O my Lord, God Almighty, Rule on the throne of my life. Set right, Set straight, Set at peace, Subjugate all within my sphere. All that I have, All that I desire, All that I am, I will to You. © 2014 Joann Nelander
From a demonstration by Aphraates, bishop Circumcision of the heart
From a demonstration by Aphraates, bishop Circumcision of the heart Law and covenant have been entirely changed. God changed the first pact with Adam, and gave a new one to Noah. He gave another to Abraham, and changed this to give a new one to Moses. When the covenant with Moses was no longer observed, … Continue reading
From a treatise on the Lord’s Prayer by Saint Cyprian, bishop and martyr He has given us life; he has also taught us how to pray
From a treatise on the Lord’s Prayer by Saint Cyprian, bishop and martyr He has given us life; he has also taught us how to pray Dear brothers, the commands of the Gospel are nothing else than God’s lessons, the foundations on which to build up hope, the supports for strengthening faith, the food that … Continue reading
Sunday Snippets–A Catholic Carnival
It’s time once again for Sunday Snippets. We are Catholic bloggers sharing weekly our best posts with one another. Join us to read and/or contribute. To participate, go to your blog and create a post titled Sunday Snippets–A Catholic Carnival. Make sure that the post links back to here, and leave a link to your snippets post on our host, RAnn’s, site, This, … Continue reading
Listening and Silent
It seems… I am always talking to You, That I am always with You, And have no doubt You are with me, Listening and silent. I am an endless monologue. You, hovering Spirit, Wordlessly eloquent Abide. You are Presence and Truth, Listening and silent, Thunderously silent, Save for the stirring of my heart, And the … Continue reading
The Art of Growing Up – My Lent
“If you spot it, you got it!” It’s common for folks to notice the faults of others, perhaps missing these very attributes in themselves. Psychology calls it “projection” . It may be the person I can’t abide simply reminds me of me. Perhaps in praying for him, a passing angel will polish away my flaws, a … Continue reading
