So I just signed up for my first ever 5K run. It’s going to be the middle of July and I’m doing it with my classmates, TAs and teacher. I’m really excited about this because I know it’s going to help motivate me to get healthy. Here’s the website http://thecolorrun.com/annarbor/#volunteer
I’ll keep y’all posted on my couch potato to 5K experience.
Thought for the day:
With God all things are possible. He is my strength and my salvation!
When Christ was on the cross He thought of you. He also thought of your neighbor who only goes to church on Christmas and Easter, He thought about your co-worker who always gets on your nerves. Get the point?
All around me the voices fill the air, the voices of the innocent pleading for help. I hear them cry out. They cry for safety, for protection and most of all for love. It’s the same now as it was then. Herod killed thousands of children out of fear that he would lose his kingdom and his power. Today countless women kill their children out of fear that they may lose control of their own lives. Both of these killings are done of out fear, fear of pain, responsibility, sacrifice and change. If only they could feel the pain of the children and hear their silent cries of anguish. Maybe then the senseless killing, the violence and pain would end. During Herod’s reign the children had no voice, the mothers’ cries were ignored and any attempt to stop the killing only ended in more violence and pain for those responsible for the attempts. Today the children still have no voice and any attempts to stop the violence are again silenced through more pain and suffering. The innocent children have no voice. They are mercilessly being killed for the sake of “convenience.” Will you risk your comfort and wellbeing? Will you risk your reputation? Will you act even though it may cost you family relationships and friendships? The innocent children still have no voice! Will you be that voice?
Thought for the day:
“God, the Lord of life, has entrusted, to men the noble mission of safeguarding life, and men must carry it out in a manner worthy of themselves. Life must be protected with the utmost care from the moment of conception: abortion and infanticide are abominable crimes.”
Gaudium et Spes
I don’t have a lot of time to write because I need to get up early but here’s a little bit about the weekend.
First there was a sister there from a community I visited last year. It was wonderful to be able to see her again and catch up with her. Also there was a lot of time spent in Adoration, nature and with the other women on the retreat. I got to meet the young woman with whom I’ll be living next year and the two of us get along really well which is nice to know. I also had a talk with one of the Sisters of Mercy of Alma through which God has shown me some really surprising things about His plan for the coming year. I’ll post more about that as well as some of the quotes, hints and tips that I learned this weekend.
Thought for the day: God is so pleased when a person comes to Him to ask for His mercy that He says “If only I could have done more for you”
I know I technically already wrote a post for today but I wanted to let you all know that I’m going to be out of town this weekend. I will post on Sunday when I got back but I will not be able to post tomorrow as we are leaving at seven fifteen am. I will be praying for you this weekend.
Thought for the day.
“He loves, He hopes, He waits. If He came down on our altars on certain days only, some sinner, on being moved to repentance, might have to look for Him, and not finding Him, might have to wait. Our Lord prefers to wait Himself for the sinner for years rather than keep him waiting one instant.” Saint Peter Julian Eymard
JMJDTF+ Hello everyone! Happy and blessed Easter season to you all. This is a somewhat new venture for me. I’ve had a few blogs before but they’ve never really gotten very far. I’ve never really been dedicated to writing every day so I would go through spurts of blogging and then forget about the fact that I had a blog. I’ve been doing a lot of pondering lately about how I can share Christ with all of you people out in cyberspace and a few things happened that have lead to the start of this blog. I wrote an email to a friend of mine catching her up on my life and she wrote back saying that I should write a book. A few days later I was talking with a friend of mine who herself has written a book and she said that she thought I should try doing this in blog format. The day after that conversation I was talking with some friends, one of whom is very computer savvy, and he said that he would be willing to help so here I am. I don’t know exactly what the point of this blog is going to be except that I’ve had some pretty powerful and amazing things happen in this past year and I want to be able to, hopefully, lead you to a deeper relationship with Christ, His mother Mary, the Saints and the Angels. That’s my hope anyway. I can only pray that God will use me, His little scribe, to help lead you to Him.
I want to share a poem that God wrote through me recently. This past year I was diagnosed with both stress induced depression and sever anxiety. I was also experiencing a very dry spell in my walk with Christ. I felt very alone and it was really difficult for me (more about this in later posts I’m sure.) This poem was written the other week and I hope it can help you or people you know who may be struggling right now. Don’t forget, with God all things are possible! ❤
The Mosaic. Broken and shattered on the ground My life is in pieces scattered and torn. Gone are my dreams, plans and hopes. I am scared hurt and alone. Who can help me? Who can I turn to for help? I see a man approach the shards of what used to be my life. As He bends down to pick up a rough and jagged piece, I look in His eyes and see pain and sorrow. Pain that I am in pain and sorrow at the sadness I feel. I also see hope in His eyes, “What hope is there for me?” I think as I continue to watch Him pick up my life piece by jagged piece. Each piece He picks up cuts into His hands as He feels my pain for Himself. “What’s the point?” I ask Him, “how could any good come from the broken pieces of my life?” “Come” He says, “Come and see” as He puts His bleeding hands on my shoulder. I turn to see what He had been working on this whole time and I see a mosaic of a sword. It is big, powerful and absolutely beautiful. “How could this be?” I asked Him. “Surely that isn’t my life?” He turned to me with a smile and said “With God, all things are possible” and led me home.
Have a wonderful Friday, don’t forget what Christ did for you on a long ago Friday, and don’t forget to “thank God ahead of time!” ~Maggie Rose.
Thought for the day: God is your father. You are the child of THE KING! ❤