The Sign of the Cross

tblaberge:

As many of you know, I write about being loved a lot. Lately though, it has come to my attention that being loved is great, and it is what we are, but it means nothing if we don’t live each day as if that is true. One can look at the sun and understand that it gives warmth, but that person never goes out into the sun but stays inside a cold moldy place, that person will die of something awful.

Christ’s love for you is real, it is evident by the fact that creation exists, and that Christ died on the Cross, rose again, and now sits at the right hand of the Father. Yet, what good is love if it does not set our souls on fire? What good is it if we do not allow it to fill us up, so that we may pour ourselves out to others?

All too often I see people fall along the path of Christianity, because they “Stopped believing” or “They are not faithful” or “They just don’t feel loved.” I’m sorry, I didn’t know Christ’s wounded sides were supposed to keep you smiling, or the fact that the purest person in all of creation had to take on the full sins of the world, so that you would never be alone.

Does not the sacrifice of a God not quench your desire to be bubbly and happy all day long?

This may sound harsh, but sometimes love is harsh. I am just exhausted in hearing people getting angry at God because He doesn’t pull through for them. How He doesn’t love us because He allows evil to happen, but what about the fact that He endured the life of a common man in a fallen world, so that He would conquer that evil and one day end it all.

Christ is in the storm, He calls to us when our hearts are broken, and our souls are dying, He brings dead men to life; because He loves and loves and loves.

Jesus’ love is not to be abused, it is not to be forgotten and trampled by our own selfish desires. His love is a beckoning call to leave what we think is true, for what He knows is good.

You really care about the matters of the world? You really care about life’s sorrows one day being wiped away? You really care about evil being brought to justice, and good freed from bondage? Then you need to get a grip on who Jesus is, He is the Author and finisher of our faith! He is making all things new, and He is calling for the end of evil.

You are loved, the bruised and battered face of Jesus proves that. You are loved, the sorrow of Christ’s soul is evidence of that. You are loved, because the air in your lungs is the opportunity to know that.

You are loved, you are loved, you are loved, you are loved, and you are loved; because Jesus obeyed the Will of God, and paid the price for you.

Write it on your heart, let it never fade or be forgotten, because your name is written on the heart of Jesus; and He will never forget you.

-Todd

Go and find Jesus when your patience and strength give out and you feel alone and helpless. He is waiting for you. Say to him, ‘Jesus, you know exactly what is going on. You are all I have, and you know all. Come to my help.’ And then go and don’t worry about now you are going to manage. That you have told God about it is enough. He has a good memory.
Jeanne Jugan (via scottxstephens)
diaconia:

Prayer for the feast of St Maximilian Kolbe. Feast day August 14.
In your close conformity to Our Divine Saviour, you reached such an intense degree of charity that you offered your life to save that of a fellow prisoner. Implore God that we, inflamed by such ardent charity, may, through our faith and good works, witness Christ’s love for the world and thus merit to join you in the blessed vision of God. Amen

diaconia:

Prayer for the feast of St Maximilian Kolbe. Feast day August 14.

In your close conformity to Our Divine Saviour,
you reached such an intense degree of charity that you offered
your life to save that of a fellow prisoner.
Implore God that we, inflamed by such ardent charity,
may, through our faith and good works,
witness Christ’s love for the world
and thus merit to join you
in the blessed vision of God.
Amen

theraccolta:

Juan de Valdés Leal, “Apparition of Christ to Saint Ignatius on his Way to Rome”

Looking to Jesus, as St Ignatius teaches us in the First Week, and especially looking at Christ crucified, we feel that sentiment, so human and so noble, that is the shame of not being able to measure up; … and this leads us always, as individuals and as a Society, to humility, to living this great virtue. Humility makes us aware every day that it is not we who build the Kingdom of God, but rather it is always the grace of the Lord that acts in us; humility that urges us to give ourselves not in service to ourselves or our ideas, but in the service of Christ and the Church, like clay vases – fragile, inadequate, insufficient, but inside which there is an immense treasure we carry and communicate.
— Pope Francis, homily on the Feast of St Ignatius of Loyola

theraccolta:

Juan de Valdés Leal, “Apparition of Christ to Saint Ignatius on his Way to Rome”

Looking to Jesus, as St Ignatius teaches us in the First Week, and especially looking at Christ crucified, we feel that sentiment, so human and so noble, that is the shame of not being able to measure up; … and this leads us always, as individuals and as a Society, to humility, to living this great virtue. Humility makes us aware every day that it is not we who build the Kingdom of God, but rather it is always the grace of the Lord that acts in us; humility that urges us to give ourselves not in service to ourselves or our ideas, but in the service of Christ and the Church, like clay vases – fragile, inadequate, insufficient, but inside which there is an immense treasure we carry and communicate.

Pope Francis, homily on the Feast of St Ignatius of Loyola

We realized that seriousness is not a fruit of the spirit, but joy is.

You see, there is an irrepressible laughter in the heart of God. The whole universe cannot contain it. He is the one who invented celebrations and feasting and holidays. He is the one who sings and dances over us.

When He suffered the cross, He did it for the joy set before Him. And that joy was knowing that you and I would be fully free. No longer captive to our sin.

Yes, the whole human story is described in terms of a celebration. The marriage of Christ to His bride, the Church. Our God is the ultimate artist of celebration, the inventor of the party, and the healer of the broken.

 Gareth Gilkeson, Rend Collective [x] (via sixteen-fourteen)
Start being brave about everything. Drive out darkness and spread light. Don’t look at your weaknesses. Realise instead that in Christ crucified you can do everything.
St. Catherine of Siena (via imaginesisters)
theimageoflove:

“Since Christ Himself has said, “This is My Body” who shall dare to doubt that It is His Body?"  — St. Cyril of Jerusalem

theimageoflove:

Since Christ Himself has said, “This is My Body” who shall dare to doubt that It is His Body?"
— St. Cyril of Jerusalem

st. paul of the cross needn't have worried that anyone living on earth was being deprived of suffering!

hahaha! Yea, that’s true. I guess he was emphasising how precious redemptive suffering is =) our normal human inclination is to seek ease and comfort, which can make us attached to the transient things of this world — things which are hollow reeds that will pierce the hearts of those who lean upon them.

As he says, “Never to suffer would be the greatest danger for us." That’s like living without being able to feel pain — it would be really dangerous!

"Sorrows… are sent to wean us from the earth."
— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein (Ch. IX)

"Sufferings gladly borne for others convert more people than sermons.”

~St. Thérèse of Lisieux~

(via catholicloveblog)

the-militant-catholic:

lasha-sakheladze:

Churches destroyed in Syria

Lord have mercy…

Everyone, please, pray for our persecuted brothers and sisters!

"There used to be widespread sharing of sacred space. I have seen Syrian Christians coming to sacrifice sheep at the Muslim shrine of Nebi Uri, while at the nearby Christian convent of Seidnaya, I found the congregation in the church consisted not principally of Christians but instead of heavily bearded Muslim men and their shrouded wives. As the priest circled the altar with his thurible, the men prayed as if in the middle of Friday prayers at a great mosque. Their women, some dressed in full black chador, mouthed prayers from the shadows of the narthex. A few, closely watching the Christian women, went up to the icons and kissed them. They had come, so they told me, to Our Lady of Seidnaya, to ask her for children. Now that precious multi-ethnic and multi-religious patchwork is in danger of being destroyed forever."
— William Dalrymple, A Point of View: A long winter for Christians in the Middle East

Let us be afraid of being deprived of sufferings more than a miser is of his treasure. Sufferings are the jewels of Jesus Crucified… The more painful the cross, the greater our advantage. The more contradictory creatures are with us, the dearer we will be to our Creator. A single moment of tribulation assures an immense weight of glory. Never to suffer would be the greatest danger for us.
—St Paul of the Cross

Let us be afraid of being deprived of sufferings more than a miser is of his treasure. Sufferings are the jewels of Jesus Crucified… The more painful the cross, the greater our advantage. The more contradictory creatures are with us, the dearer we will be to our Creator. A single moment of tribulation assures an immense weight of glory. Never to suffer would be the greatest danger for us.

—St Paul of the Cross