Thursday, January 27, 2022

Knot In Your Life!




The Knots Prayer


O God,
please untie the knots
that are in my mind,
my heart, and my life.

Remove the have nots,
the can nots and the do nots
that I have in my mind.

Erase the will nots,
may nots, might nots
that find a home in my heart.

Release me from the could nots,
would nots, and should nots
that obstruct my life.

And most of all, God,
I ask that you remove from my mind
my heart and my life all of the      
‘am nots'
that I have allowed to hold me back,
especially the thought
that I am not good enough.
Amen.
Author Unknown . . .

Heart-warming Prayer of Love. . .


Artist: Doris Klein, CSA



God speaks to the Soul . . .
And God said to the soul:
I desired you before the world began.
I desire you now as you desire me,
And where the desires of two come together
There love is perfected.

How the soul speaks to God . . .
God, you are my lover,
My longing,
My flowing stream,
My sun,
And I am your reflection.

How God answers the soul . . .
It is my nature that makes me love you often,
For I am love itself.
It is my longing that makes me love you intensely,
For I yearn to be loved from the heart.
It is my eternity that makes me love you long,
For I have no end.

Prayer of Mechtild of Magdeburg

Wednesday, January 26, 2022

Look - it - ing!!

 Story: The Land of the Mighty Mountain

There was once a country famed far and wide for its holy mountain.  People from all over the world had heard about the holy mountain, but the strange thing was, the people who actually lived in that country had a habit of walking around with their eyes always focused on the ground.  They never lifted their heads. And if you asked them what they were doing, they would tell you: ‘We are searching for the holy mountain, of course. Why don’t you join us in the search? This is where you must look.’

And so they lived their lives, restless, moving round in circles, walking up and down the many lanes and alleyways of their country, poring over their maps and arguing with each other about where, exactly, the holy mountain was to be found.


Meanwhile, the holy mountain soared to the skies, waiting patiently for the people to discover its beauty and its power, and saddened to watch them picking their way through the world and never stopping to look up.


In one part of the country, there was a large lake, with water as smooth as glass. The mountain was reflected in this lake, and many of the people of that country would gather around the lake, point to the reflection and claim that they had discovered the mountain.  Some of them jumped into the lake and were drowned. Others thought that the mountain had an evil influence, and turned away from the lake. Others decided that, after all, there was no such thing as a holy mountain.


Then one day, amid all the hustle and bustle of the people’s desperate search for the mountain, one of them fell over, and was almost trampled to death by the milling feet all around him. He lay there, flat on his back, thinking that his end must surely be close, when to his amazement; he looked up and saw the holy mountain towering serenely above him. He tried to tell everyone what he had seen, but no one believed him, so he set off alone to seek out the path that would lead him to the mountain.


It was a hard journey, for the path was sometimes steep and perilous, and he kept losing sight of his goal. Many times he fell in his journeying, and every time he fell, he would see, once more, the mountain he was searching for, and be encouraged to keep on walking.  And as he walked, he noticed that the only other people on the path to the mountain were disabled or sick, or were carrying some great load that had made them topple over in their need.  He realized that only those who had fallen were ever able to see the mountain, and only those who knew the full meaning of the word ‘down’ could ever look up. (Source Unknown)

The view of the mountains over Baker Lake in Shasta County, California.

Tuesday, January 25, 2022

Ever-Present God!

 May God stand with you when you are devastated by tragedy or 

circumstance. When you become paralyzed by your reality, 

may God catch you in arms of tenderness and hold you 

with unwavering love. May you be stilled and quieted by the 

realization that God will never let you go or abandon you. 

May you know the blessing of God's Care for you. --Maxine Shonk, OP





Monday, January 24, 2022

Spirituality . . .

 



Parker J. Palmer in A Hidden Wholeness

The soul is like a wild animal — tough, resilient, savvy, 
self-sufficient  and yet exceedingly shy. If we want to see 
a wild animal, the last thing we should do is to go crashing 
through the woods, shouting for the creature to come out. 
But if we are willing to walk quietly into the woods and sit 
silently for an hour or two at the base of a tree, the creature 
we are waiting for may well emerge, and out of the corner of 
an eye we will catch a glimpse of the precious wildness we seek.

Thursday, January 20, 2022

Feast Day, January 21 . . . Agnes of Rome . . .

 


 Statue at Congregation of Sisters of St. Agnes Motherhouse                                www.csasisters.org


Someone once wrote: If you were accused of being a Christian, would there be enough evidence to convict you?

This is a question to reflect upon today as we celebrate a true Christian martyr, the spiritual inspiration of our founders and exemplification of selfless devotion to God.  As I pondered this question and its connection to the call to being a faith witness, it reminded me of the time I was living in Menomonee Falls, WI. One day, two very young men from the new Open Bible Church appeared at my door with their bibles in hand and asked me, “Have you chosen Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior?” 

This resulted in a twenty-minute sharing of conversion stories and Scripture texts– and when they departed, I reflected on how skilled they were in locating just the right passage to prove their faith and convictions; I admired their desire to give testimony to the power of God in their lives, their eagerness to have me make a commitment, and their overall tenacity!  So I asked myself, would I be able to do what they are doing? How do I witness the Word and Wonder of God?

Today we gather to remember and to celebrate St. Agnes of Rome, under whose patronage CSA was founded and called into being.  She declared herself Christian in a pagan society and committed herself to remain virgin in a patriarchal culture.  She gave testimony that she had chosen Jesus Christ as her Lord and Savior with the public sacrifice of her life.

Much of her life and death are surrounded by legend, but early writings tell us that Agnes was born into a wealthy and powerful Roman Christian family and, according to tradition, she suffered martyrdom at the age of 12 or 13 during the reign of the Roman Emperor Diocletian on January 21, in the year 305. 

The story is told how the Prefect Sempronius wished Agnes to marry his son; for women at that time were property of the State and had children to promote the State's agenda.  But Agnes refused and remained adamant that she had consecrated her virginity to Jesus Christ.

Her refusal was considered an act of treason and punishable by death.   At that time, Roman law did not permit the execution of virgins, so Sempronius had a naked Agnes dragged through the streets to a brothel.  In one version of the story, it is said that as she processed through the streets, Agnes prayed, and her hair grew and covered her entire body.

Some also asserted that all of the men who attempted to rape her were immediately struck blind.  She was sentenced to death with many other Christian companions who refused to worship the Roman gods and to pay homage to the emperor as divine.

Legend has it that Agnes went unshackled to her death because all the irons were too large for her wrists.  According to some accounts, when Agnes was led out to die, she was tied to a stake; however the bundle of wood would not burn or the flames parted away from her.  As a result, the officer in charge of the troops drew his sword and beheaded her.  


Agnes grew up in a patriarchal culture, whose religion included many gods – a religion of laws, customs, and prescriptions that no longer had the power to define her.  Agnes chose a new way of life – a life of virginity.  She was resolute in choosing her own power in Christ to define her new identity.

She is one of seven women commemorated by name in the prayers of the Liturgy of the Eucharist.  She is the patron saint of gardeners, young girls, engaged couples, rape victims, and virgins.  For her steadfast faith, she has been honored as a martyr. Agnes, like many of the early Christian martyrs, is referred to as a “red martyr” as she shed her blood for Christ. Throughout the history of the Church, there have been many of these brave women and men who chose death, rather than to forsake Christ.

So, we may ask . . . are there martyrs today?  Is there heroic and courageous witness for faith happening in our lifetime?  Are we brave, steadfast, and worthy enough to be counted among their ranks as genuine witnesses to our faith?


Indeed, there are new witnesses of faith who have been killed because they professed their faith, promoted Christian values and convictions, held fast to a stance of social justice and non-violence, or who were voices for the poor, the least, the last, and the lost, or who died at the hands of persons with hatred for the faith.  These witnesses bring us both hope and inspiration that God’s reign is truly alive in and among us, calling us to reflect on our own lives and willingness to sacrifice genuinely and selflessly.

These modern Christian witnesses most certainly are the new heroes and she-roes of our times who work for social justice at risk to their own lives – Let us recall:
• Oscar Romero of San Salvador, a champion of the poor who was assassinated while celebrating liturgy;
• Jean Donovan, Sisters Dorothy Kazel, Ita Ford, and Maura Clarke, murdered by Salvadoran government troops in 1980;
•  S. Dorothy Stang, SSND, who in Feb. of 2005, was murdered in the Amazon because she was outspoken in her efforts on behalf of the poor and the environment.      
• In April of 2014, Jesuit priest, Fr. Frans van der Lugt, 75, who served the poor and homeless in Syria for 50 years and who refused to leave the war-torn country and was beaten and killed by two bullets to the head.
• In Sept. of 2014, three Italian women religious, Bernadetta, age 79, Luica, age 75 and Olga, age 82 years of age) were beaten, raped, and stabbed to death in Burundi, Africa as a result of a botched robbery and, other reports assert, that it was because their convent was built  on the perpetrators’ ancestral land.
• And today, we undoubtedly, remember our own women of faith –CSA Sisters Maureen Courtney,(45) Jenny Flor Altamirano, (26) and Teresa de Jesus Rosales,(24) who happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time – young women who gave testimony with their lives as they lived justice in action and faith-filled generosity.         



  Tomb of St. Agnes in Rome
                                                                                                               
So what is the Good News for us today?
• Our God continues to invite everyone to live with hope, trust, courage, and faith.  We are all called to be new witnesses of the Risen Jesus living the Beatitudes in this earthly community. 
• As in the reading from Romans, we celebrate all witnesses who risk everything and refuse to be separated from the love of God; may we strive to model their zeal, courage, and conviction.                                           
• That like Agnes, when we find ourselves standing alone in our vulnerabilities, limitations,  powerlessness, doubts, dilemmas, and decisions that affect the social, economic, cultural, religious, and political challenges of life – may we more and more learn to call upon the Spirit for guidance, grit, and grace - for it is in God that we live and move and have our being.   
• That like Agnes, we are all called to claim our new identity as women and men of faith in the 21st century – we pray to be attentive and open to the signs of our time, while  remaining faithful to our own integrity as individuals, as a congregation, and as  People of God in the church and world community.


So let us ponder again the question of the day: 
If we were accused of being a Christian, would there be enough evidence to convict us?




The Gift of Chaos and Darkness . . .

 

May God enter into all that confuses you and holds you in unrest and unknowing. May you be blessed with the willingness to abide in the confusion long enough to allow God to be revealed there. May this God who, at the beginning of time, brought beauty and order out of chaos and darkness, bring you to a deep calm and a holy understanding of divine purpose. 

May the God of Clarity bless you always.

 --Maxine Shonk, OP




Wednesday, January 19, 2022

Blessing This Day

 

 




I only want to see the day ahead,
My attention will not go     
 backward into my history,
And my attention will not go forward
 into my future.
 

I am committed to staying only in
 the present time,
To remaining grounded in my world,
To feeling a bond with each person
 I meet,
To respecting my own integrity
 and my own honor,
To living within the energy of love
 and compassion this day,
And returning to that energy when
 I don’t feel it,
To making wise and blessed choices
 with my will, 
To maintaining perceptions of                  
wisdom and non-judgment,
To release the need to know why things happen the way they do,
And to not project expectations over how
I want this day to be ___
And how I want others to be.


And finally, my last prayer to trust the Divine.
With that I bless my day with gratitude and love.

 

    Caroline Myss

https://www.myss.com/

Listening in the Silence . . .

 

Let all my world be silent in your presence, Lord

so that I may hear what you may say in my heart.

Your words are so softly spoken

that no one can hear them,

except in deep silence.

But to sit alone and listen in silence

is to rise completely above our natural powers,

it is to rise above our selves.

Guigo II




The Wonder of Mystery . . .The Mystery of Wonder . . .

 




The way to prayer leads through acts of wonder

and radical amazement.

The illusion of total intelligibility,

the indifference to total mystery that is everywhere,

the foolishness of ultimate self-reliance

are serious obstacles along the way.

 

It is in moments of our being faced with

the mystery of knowing and not knowing,

of love and the inability of love,

that we pray,

that we address ourselves to God

who is beyond the mystery.

  Abraham Joshua Heschel

Thursday, January 13, 2022

An Everywhere God . . .

Some people prefer solitude.

They say their peace of mind depends on this.

Others say they would be

better off in church.

If you do well, you do well wherever you are.

If you fail, you fail wherever you are.

Your surroundings don't matter.


God is with you everywhere . . . 

in the marketplace

as much as in seclusion or in the church.


If you look for nothing but God,

nothing or no one can disturb you.

God is not distracted by a multitude of things.

Nor can we be.

Meister Eckhart



Wednesday, January 12, 2022

All One . . .

 

True love is delicate and kind,

full of gentle perception and understanding,

full of beauty and grace,

full of joy unutterable.

There should be some flavor of this

in all our love for others.

We are all one.

We are one flesh in the Mystical Body . . .

With such a love

one would see all things new,

we would begin to see people

as they really are,

as God sees them.

Dorothy Day

Source unknown




 

 

Remembering . . .



 "Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter." Martin Luther King Jr.




The Extraordinary Ordinary!

 


Blessing the Ordinary

 

Let these words

lay themselves

like a blessing

upon your head,

your shoulders,

 

As if,

like hands,

they could pass on

to you what you most need

for this day,

 

as if they could

anoint you

not merely for

the path ahead

 

but for this

ordinary moment

that opens itself

to you - -

 

opens itself

like another hand

that unfurls itself,

that reaches out

to gather

these words

in the bowl

of its palm.

 

You may think

this blessing

lives within

these words,

 

but I tell you

it lives

in the reaching;

 

it lives

in the ache

where this blessing

begins;

 

it lives

in the hollow

made by the place

where the hands

of this blessing

meet.

From: Circle of Grace by Jan Richardson

 http://www.janrichardson.com/index.htmlichardson.com 

Tuesday, January 11, 2022

Cana New Wine!

 


                                                This photo by Unknown Author is licensed under CC BY-NC-ND


Cana Wine
By Irene Zimmerman, SSSF
Woman Un-Bent (p.31)

“The weather’s so hot and no more wine’s to be bought in all of Cana!
It’s just what I feared . . . just why I begged my husband to keep the wedding small.”

“Does he know?” Mary asked.
“Not yet. Oh, the shame!
Look at my son and his beautiful bride!
They’ll never be able to raise their heads again, not in this small town.”

“Then don’t tell him yet.”

Mary greeted the guests as she made her way through crowded reception rooms.
“I must talk to you, Son,” she said unobtrusively.

Moments later he moved toward the back serving rooms. They hadn’t seen each other since the morning he’d left her . . . before the baptism and the desert time.
They could talk tomorrow on the way to Capernaum.

She spoke urgently, her words both request and command to him: “They have no wine.”
But he hadn’t been called yet! He hadn’t felt it yet. Would she send him so soon to the hounds and jackals? For wine?

Was wine so important then?
“Woman, what concern is that to you and me? My hour has not yet come.”
Her unflinching eyes reflected to him his twelve-year-old self telling her with no contrition: “Why were you searching for me? Did you not know that I must be in my Father’s house?”

She left him standing there . . . vine from her stock, ready for fruit bearing . . . and went to the servants. “Do whatever he tells you,” she said.

From across the room she watched them fill water jars, watched the chief steward drink from the dripping cup, saw his eyes open in wide surprise.
She watched her grown son toast the young couple, watched the groom’s parents and guests raise their cups.

She saw it all clearly: saw the Best Wine pouring out for them all.


"The Wedding Guest"

 



In John's Gospel, we get a glimpse of what our God does best and enjoys the most – God enjoys being with people in the ordinary and extraordinary times of their lives. God desires to be “guest” in the everyday happenings of our lives. In John’s Gospel, there are many layers and levels of meaning as well as a great many symbols throughout his writings.

In this Sunday’s Gospel, Jesus, his Mother, and disciples are invited to a wedding celebration. Now his time has come – for in this “Book of Signs”, his public ministry begins.  Here at this wedding, he is not the host of the feast, but a guest like everyone else. His ministry now opens with a gesture of hospitality in an intimate, personal, and familial setting. With the sensitivity of his Mother, he is informed that the wine at the feast has run out.  (We all know how this can be an embarrassment for the Wedding Planner and the bride and groom!) He is now moved to respond not only to the lack of wine but to free the young couple from shame and embarrassment.

In his creative imagination, he notices the six stone water jars standing dutifully at the entrance of the home. These jars held 20-30 gallons of water for the Jewish purification rituals of washing hands after each course of the meal. It is here within these jars that the power and presence of God is experienced.  Much like in Genesis: “And the Spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters. . .” - that with Jesus’ blessing hovering over the waters within the jars, scarcity becomes abundance, shame is released and honor restored, the ordinary becomes the extraordinary, and simple waters of purification now become choice wine.  Can you imagine? Now they have at least 150 -180 gallons of choice wine!  A wine that probably would win First Prize at a wine tasting forum which selects the best wine to meet the criteria of outstanding quality, value, availability, and excitement! 

However, in this “sign” – the old is made new – the waters of purification reflecting tradition and customs has now been transformed into a new wine. This is a new time; a new age, the Kingdom is NOW! – the Messiah is in their midst – God is “in the flesh” and Jesus is the New Wine!!  God is manifesting abundance, extravagance, endless and unconditional generosity in the person of Jesus! Let us celebrate!





Sunday, January 9, 2022

Beloved . . .

 




BELOVED IS WHERE WE BEGIN

If you would enter
into the wilderness,
do not begin
without a blessing.

Do not leave
without hearing
who you are:
Beloved,
named by the One
who has traveled this path
before you.

Do not go
without letting it echo
in your ears,
and if you find
it is hard
to let it into your heart,
do not despair.
That is what
this journey is for.

 I cannot promise
this blessing will free you
from danger,
from fear,
from hunger
or thirst,
from the scorching
of sun
or the fall
of the night.

But I can tell you
that on this path
there will be help.

I can tell you
that on this way
there will be rest.

I can tell you
that you will know
the strange graces
that come to our aid
only on a road
such as this,
that fly to meet us
bearing comfort
and strength,
that come alongside us
for no other cause
than to lean themselves
toward our ear
and with their
curious insistence
whisper our name:

Beloved.

Beloved.

Beloved.

– Jan Richardson –
Circle of Grace: A Book of Blessings for the Seasons                                                                         

  © Jan Richardson. janrichardson.com.

Light in the times of darkness . . .

 


 Blessed Are You Who Bear The Light

Blessed are you

who bear the light

in unbearable times,

who testify

to its endurance

amid the unendurable,

who bear witness

to its persistence

when everything seems

in shadow

and grief.

 

Blessed are you

in whom

the light lives,

in whom

the brightness blazes ___

your heart

a chapel,

an altar where

in the deepest night

can be seen

the fire that

shines forth in you

in unaccountable faith,

in stubborn hope,

in love that illumines

every broken thing

it finds.


Author: Jan Richardson                                         

From Circle of Grace

 http://www.janrichardson.com/index.htmlichardson.com 
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