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Archive - Inspirations
“Christ has no body on earth but ours,
no hands but ours, no feet but ours.
Ours are the eyes through which
the compassion of Christ
looks out upon the world,
ours are the feet with which he
goes about doing good,
our are the hands with which he
blesses his people.”
St. Teresa of Avila
Christmas Inspiration from Pope Bendict XVI
“God’s sign is the baby in need of help and in poverty. Exactly the same sign has been given to us…God’s sign is simplicity…God’s sign is that he makes himself small for us. This is how he reigns. He does not come with power and outward splendor. He comes as a baby – defenseless and in need of our help. He does not want to overwhelm us with his strength. He takes away our fear of his greatness. He asks for our love: so he makes himself a child. He wants nothing other from us than our love, through which we spontaneously learn to enter into his feelings, his thoughts, and his will – we learn to live with him and to practice with him that humility of renunciation that belongs to the very essence of love. God made himself small so that we could understand him, welcome him, and love him… Christmas has become the Feast of gifts in imitation of God who has given himself to us. Let us allow our heart, our soul, and our mind to be touched by this fact!”
BE STILL
(a poem on trusting God, by Jocelyn Soriano )
Be still my heart
and let your troubles melt away
You are loved
You are free
Yours is the earth and more
for great indeed is your inheritance
You need not be troubled
You need not fear of anything
You need not wear yourself out anymore
by efforts that have brought you nothing
You need only to rest
to trust
to believe
that everything’s going to be just fine
It will be taken care of by the Hand of God
Your prayer has been heard
even before it had been uttered
Your desires shall come to be
and no one can steal your dreams away
No one can snatch you away
from the Love of God
for you are His
and His alone
forever
Be still
and rest your weary soul
Let not your confidence lay
upon the workings of the flesh
but upon the power of the spirit
whose power is greater
in times when you rest
than in the many days that you toil
Be still
be whole
be joyful
just where you are
for who you really are
someone more wonderful than the stars
someone even more beautiful
than the rising of the sun.
God, I want to do what I can, what I should, what I must to help the poor…to diminish the crippling impact that poverty has on the lives of so many men, women and children the world over. Make me determined to commit myself, my energies, to make the poor and their needs a part of my life. Give me the courage to sacrifice for them generously and consistantly. Remind me, Lord. Don’t let me forget. Don’t take any excuses. If I drag my feet, get after me. Amen
Taken from the Xaverian Missionary Fathers booklet:
My Rosary to Our Blessed Mother Mary w/Meditations
God is for us a refuge and strength,
a helper close at hand in time of distress:
so we shall not fear though the earth should rock,
though the mountains fall into the depths of the sea,
even though its waters rage and foam,
even though the mountains be shaken by its waves.
The Lord of hosts is with us:
the God of Jacob is our stronghold.
By waiting and by calm you shall be saved,/ in quiet and in trust your strength lies. (Is 30:15b)
The kingdom of God is within you! (cf. Lk 17:21)
Inspiration, submitted by Pat Adams
“Simple kindness to one’s self and all that lives is the most powerful transformational force of all. It produces no backlash, has no downside, and never leads to loss or despair. It increases one’s own true power without exacting any toll. But to reach maximum power such kindness can permit no exceptions, nor can it be practiced with the expectation of some selfish reward. And its effect is as far reaching as it is subtle.” Dr. Hawkins
“I sought the Lord, and afterward I knew
He moved my soul to seek him, seeking me.
It was not I that found, O Savior true;
No, I was found by thee.
Thou didst reach forth thy hand and mine enfold;
I walked and sank not on the storm vexed sea.
Twas not so much that I on thee took hold,
As thou, dear Lord, on me.
I find, I walk, I love, but oh, the whole
Of love is but an answer, Lord to thee!
For thou wert long beforehand with my soul;
Always thou lovedst me.” author unknown
Bidden or unbidden, the Lord is before us always. He waits for us to find Him, again and again. When we search for Him, it is Him loving us, calling us, drawing us closer. Not from our own merits do we hear His voice, but from His own compassion and immense love.
Has the above hymn touched you? Do you have a prayer or hymn that you have found to be inspirational? Please share it, using the box below. L. Ortiz
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