Pope’s childhood letter to Baby Jesus shows his faith :: Catholic News Agency (CNA)

Pope’s childhood letter to Baby Jesus shows his faith :: Catholic News Agency (CNA).

Sunday Snippets–A Catholic Carnival

Hello, and welcome. We are a group of Catholic bloggers who gather weekly to share our best posts with each other. Join us to read and contribute if you like. Make sure that post links back to Sunday Snippets–A Catholic Carnival. Don’t forget to leave a link to your post on our host, at RAnn’s site, This, That and the Other Thing.

Here are my contributions from the past week:

2012 Landscape Dreams Photo Contest Winners

Babe of All Perfection

Prayer to the Powerful Babe

The Shawl of Prayer

Rejoice! Gaudete

2012 Landscape Dreams Photo Contest Winners

Thank you to all who voted in the contest, especially if you voted for my sister’s entry or mine.

My sister, Bernadette Buechler, is  First Prize Winner. Go Sis!

Here is her photo entitled:

“Sunset Tapestry Over White Sands:

Sunset Tapestry Over White Sands by Bernadetter Buechler


Also a winner, yours truly. Again thank you for your vote.
I am listed as “Lelander” in the winners list, but honestly, that’s me, and that is, NELANDER, thank you very much!

Here’s my winning photograph, entitled:

“Sunset Majesty”

Here’s the list:


Visit Bernadette’s Willowtree Studio here.

Babe of All Perfection


O happy Babe.
Babe of All Perfection,
Your little heart, so full of love,
Your face radiant,
Reflected in Your mother’s gaze.
Your soul, ablaze!
Hearth of longing and compassion,
The Family of Nations comes to adore You

©2011 Joann Nelander

Prayer to the Powerful Babe

O, Jesus, True God,
Beginning human life
In the womb of Mary,
I come to You in Your first moments,
O powerful Babe.

Mother Mary’s "Fiat"
Brought the Father’s Will to Earth,
Wrapped in the stuff of Man,
Purity’s Flesh emerging as cells divide.

I come to You, God-Man,
In Your holy beginning,
Awaiting, with all creation,
The formation of Your Sacred Heart
In Time.

O, Happy Fruition,
O, Incarnate Son,
In Mary’s virginal womb,
Bless with inner healing
The whole of my life.
Bring to my concupiscence
Conformity to the Father’s Will.

I am the least in my Father’s house,
But by my spiritual visitation,
My willing presence,
In the nascent Being of the Christ,
One, so small and mean as me,
Can find a home
As the Heart of Jesus
Is formed and fired.

O, powerful Babe,
O, pure and holy Fetus,
I trust in You
From Your beginning
As Prophet, Priest and King,
To bring me,
And all creation,
To a happy end.

Copyright Joann Nelander 2011

All rights reserved

The Shawl of Prayer

Death walks;
Brandishing fear,  it stalks.
The faint of heart succumb.
None but the tried remain true
In vigil, wed to You.
Where comes the glue
To see it through,
The fortitude to stretch to the measure,
Stand tall,
When others fall?
Fast and pray
You’re want to say,
Gather yourself,  putting not aside,
The Shawl of prayer
That incense fill the air.
Battles are bought,
With Christ’s Blood fought.
Altar of Sacrifice lowered from heaven
Priestly prayers and words divine
Transform proffered bread and wine.
Humanity purchased on a tree
Celebrated remembering Thee,
Death defeated  and fear it’s victory denied
Grace carries the least able
To Heaven’s Feast at Eucharistic Table.
©2012 Joann Nelander