a trash-bag of thoughts and things that swim in the mind of a wandering fool-for-Christ, a.k.a. taong-grasa-para-kay-Kristo wannabe... "If indeed aspiring to be free and happy and deliberately poor, simple, unfit for career advancement, and just a mere human being who is fully aware of his being so is really a case for the asylum, then please count me in! This is what being a fool-for-Christ truly means! I would willingly forgo a leg and an arm to even get anywhere near being one!"
Saturday, July 19, 2014
Weeds and Wheat: On the necessity of conserving time and energy only for things that truly matter
Save your breath for things that matter. Work for the only thing that prevails in the end. Wasting time paying too much attention to the misdeeds, wrongdoings, obnoxiousness and stubbornness of others saps you of life. Use your limited time doing and being good. Let them waste theirs doing and being otherwise. Sure you may once in a while try to correct, help and guide them if doing so is warranted but just don't push too hard. Harvest time is yet to come. Make sure to be on the right side when it does. (cf. Matthew 13:24-43)
Friday, July 18, 2014
Monday, July 7, 2014
Back to Mama's Breast
They already had their fill of you.
Bread-multiplying and fishes net-bursting and wine flowed past the brim.
They have already done whatever they wanted to make of you:
A friend, a clown, a teacher, and provider;
An enemy, a king, a fool and entertainer.
They have consumed you, and praised you,
maligned and adored you,
and some just stared blankly at you.
They already had their fill of you.
It's time to claim your rest.
You are my son, my babe, my precious little one.
Come now to mama's breast.
Bread-multiplying and fishes net-bursting and wine flowed past the brim.
They have already done whatever they wanted to make of you:
A friend, a clown, a teacher, and provider;
An enemy, a king, a fool and entertainer.
They have consumed you, and praised you,
maligned and adored you,
and some just stared blankly at you.
They already had their fill of you.
It's time to claim your rest.
You are my son, my babe, my precious little one.
Come now to mama's breast.
Saturday, July 5, 2014
The Two Yokes In Matthew 11:25-30
The yoke in the gospel is of two kinds.
One of them burdens, the other uplifts.
One leads to misery and exhaustion. The other leads to happiness and refreshment.
The yoke that burdens is the yoke of SELFISHNESS and PRIDE.
The yoke that uplifts is the yoke of SELFLESSNESS and HUMILITY.
The latter is the yoke of Jesus.
This is what he offers in exchange of the one that drains life out of each of us.
Let us find rest in Jesus!
Let us take up the yoke of Jesus!
One of them burdens, the other uplifts.
One leads to misery and exhaustion. The other leads to happiness and refreshment.
The yoke that burdens is the yoke of SELFISHNESS and PRIDE.
The yoke that uplifts is the yoke of SELFLESSNESS and HUMILITY.
The latter is the yoke of Jesus.
This is what he offers in exchange of the one that drains life out of each of us.
Let us find rest in Jesus!
Let us take up the yoke of Jesus!
Eπιτάφιος
Grateful to my dear Missionaries of Mary friends: Sr. Katarzyna, Sr. Rachel, Sr. Edith and Sr. Sophie, whose mother sent us this most precious gift, a high-quality print-on-cloth of an Eπιτάφιος (Epitaphios: cloth-icon of the burial of the Savior).
We consecrated the Eπιτάφιος after celebrating the First Saturday Eucharist.
"Noble Joseph took down your most pure body from the tree, wrapped it in a clean shroud, covered it with spices and laid it in a new tomb..."
We consecrated the Eπιτάφιος after celebrating the First Saturday Eucharist.
"Noble Joseph took down your most pure body from the tree, wrapped it in a clean shroud, covered it with spices and laid it in a new tomb..."
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