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My Morning Prayer

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If  Time and Space and all the created resist You, their Maker, let me be the void, a nothing, a nobody, empty as a vacuum, demanding Your entrance by Love if not by law.  Fill my space and time.  Topple my pride by Your Uncreated Presence. Now master chaotic waters and silence my current.  Still the fallen artistry of the proud “I, myself.”

Conqueror of all You survey, probe me, and finding me “all flaw”,  reign in Your handiwork, Oh Hearer of my prayer.  One person, one prayer, one poor heart’s entreaty; who can resist You or stand in the way of  Your advance?  My faith rests in Your infinity, your unending answer to trust.  Love transforms the Law by Covenant.  “The Lord sat enthrones over the flood; the Lord sits as King for ever.” (Psalm 29)

Lenten Reading Plan – Day 5- Mar 2

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crucificionicon12Day5  Church Fathers Lenten Reading Plan 3/2/09

St Ignatius of Antoch: Letter to the Ephesians: complete

Day 5 Lite Version

St. Ignatius of Antioch: Letter to the Ephesians:15-21

Compilation of Lenten readings

Printer-Friendly Version of Outline: Church Fathers Lenten Reading Plan PDF

Lion’s Roar:

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This morning I’m thinking about the Church.  I love Sundays.  I hear the lion’s roar, “and then he cried out in a loud voice as a lion roars.”(Rev. 10:3)  The lion thunders out, crying “full-throated and unsparing like a trumpet blast…”  “When He roars his sons shall come…”  (Hoses 11:10)  On Sundays,with tremendous power, the Lion of the tribe of Judah summonses the gathering of the Church from all corners of the earth for a great feast.  Even in Lent, the season of fasting, the Church prepares a banquet.  The Lion, Himself, provides the meal, prepared Himself of Himself.  It is here that the Lion becomes the Little Lamb that was slain, but now lives.

Unborn and Unwanted

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In a universe replete with Space and Time and Bounty,

the Sign of the Times reads “No Room In The Inn.”

Conceived first in the Mind of God, and then in Mother’s womb.

There remains but little of  Time for you.

Come home to My Arms, O Little One.

Outside of  Time, in Mysterious Space,

My Angels will sing you a welcome.

Home, now, the Sonshine of Father’s Face.

Merit for the Unborn

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They will never see the light of a birth day.  Yet accomplishment will be theirs. Because God created them, because they exist, because they have mother and father, ancestors and life, because I want eternity as much for them as for myself, I pray God grant them merit and reward.

In the Name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit, through Whom and for Whom all things were created, I pray the blessings of mercy and forgiveness, redemption and conversion, be bequeathed to the lineage of the Little Ones soon to die; aborted, reduced, researched and materialized. Amen.

In the world to come, may you be thanked for the mercy that flowed in answer to this prayer straight  from the throne of God to your fore-bearers countless in number.  May you be embraced in eternity as you never were in life, save for the Heart of God.

Believe it!

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Monsignor Raun, this morning:

We say, “We’ll believe it when we see it.”  God says, “You’ll see it when you believe it!”  He was speaking of conversions.  The God who turned Saul into Paul is still in the business.