This Kadupul flower grows deep in the forest of Sri Lanka, rare because it blooms only at midnight and dies before dawn. This amazing flower brings to mind that any prayer is precious in the eyes of God. Humbly do I share this prayer for you:
Today, my life is a gift given, not in years, but a day at a time. Today is the day the Lord has made for me, and He planned it to be the most important day of my life.
Yesterday is gone, never to return. I must not worry about it, but leave it in the hands of God. Tomorrow and all that it holds is God’s secret and its coming is not assured.
Only today is mine. Each day, arranged by God with infinite wisdom and goodness is His gift, His act of love for me. In thanksgiving I will offer Him every day the gift of myself – my prayers, works, joys and sufferings.
Dear Lord, receive it graciously.
…from the Salesian Missions…
‘The Dream of Saint Joseph’
This moving scene of Joseph and Mary was painted in 1642 by the French Baroque painter Philippe de Champaigne. Worthy yet rare is a discussion of Joseph as “Mary’s husband known to be a “righteous man” recounting the Christmas story in Matthews 2:18-24.
“Behold, the angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream and said, “Joseph, son of David, do not be afraid to take Mary your wife into your home. For it is through the Holy Spirit that this child has been conceived in her.”
“When Joseph awoke, he did as the angel of the Lord had commanded him and took his wife into his home.”
Thus began Joseph’s commitment to protect Mary and her child as they journeyed to Bethlehem and beyond. As a mighty guardian, we can imitate Joseph’s boundless faith in God to fulfill the duties of our state in life.
Prayer to Saint Joseph
O, Saint Joseph, whose protection is so great, so strong,
so prompt before the throne of God,
I place in you all my interests and desires.
Saint Joseph, pray for us, Amen
Wish You Were Here Painting by Jonathan Harris
WISH YOU WERE HERE NOW
TO HELP ME PREPARE FOR THE HOLIDAYS
INSTEAD, HOLDING ON TO MEMORIES
“Teach me how to trust my heart, my mind, my intuition, my inner knowing, the senses of my body, the blessings of my spirit.
Teach me to trust these things so that I may enter my sacred space and love beyond my fear and thus walk in balance with the passing of each glorious sun.”
…from St. Joseph’s Indian School @ stjo.org/culture
A Challenging Prayer
GOD’S CREATION – We your people cry out each morning for help.
UNCHANGEABLE FATHER – Still, you love us, each traveling from continent to country, culture to language, from city, town or outback to anywhere in between.
ALMIGHTY SAVIOR – We are splintered by opposing values, contradictions, some weak in faith, gasping for air – temporal sustenance – as family, society, government and country are under assault.
MERCIFUL ONE – We have forgotten to gaze upon the Holy Cross which can refresh us from pain.
BISHOP OF OUR SOULS – We are struggling with identity crisis; we have forgotten we are made in God’s image.
HOLY SPIRIT OF PROMISE – We reject your powers to sanctify us, to live holy lives.
MIGHTY IN BATTLE – We’ve become frail. Come save us. Forgive our transgressions. Fill our hearts with grace, compassion and forgiveness. There is still time to change. One by one, we can blare the trumpet call to dispense charity, smile, hug, be prayerful.
KING OF GLORY – Do not give up on us. Peoples of the world, let us recommit our existence to goodness and justice. End malice, drop our weapons.
The world is screaming for peace. Amen.
In Honor of All the Saints Named and Unnamed
Canticle of The Beatitudes
Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are they who mourn, for they will be comforted.
Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the land.
Blessed are they who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be satisfied.
Blessed are the merciful, for they will be shown mercy.
Blessed are the clean of heart, for they will see God.
Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called children of God.
Blessed are they who are persecuted for the sake of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are you when they insult you and persecute you and utter every kind of evil against you falsely because of me.
Rejoice and be glad, for your reward will be great in heaven.
…image of humanity redeemed…
For each new morning with its light
For rest and shelter of the night
For health and food
For Love and friends
For everything Thine goodness sends
Ralph Waldo Emerson