heat they try to earn money here..I gave them now that they eat and money for tomorrow that they can buy something to eat. They are Catholic imigrants from Lebanon. A elder man and his son. I spoke to them. They fled because also in Lebanon the situation is very very bad. They will pray for you and me. Very nice people but heartbroken and homeless.

[3/9, 8:57 AM] Barbara/Mobilni Vucic: Yes MeSo of course I can take pictures of them...I think the wont mind...I already gave one family with children...now Im home...tomorrow I will go again and I will take pictures. There is also one women 76yr she lives alone. I will also go to her and buy her food. She is in Citluk. Also one friend of mine told me a family with children is in need that somebody pays their electricity bill, its about 250$. I asked my friend to contact the family so that they give him the bill so I can pay for them. They turned off the electricity for them.

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