Saturday, January 31, 2009
How to Handle Critics
Theodore Roosevelt
Friday, January 30, 2009
The great use of life is to spend it for something that will outlast it. - William James
Life consists not in holding good cards but in playing those you hold well.
Josh Billings
When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, "I used everything you gave me".
Erma Bombeck
The purpose of life is a life of purpose.
Robert Byrne
Be glad of life because it gives you the chance to love and to work and to play and to look up at the stars.
Henry Van Dyk
Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets.
Arthur Miller
All the art of living lies in a fine mingling of letting go and holding on.
Henry Ellis
In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.
Robert Frost
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Q. What’s the big deal just making out with a girl?
Unfortunately, the same distortion of reality happens when it comes to our relationships. Because we’re exposed to constant sexual references on TV, video games, magazines, music, and hallway conversations at school, we begin to think that our relationships must be pretty wholesome. But if we step back from all the lies and distortions that we see every day, and look into our own hearts, we’ll begin to see a very different view of our sexuality.
So, when it comes to making out with a girl, ask yourself one question: Isn’t there something in you that wants it to be a big deal?
Beneath all the locker room bragging about sexual conquests on prom night, I know that in every guy there is a deeper longing to want to cherish a girl. When a guy thinks about his bride, he doesn’t think of “getting some” from her. He thinks about giving his life for her. Why, then, as we wait for the big day, do we devalue the girls (and ourselves)?
I remember making out with girls in high school, and convincing myself that it wasn’t a big deal. But now I wish more than anything that I reserved such kisses for my bride, instead of dispensing them to girls who I never saw again after graduation. But at the time you don’t think about the future. You just look at the classmates around you, and you figure that this is just the way life is supposed to be.
What happens to the unsuspecting teen is that the initial intimacy and excitement of a kiss is worn thin when he or she begins to give it away like it’s a handshake. The profound meaning and depth of simple acts of affection are lost when we settle for hook-ups. The world would like to tell us that we’re acquiring better dating skills, but we’re really just we numbing ourselves.
So, before you go there again, ask yourself: How many memories of passionate kisses do I want my future bride to have with other guys? So, why not save your memory for her, too? Not only is your purity a gift for her, it will make her affection seem more unique to you as well. In the long run, this will bond the two of you much closer than all the “experience” the world recommends you have before marriage.
from: http://www.chastity.com/chastity/index.php?id=7&entryid=300
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
The Chain of Love
He was driving home one evening, on a two-lane country road. Work, in this small mid-western community, was almost as slow as his beat-up Pontiac. But he never quit looking. Ever since the Levis factory closed, he'd been unemployed, and with winter raging on, the chill had finally hit home.
It was a lonely road. Not very many people had a reason to be on it, unless they were leaving. Most of his friends had already left. They had families to feed and dreams to fulfill. But he stayed on. After all, this was where he buried his mother and father. He was born here and knew the country.
He could go down this road blind, and tell you what was on either side, and with his headlights not working, that came in handy. It was starting to get dark and light snow flurries were coming down. He'd better get a move on.
You know, he almost didn't see the old lady, stranded on the side of the road. But even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her.
Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn't look safe, he looked poor and hungry. He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was that chill that only fear can put in you. He said, "I'm here to help you m'am. Why don't you wait in the car where it's warm. By the way, my name is Joe."
Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough Joe crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt. As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down her window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn't thank him enough for coming to her aid. Joe just smiled as he closed her trunk.
She asked him how much she owed him. Any amount would have been alright with her. She had already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. Joe never thought twice about the money. This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way. He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance that they needed, and Joe added "...and think of me".
He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight. A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The cash register was like the telephone of an out of work actor, it didn't ring much.
Her waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn't erase. The lady noticed that the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered Joe.
After the lady finished her meal, and the waitress went to get her change from a hundred dollar bill, the lady slipped right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back. She wondered where the lady could be, then she noticed something written on a napkin. There were tears in her eyes, when she read what the lady wrote. It said, "You don't owe me a thing, I've been there too. Someone once helped me out, the way I'm helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here's what you do. Don't let the chain of love end with you."
Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day. That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money and what the lady had written. How could she have known how much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard. She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, "Everything's gonna be alright, I love you Joe."
Monday, January 26, 2009
DO NOT QUIT
as they sometimes will,
When the road your trudging
Seems all uphill,
When the funds are low
And the debts are High ,
And you want to smile,
but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is queer with it's twists an turns,
As everyone of us must sometimes learn,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it our,
Don't give up though the pace seems slow,
You may succeed with another blow.
Success is failure turned inside out,
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you can never tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit,
It's when things seem worst that you cannot quit.
--Unknown Author
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Q. Without birth control, won't the world become overpopulated?
But is there an overpopulation problem? Especially in the 1960s and 1970s, people feared that the world’s population would soon outstrip its resources. Books predicted that the earth would run out of natural resources, such as gas, lead, and petroleum. Widespread catastrophes were feared, and some predicted that hundreds of millions of Americans would starve to death. Indeed, the world saw an exponential growth in population in the 1900s. However, much of this was a result of advances in medicine. Because the average life expectancy was lengthened, there were more people alive than ever before.
Now life expectancies have begun to level out, and although the population continues to increase, the 1970s doomsday predictions have faded away. In fact, many countries are now facing economic difficulties as a result of underpopulation.[2] Global fertility and birth rates have been rapidly decreasing for more than twenty-five years.[3] Almost every developed country in the world has a below-replacement fertility rate.[4] The fertility rate of developing nations tends to be higher, but according to the United Nations Population Division, between 2005 and 2050, the worldwide number of children (persons under fifteen) will decline.[5]
While some people predicted that there would be too many children, others feared that humans would run out of space. However, humans occupy only 1 to 3 percent of the Earth’s surface. If you gathered every human being on Earth, we would all fit in Jacksonville, Florida. If everyone moved to Texas, each person would have more than a thousand square feet in which to live.[6] This provides more living space than people have in San Francisco and only slightly less than they have in the Bronx.[7]
The problem is not a lack of space but an unjust distribution of resources. One researcher noted that “according to the Food and Agriculture Organization, world food supplies exceed requirements in all world areas.”[8] Besides, farmers use less than half of the land that can be used for agriculture. Human poverty is the result of bad economic policy and corrupt governments, not overpopulation. (For more on this, click here.)
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[1]. Ryder, “ ‘Natural Family Planning’ Effective Birth Control supported by the Catholic Church” 723.
[2]. Joseph A’Agostino, “Vatican Officials Discuss Solutions for European Underpopulation,” National Catholic Register (9–15 July 2006).
[3]. Wetzel, Sexual Wisdom, 273.
[4]. Wetzel, Sexual Wisdom, 274; “The Fizzling Population Bomb,” Zenit news agency, March 13, 2005.
[5]. United Nations Department of Public Information, “World Population Will Increase by 2.5 Billion by 2050; People Over 60 to Increase by More Than 1 Billion,” Press Release 952 (13 March 2007).
[6]. Wilson, Love & Family, 192–193.
[7]. Jacqueline Kasun, “Too Many People?” Envoy, May–June 1998, 34.
[8]. Kasun, “Too Many People?” 36.
from http://www.chastity.com/chastity/index.php?id=7&entryid=123
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Show the people what an abortion is!
We honor you as Our Lady of Guadalupe.
Thank you for pointing us to Jesus your Son,
The only Savior and hope of the world.
Renew our hope in him,
That we all may have the courage to say Yes to life,
And to defend those children in danger of abortion.
Give us your compassion
To reach out to those tempted to abort,
And to those suffering from a past abortion.
Lead us to the day when abortion
Will be a sad, past chapter in our history.
Keep us close to Jesus, the Life of the World,
Who is Lord forever and ever. Amen.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Q. Abstinence is fine, but don’t you think they should teach about condoms for those who aren’t going to be pure?
The same goes with the condom. If you had a child who was thinking about sleeping with a person who might have HIV, would you say, “I’d rather you not sleep with that person. But, since I know you’ll probably do it anyway, here’s a condom?” No way would you entrust the life of your child to a thin piece of latex. You would give him or her a clear and uncompromised message of purity.
So, just as you would want the best message to be given to one you love, we should want the same for every person. Every human being is capable of self control, and is able to make smart decisions.
Besides, what if you taught students how to use a condom, and then a young woman came to you in two years, and asked you how she got cervical cancer, despite using a condom every time? What about the teen who gets AIDS even though he was practicing “safe” sex? What do you tell them?
All this talk about “safe” sex is ridiculous. For example, when a teenage girl becomes sexually active, she becomes more likely to become depressed, have more breakups, attempt suicide, and eventually get divorced. Obviously these things don’t happen to every girl, but the sooner she becomes sexually active, the more likely she is to suffer through them. With that in mind, it seems pretty misleading to call sex “safe” because a piece of latex is involved. Promoting safe sex makes as much sense as telling your child to wear a helmet if he’s going to play in traffic.
Lastly, the whole idea that teens are “going to do it anyway” is equivalent to saying that you’re giving up on them. Last weekend, my wife and I spoke at a conference for high school students. After the talk, a girl came up to my wife and dropped something in her hand, saying, “Thanks for the talk. I won’t be needing these anymore.” My wife looked down, and in her hand was a half empty packet of birth control pills. Now, do you think this girl would have been that impacted by our talk if we concluded it by passing out condoms for those who were “gonna do it anyway”?
It is impossible to deliver a convincing abstinence message while promoting condoms. Abstinence educators are not naive about the sexual activity levels of teens. They’re just the ones who know what’s at stake.
from: http://www.chastity.com/chastity/index.php?id=7&entryid=263
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Had I a whole forest of such Junipers!
We don’t know much about Juniper before he joined the friars in 1210. Francis sent him to establish "places" for the friars in Gualdo Tadino and Viterbo. When St. Clare was dying, Juniper consoled her. He was devoted to the passion of Jesus and was known for his simplicity.
Several stories about Juniper in the Little Flowers of St. Francis illustrate his exasperating generosity. Once Juniper was taking care of a sick man who had a craving to eat pig’s feet. This helpful friar went to a nearby field, captured a pig and cut off one foot, and then served this meal to the sick man. The owner of the pig was furious and immediately went to Juniper’s superior. When Juniper saw his mistake, he apologized profusely. He also ended up talking this angry man into donating the rest of the pig to the friars!
Another time Juniper had been commanded to quit giving part of his clothing to the half-naked people he met on the road. Desiring to obey his superior, Juniper once told a man in need that he couldn’t give the man his tunic, but he wouldn’t prevent the man from taking it either. In time, the friars learned not to leave anything lying around, for Juniper would probably give it away.
He died in 1258 and is buried at Ara Coeli Church in Rome.Q. I want to begin to live a pure life, but none of my friends would understand. What do I do, because I don’t want to lose them?
“The guys at the parties have been such jerks lately. A couple of weekends ago, they just went up to this one girl and poured a beer on her head. We were all really mad, and then they did it again the next weekend, and again last weekend.”
“So,” I asked them, “What are you doing this weekend?” Their reply? “We’re going to a party.”
Hmmm.
The girls were causing their own problems. We choose our friends. It’s that simple. You might think, “But I don’t want to go hang out with losers.” Not all people outside of your circle of friends are losers. Just as it would not be right for someone to label you because of your friends, it is not right for you to label others, without knowing them.
When it comes to pulling away from your bad friends, I think this tends to happen almost naturally when a person makes a real commitment to Christ. It does not mean that you turn your back on them, but what were once common interests (such as drinking, etc.) cease to be a common interest. I lost plenty of friends when I was a junior in high school and began to take my faith more seriously. The same happened to Crystalina. The following is a letter she wrote to her future husband while she was in high school:
“Beloved,
It’s Friday night and my so-called friends have just left, and I feel incredibly alone! They all came over in their little skirts and tight shirts, wanting me to go clubbing. It was a normal Friday night thing to do. They were drinking and tried so hard to convince me to go, and it was very tempting. I felt pulled in two separate directions, and part of me did want to go. But my other half knew what was waiting for me there. I couldn’t. As they left my house frustrated, I could hear them saying, ‘What? She thinks she’s too good for us now?’ I’m slowly starting to feel like a stranger to my friends. Is all this trouble, tears, and sadness worth it in the long run? Do I really know what I’m doing? I know there is something better than this and I’m trying to see that. But at times like this, it’s hard. I’m praying for you. Know I give all this to you.
Giving you all my love,
Crystalina.”
By breaking off those bad attachments, we both opened the door to find each other, in a better environment. It was a gradual thing, and we both were able to find friends who supported our lifestyle, as opposed to those who had worn it down. So start looking. Don’t fear what you will lose. Hope in what you have to gain.
article from: http://www.pureloveclub.com
Sunday, January 18, 2009
How do I overcome fear of failure?
Most of us have a desire to do lots of good works but our fear of failure cripple us. God sometimes inspires us to some work of charity or evangelization but our fright of failing extinguish the flame that God has placed in your hearts. Our dread for disappointment, being misunderstood, being an outcast, rejection and lack of results are typical fears that go in our minds when we want to do God’s work.
One way of overcoming fear is love. “Perfect love casts out fear” says in 1 John 4:18.
I believe if we love God and others more than ourselves, we will overcome our fears. Our fear of being disappointed or hurt will take a back seat and we will be driven by love. The fear is still there but love overpowers it.
If we really love someone we must be willing to make risks and sacrifices for the good of our beloved. Now his/her joy weighs more than the risk of us being hurt or disappointed. So we take the risk in faith for the sake of love.
Let me share a personal experience of taking a risk for love’s sake. Last October, my uncle suggested we once again do a Christmas gift giving like we did the previous year. In 2007 we only gave 36 bags of groceries to poor families. Each grocery bags then only contained around P150 worth of goods. Now here was the challenging part, my uncle suggested now to give to at least 100 families or 100 gift bags. We agreed that the content of the bags should at least be around P200 worth of goods.
After we have agreed to do it, I suddenly realized that I needed to raise at least P22,000 for the gift bags and transportation. I was suddenly stuck by fear that only a handful would give. And worst case scenario I must use my whole 13th month pay for this project. But I reminded myself that it was Christmas and I wanted to offer something for God. I also wanted to extend God’s blessing to the poor during this season.
I wanted the poor to experience that God has not abandoned them and that His providence still finds them.
So I did my best not to be crippled by fear and start the project. I overcame my fear of rejection and asked my friends if they want to donate for this project. At the end I, my uncle and Ate Nilda was able to raise around P60,000. About 75% of those whom I asked for donation gave.
Our gift giving project, by God’s grace, was successful. We did not only give 126 gifts bags but also had games for the children. We had some kind of a little fiesta there in the chapel ground. Somehow in the little time and gifts we gave, we where able to bring joy to the poor small isolated village up in the mountain.
If I let my fear rule then, the project could have never been realized. I would have missed out doing something beautiful for God. I thank God for reminding me to put love first.
Every time I feel like a coward in doing God’s work, I ask myself which is more important, love or fear?
How about you what do you choose?
Love or Fear?
Friday, January 16, 2009
What Does Detachment Got to do with Joy?
In the early 90's there was show called “Abangan ang Susunod na Kabanata.” Nova Villa plays Donya Victorina who was so attached to her sofa set that it was all covered in plastic. Until the very last episode her sofa remained wrapped in plastic. It was funny watching how people tried to sit on the sofa and fall off because of the plastic cover. I think this is a good picture of getting too attached to the things of this world. Because she wanted to protect her sofa so bad nobody really got to enjoy it.
Sometimes we get too attached to the things of this world that we kind of miss the point why was it created or its purpose. Like the sofa, it was made so that the guest of Donya Victorina could sit comfortably. I don’t think even Nova Villa could have sat and remained there at the same time. The sofa was protected but was not enjoyed. Nobody was able to appreciate how good it felt to sit on it or its softness and the texture of its skin.
Detachment helps us to move back of from the thing we are attached to, and see it in a better view. When you look at a thing from a distance the more you can see its beauty. You can see the beauty of the mountain from a far more than when you are in it. From a far you can see its shapes and colors. How the trees give the mountain texture and how the mountain rise against the blue sky. You can also see how the sun lights the different surface of the mountain. You can only enjoy this kind of beauty from afar.
Here is another example. Let us say you are so addicted to food that you are always thinking what to eat. You are so attached or addicted to food that when you are eating, you are already thinking what to eat next. What happens? You fail to savor the food you are presently eating. Those who are detached with food are the ones who can actually enjoy the food itself. They are not rushing to consume it. They take their time savoring the different taste of what they are eating. They are there in the present moment enjoying what is in front of them.
Detachment was always been a Christian practice, especially for Catholics. It is sad that majority of us have abandoned it. Maybe that is why we don’t enjoy life as much as we should. We got caught up in our disoriented attachment to things that we desperately sought them and fail to enjoy them.
We have stuffed ourselves with stuffs and now we are choking.
You want to enjoy the things of this world? Step back from it and then you will enjoy them for what they where made for. Things of this world are God’s blessing to us and not God. They are not ends but means. Means to love God and our neighbor. Only when we put the things of this world in their proper order can we really start to enjoy them.
-daxx
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
What Does Body Pains and Guilt has in Common?
Now would that be good or not?
Now given that situation, let us say you drank something poisonous accidentally. Since your body has no sense of pain, what would happen to you? The poison will spread into your body destroying everything it passes through. You will be dead before you know it!
There is a campaign right now to eradicate “guilt”. They say guilt is bad for your self image. Others say guilt limits our freedom. They say take the guilt away and you will be happy. They made guilt as something evil or bad.
Guilt is a reaction of our soul when something evil enters it. It’s like your nose getting itchy when dust gets in, or your stomach hurting when you ate something bad. Like body pain, guilt is a warning sign that something harmful is getting in our system. If poison gets into our body, we can die. If sin gets into our soul and eats us up we would suffer something worst than death. Hell.
Guilt is not there to hinder our freedom, but to set it free. The healthier we are physically and spiritually the more we can exercise our freedom. Guilt helps us prevent doing things that will cause us to be miserable slaves. We think if we can take away our guilt we can enjoy sinful things more. But sin is self destructive and addictive in its nature, no matter how they package it. One of my frustrations is Desperate Housewives. They are making adultery look good and pleasurable. They are taking the guilt away from the sin of adultery. Unfortunately many people buy to this stupid propaganda and practice it in real life and suffer the consequences. I have not yet met a happy adulterer.
They say the worst sin of our age is the lose of the sense of sin. We have banished guilt for the sake of happiness. Yet our actions have betrayed us.
-daxx
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Q. Exactly how far is too far to go with a girl? Be specific.
We need to remind ourselves that purity is not simply a matter of staying on one side of a line that we have drawn. It is a battle for our hearts and minds as well as our bodies. Just because a guy has not crossed a line, it does not mean that he is pure. It may mean that he has never had the opportunity to cross it.
Anyway, here are a few guidelines for how you can know how far is too far. Whenever you are considering doing something with a girl, ask yourself if you would do that if Jesus were in the room. In our hearts, we all know what is pleasing to God. Also, consider how you would want a guy to treat your future daughter or future bride and treat women accordingly. Let this sink in. Often, we get so involved in intense relationships that it is hard to sit back and really look into our hearts.
Some people assume, "As long as I'm being a virgin, I'm being good." They compare themselves with others who are sleeping around on a regular basis, and as long as they see the world from that perspective, they feel like they're right on track. Meanwhile, they give away bits of themselves in passing relationships, all under the pretense that their friends are worse.
Do yourself a favor: Do not get technical about drawing a line at virginity, and saying that all else goes. If you can't decide if a particular action is "too far," imagine what the look on your future bride's or groom's face would be if you ever told her or him that you shared that act with another person. Make decisions now that would bless the heart of your future spouse, not wound it. (And do not be quick to discuss the specifics of your prior experience with potential spouses; a lot of that information could do far more harm than good.)
So where does the line go? For starters, know that the line begins in your mind. As soon as you begin to lust after a girl, stop. In regards to physical lines, an easy guideline to remember is, "Don't touch what you don't got." Also, I recommend no passionate kissing, kissing below the chin, or lying down together. That may seem extreme to some, but the more you become sensual and physical in a relationship, the more the relationship begins to revolve around that.
I will admit that this sounds a lot like "no," "no," "no," and "no," but think of it like this: There is a highway in California that runs up the coast. It is a gorgeous ride that takes you along the side of a sheer cliff that drops hundreds of feet to the ocean. Imagine that you were cruising along in your priceless sports car, and the passenger with you remarked, "Man, there's another one of those stupid guardrails. And look, another sign saying there's a sharp turn ahead. I hate how the California highway system inhibits your freedom, and tells you what to do." Odds are, you wouldn't let the guy drive your car.
When we hear different moral laws about our sexuality, they are there for the same reason that guardrails and signposts mark a person's drive along the Pacific Coast Highway. If you want to express your freedom as you drive off the cliff, you're free to do so. But the purity of your soul is worth much more than a car. The Church's moral laws are there for our sake, so that we don't fall for counterfeit versions of love.
If you have tried everything else for years, try purity. You will not regret it. Each year I speak to over one hundred thousand teens about dating, sex, and relationships, and I have never met one who regretted what he or she did not do with a date. I've never had a high school girl come up to me in tears after a chastity talk because she did not sleep with her boyfriend. I've never had a guy confide in me that he was scared to death that his girlfriend was not pregnant. They regret what they've done, not what they've saved.
Imagine you were dating a beautiful young woman who you hoped to marry, and she had never kissed anyone because she wanted only her husband to know the touch of her lips. What man would not be flattered by her integrity and purity? What man would send her away to go a little further with the other guys? If we would be so honored by her, why wouldn't we want to honor our future brides in the same way?
article from http://www.pureloveclub.com/
Monday, January 12, 2009
The Generous Gift of a Glass of Milk that Ended up Paying for Medical Care
He decided he would ask for a meal at the next house. However, he lost his nerve when a lovely young woman opened the door. Instead of a meal he asked for a drink of water. She thought he looked hungry so brought him a large glass of milk. He drank it slowly, and then asked, "How much do I owe you?" "You don't owe me anything," she replied. "Mother has taught us never to accept pay for a kindness." He said..... "Then I thank you from my heart."
As Howard Kelly left that house, he not only felt stronger physically, but his faith in God and man was strong also. He had been ready to give up and quit.
Year's later that young woman became critically ill. The local doctors were baffled. They finally sent her to the big city, where they called in specialists to study her rare disease. Dr. Howard Kelly ! was called in for the consultation. When he heard the name of the town she came from, a strange light filled his eyes. Immediately he rose and went down the hall of the hospital to room. Dressed in his doctor's gown he went in to see her. He recognized her at once. He went back to the consultation room determined to do his best to save her life. From that day he gave special attention to the case. After a long struggle, the battle was won.
Dr. Kelly requested the business office to pass the final bill to him for approval. He looked at it, then wrote something on the edge and the bill was sent to her room. She feared to open it, for she was sure it would take the rest of her life to pay for it all. Finally she looked, and something caught her attention on the side of the bill. She read these words..... "Paid in full with one glass of milk"
Signed Dr. Howard Kelly. Tears of joy flooded her eyes as her happy heart prayed: "Thank You, God, that Your love has spread abroad through human hearts and hands."
Friday, January 9, 2009
To Die Like an Angel
I couldn't help but ask myself there beside her body, "What would I have said if I had been in her place?" My answer was very simple. I would have said that I was hungry, that I was dying, that I was cold. Or I would have said that this or that part of my body hurt or something like that. But she gave me much more. She gave me her grateful love. And she died with a smile on her face.
-Mother TeresaWednesday, January 7, 2009
Are You and Your Words the Same?
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Monday, January 5, 2009
Is Your Imagination Big Enough?
In his first address to youth as Pope, Benedict XVI, said: “The ways of the Lord are not easy, but we were not created for an easy life, but for great things.” The call for this rising generation is the call to greatness. Not greatness in the world’s eyes, but thegreatness of disciples. And this requires above all a deep personal transformation, a generosity in life, a total self-donation, and a patient love. “When [Christ] speaks of the cross that we ourselves have to carry,” Benedict continues, “it has nothing to do with a taste for torture or of pedantic moralism. It is the impulse of love, which has its own momentum and does not seek itself but opens the person to the service of truth, justice and the good. Christ shows God to us, and thus the true greatness of man.”
Most of us cannot imagine ourselves being great Christians, Christians who makes difference in the world. But we can. If we believe and we expand our imagination.
God is wants us to be great but we hinder Him with our self-pity and self-doubt. What we forget that our greatness will come from His grace and not from our own effort. What God needs is our cooperation. He needs us to expand our imagination so He can do the miraculous in us.
Most of the great people in history had big and wild imaginations. Most of the great inventors were thought to be crazy for dreaming their invention. But now they have gone down history as great men and women who made this world a better place. All because they did not let the opinion of others and failure diminish their imagination.
Three of my favorite Biblical Figures are Joseph the Dreamer, Joseph the husband of Mary and Mary herself. Joseph the dreamer believed in his prophetic dreams even though all hell broke loose in his life. He kept his imagination and believed that all his dreams will come through.
St. Joseph needed to expand his imagination to accept that his wife has conceived a child by the power of the Holy Spirit. You need to have some imagination to believe such thing. But the best of them all was Mary. It really takes not only a big imagination but an extraordinary imagination for her to believe that she will conceive without a man. But the most far off thing she has to believe was she, a human, will conceive God. Now that is what I call imagination!
Is your lack of imagination hindering your greatness?
Then maybe it is time to let God expand your imagination.
Imagine to be great, by God's grace you will be.
Sunday, January 4, 2009
High cost of free love
THERE are a couple of things that people want to know about Dawn Eden. First, could that be her real name? Second, how long since she last had sex?
The first question is easy to answer. Dawn and Eden are her first and second names (she was born in 1968 when her parents were immersed in a Californian hippy culture); her real last name is Goldstein but she dropped it years ago "because I got tired of people who saying, 'Oh, you're Jewish'."
Eden was born Jewish; now she's Catholic and proudly chaste, which explains why people so often want to know when she last had sex, and why she gave it up. The answer is "complicated".
"I became a Christian in October 1999 but I did not immediately walk the talk. For a while, it was sin, repent, sin, repent.
"After a while, say after October 2003, I felt in my heart that I should begin living the way God wanted me to live."
Eden's book, The Thrill of the Chaste explores her journey from a sexually active rock music journalist in New York City in the 1990s, to her new life as a Catholic. During World Youth Day events beginning tomorrow in Sydney she will speak about her chastity and her conversion.
Eden was a virgin until she was 20, when she lost her boyfriend to a friend who was willing to have sex with him. The experience convinced her that "I had to gain (sexual) experience if I want to hold a man".
"I wound up losing my virginity to a man I found attractive, but did not love, just to get my card punched," she writes.
Over time, she learned, as most women do, "that if I played my cards right, I could get almost any man I wanted into bed" and so she bedded quite a few. She describes the cyclical nature of her sexual life thus: "Meet interesting guy; have sex; dump or get dumped; repeat."
"Either way, I would end up alone and unhappy," she writes. "I felt trapped in a lifestyle that gave me none of the things that (I thought) it would."
What she wanted was everlasting love and, most importantly, marriage.
"I thought a man was more likely to fall in love with me after having sex than prior to it. I thought that having sex was part of the process of falling in love," she says. But "men with depth quickly figured out that I took sex far too lightly".
Jaded and depressed, she had a Christian born-again experience at the age of 31, joined the Catholic church, and adopted chastity as a lifestyle. She now believes the cost of casual sex, especially for women, is too high.
"Single women feel lonely, because they are not loved," she says. "To feel less lonely, they have casual sex with men who do not love them."
Eden says sadness and anxiety over failed relationships makes women "lower their expectations. The idea you get from media is, you too can enjoy all the excitement of casual sex and feel no pain, provided you just don't care that you are being used".
When Eden quit sex, she did so in the hope that chastity would assist in her search for "a union that is real" and for marriage. But here's the rub. Eden is now 39, going on 40. Her conversion is nine years old; and Mr Right has not turned up. She is childless, having given her child-bearing years to chastity.
Hugh Henry, of the Catholic youth group Juventutem (it is a word from the rejuvenated Latin mass, and means youth), who invited Eden to speak to young Catholics at St Augustine's in Sydney's Balmain tomorrow, says Eden's status as a single woman "is interesting, isn't it, because it does show that we cannot plan our lives; our lives are planned for us".
"In a way, she's got to accept that, and she does. She says, OK, I might not get what I desired, but I do know if I stayed on the path I was on, I always ended up at a dead end."
Henry says World Youth Day was designed by Pope John Paul II to "show off young Catholics, being positive, joyful" and a celebration of chastity "is an important part of that". "Dawn taps into something that is going on in our culture," he says. "She points the way forward for young people who might be confused. Her message is counter-cultural, there is no doubt about that."
Eden acknowledges her failure to (so far) find a mate and, for a time, she wondered whether God planned for her a religious life.
"I have asked God about that, and I think the answer is no," she says. "I would also say, I wrote the book three years ago. My view then was, this is how I will meet a good man.
"My views have started to open up. It's true, I'm close to 40, I'm not married, so that may not happen, but I can say to myself, 'What was my happiness level back when I was living the (sexually active) life, and what is my happiness now?'
"And as much as I have that longing for a physical union, as much as I must admit that I do get lonely for that kind of union, I can say honestly that I am happier now. I continue to be happier, more fulfilled, and I can only assume that it's going to get better."
Eden says she never longed to be a mother. "I'm a child of divorce. I had a distant father. I had a mother who was giving herself away sexually before she remarried, so I grew up fearful of what kind of mother I would be. That fear made me not want to have kids.
"It's only since I began to live out chastity that I can see I would be a good mother. Now I'm coming to the end of my fertile years and although I have been chaste, I have not met a man. But how was I trying to meet a man before? I was making myself sexually available."
One problem with Eden's argument is that most people have boyfriends or girlfriends, and some, or even many, sexual partners before marriage. It is rare to find a person whose heart has not been torn asunder, or who would not admit to playing reckless with another's heart.
But many people do not now, and never will, regard their early relationships as sinful. Many people remain friends with their former lovers. The writer Marcel Proust says the people to whom we give our hearts and bodies, 10 years hence, will become our dearest friends. They knew us when we were younger, more reckless and less wise; and since there is no longer anything we want from them, we can enjoy them fully.
Eden has softened her approach towards practitioners of pre-marital sex as the years have advanced. "When I first started talking about this, I was more judgmental, as converts often are," she says. "But I will still say there have been studies, that while it is certainly far from impossible to have a lasting marriage if one has had sexual partners, it's harder, because you're taking more baggage, and you have more ghosts in the attic.
"It seems to me that if you do have that past, you must relinquish it. You must turn your face from it. An example I like to use is cigarettes. Nobody would call a parent a hypocrite if they smoked, and then quit, and told kids not to smoke."
Eden says she is part of "a new rebellion" against a sex-soaked culture, and Sister Mary Karen, who will host another of Eden's talks, on abortion, at the Love and Life site at the University of Notre Dame on Wednesday, says: "She speaks as a young woman, and from experience, and that's important.
"She wasn't finding fulfilment in her life, in her career, her relationships with men. She felt an emptiness that many young women will recognise." Eden defines her message as truly counter-cultural. "Every generation needs to have their own cause," she says.
"With this generation, it's a battle against the world that has been created, a culture of objectification," and cheap satisfaction. She says sitcoms, and the new Sex and The City movie "make children act like jaded whores, and it makes adults act like spoiled children".
"Young people grow up, being told by the media, by advertising, by their own friends and family, that they are worth loving according to what they do (and how they look) and not what they are," she says.
"The message of John Paul II, the message that Benedict has continued is that the dignity of every human person is important, and that includes not using their bodies for our own satisfaction."
from: http://www.theaustralian.news.com.au/story/0,25197,24013339-28737,00.html
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Why Live Simply?
It is funny how to one generation to the next the standards of living are getting higher and higher. What our grandparents would consider luxury, we consider as a basic need. I believe that is why we have so much ungratefulness going around. Everybody feels deprived!
Most of what we consider needs are actually are just wants.
Living simply helps us to be sober. We need learn to control our desires and live only what we actually need. In doing so, we are able to enjoy life more. The less time we spend pursuing stuffs, the more time we have to slow down and experience life.
Living simply, simply means getting our priorities right. We give priority to what is really important, like friends, family and most importantly God and not stuffs. Stuffs are just means for us to love better and not as an ultimate goal in itself.
To be caught up in this materialistic culture is to be caught up in a life of shallowness and emptiness. You can never fill your heart with stuffs, only love can fill it.
We also want to live simply so others may live. Living simply gives us an opportunity to give more to those who are in need. Our lives become bigger than we are. We are guardians of what we have and not owners. God created it and owns it. We have an obligation to share to others what we have after we have satisfied our needs.
Why live simply?
Because you really want to live.
-daxx
Friday, January 2, 2009
2 Reasons Why to Let Go
So why do we have to let go?
First, God asks us to let go of things that is not good for our physical and spiritual health. Most of us sinners are holding the very things that will destroy us. We are like junkies who think drugs are good for us. We all have destructive addictions. It may be substance addiction like drugs or alcohol. It could be worldly addictions like sex, stuff or money. It can be fame and power which our egos are addicted to. Now there is nothing evil with them as it is. But to make them the center of our life, now that is a problem. Alcohol in itself is not a problem, being a drunkard is!
That being said, God as a Good Father does not like seeing His children destroying themselves. So He asks us to let go of this things. He asks us to let go of this destructive vices not to be a “kill joy” but because He is a “give joy”. God is not a dictator but a loving Father.
A drug addict is not a picture of a human being fully alive. He is a picture of a slave. Saint Irenaeus said “The Glory of God is a man fully alive.”
God wants us to let go because He wants us to be free for our sinful addictions that would lead to our destruction, in this life and in the next. “It was for freedom that Christ set us free” - Galatians 5:1
Jesus said “What father among you, if his son asks for a fish, would give him a snake instead of the fish?” Most of us are holding a snake and we do not know it. The Father is asking us to let go of the snake so He can give the fish.
Second reason, He wants to give us something/someone better. Sometimes we cling to good thing for too long. This is a lot harder than the first. We often ask God why he would want us to let go of something good. It is good right? We often say “Why can I keep it God?” or “What is wrong with you God? Why do you take all that is good in my life?”
We are like little children. There is a party waiting for us outside, and we do want to go out because we don’t want to let go of the TV and the video game. And at the end of the day we missed out the joy of the party and the gifts that come along with it. All because we held on too long and did not let go.
I know letting go is not easy. I am a person who lost the house I am living in twice. I have let go of two jobs with much uncertainty about my finances. And I have to let go of a lot of good things which I have come to love through the years. Was it painful? Yes. Some of them has brought me tears. But looking back, everything I have to let go helped me to understand a lot about life and myself. The process of letting go continually makes me a better person.
It is painful to let go. But holding on to the wrong things or holding them for too long can make us miss life.
- daxx
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Prayer of Humility
Hear me.
From the desire of being esteemed,
Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the desire of being loved,
Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the desire of being extolled,
Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the desire of being honored,
Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the desire of being praised,
Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the desire of being preferred to others,
Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the desire of being consulted,
Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the desire of being approved,
Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the fear of being humiliated,
Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the fear of being despised,
Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the fear of suffering rebukes,
Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the fear of being calumniated,
Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the fear of being forgotten,
Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the fear of being ridiculed,
Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the fear of being wronged,
Deliver me, O Jesus.
From the fear of being suspected,
Deliver me, O Jesus.
That others may be loved more than I,
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.
That others may be esteemed more than I,
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.
That, in the opinion of the world,
others may increase and I may decrease,
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.
That others may be chosen and I set aside,
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.
That others may be praised and I go unnoticed,
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.
That others may be preferred to me in everything,
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.
That others may become holier than I,
provided that I may become as holy as I should,
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.