A channel of your peace

Happy Sunday loves!

I hope you’re having a great one so far. Everyday on listening to the news, I always hear about all the suffering and hardships this world is facing. It is an era of unrest and turmoil. But it is also a world of compassion, kindness and love. We must not lose courage and strive to become a channel of God’s peace and love. There is always hope that one day we can all live together in peace and harmony.

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Below is one of my favourite hymns titled “Make me a channel of your peace”

Make me a channel of your peace.

Where there is hatred, let me bring you love; 

Where there is injury, your healing power,

And where there's doubt, true faith in you. 

Make me a channel of your peace:
Where there's despair in life let me bring hope; 
Where there is darkness - only light,
And where there's sadness, ever joy. 

O Master, grant that I may never seek
So much to be consoled as to console,
To be understood, as to understand, 
To be loved, as to love with all my soul.

Make me a channel of your peace.
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
In giving to all that we receive,
And in dying that we are born to eternal life. 

 

Amen!

 

Miracle Prayer

I have had a sudden urge to publish this and share it with all of you. A few months ago whilst attending mass at my local church, I headed to pray to the sacred heart of Jesus. This is when I saw this beautiful handwritten prayer titled ‘Miracle Prayer’ resting at the feet of the statue. I took a picture of it. I never really prayed using this particular prayer until recently, for a special request from God.

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” Dear Heart of Jesus, in the past I have asked for many favours, this time I ask for a special one (mention here). Take it dear Lord, dear Heart of Jesus and place it within your own broken heart where your father sees it, then in his merciful eyes it will become your favour not mine ” (To be said for 3 days)

Isn’t it just a sweet and beautiful prayer.

Image courtesy: straphaelslifeteen.com

 

 

Do remember this Christmas!

The feeling of cold and crisp winter air on your face, soft snow flakes falling gently and curling on the window ledge, a cup of steaming and delicious hot chocolate in front of the blazing fire, a choir melodiously singing carols in the town centre and children sitting on santa’s lap asking for a present for being good all year round, sparkly christmas trees, lots of mulled wine and egg nog, minced pies, a rush to get all the christmas shopping done, parties, dinners and family gatherings….yup! all sounds like that beautiful time of the year again – Christmas! And I don’t know about you, but yes I do love this festival 🙂

It is a glorious celebration of the birth of our Lord, Jesus Christ. However, let us not forget, his parents; St. Joseph and Mother Mary.

Mary was born to St. Anne and St. Joachim of Israel. Joachim was a wealthy man and always made a double offering to God. He was once denied to do so first, as he had not raised a child (Anne and Joachim had been trying for an offspring for a long time). As a result, Joachim went into the desert, pitched his tent there and decided to fast for forty days and forty nights whilst praying to God for an offspring. Anna, who was also frustrated, sat under a laurel tree and prayed to God to bless her with an offspring, just as he had blessed Sarah (wife of Abraham) with Isaac. Suddenly, an angel appeared to Anne revealing that her prayer had been answered by the Lord and that she will be blessed with an offspring. On hearing this, Anna was overjoyed and vouched to dedicate her child to serving the Lord. Nine months later, Anna gave birth to a baby girl, Mary.

At the age of three, Mary was presented to the temple by her parents in order to be educated and serve the Lord. When she reached the age of fourteen, the priest of the temple had a visitation from an angel stating to gather all the widowers of the region and ask them to carry a staff. The one that the Lord points out to, shall be Mary’s husband. The priest did as he was told, and a dove came out of Joseph’s staff ; and he was the chosen one.

Mary through the power of the holy spirit, conceived Jesus. She is a symbol of compassion, kindness, innocence, mercy and is a pure soul.

St. Joseph, was a working man, a carpenter and not well to do. He once offered two turtle-doves (pigeons) as a sacrifice to the Lord, as he could not afford a lamb. He was hardworking, righteous and dedicated his life to serve God and obey his commands. Above all, he loved Jesus dearly and did everything he could to protect his child. When an angel appeared to him and told him to leave the town as his child was not safe, he did as he was told and stayed in Egypt, till he was further instructed that it was safe to return.

Let us celebrate Christmas this year, by remembering the humble parents of Jesus and their life. Let us remember their virtues and strive to imbibe these in our daily lives.

featured image courtesy: filcatholic.org

 

It is all about….

It had been a while since I read a good book, you know the ones that capture your soul and make you feel warm from inside? Where you are completely engrossed in the imaginary world that you create, where you cry, laugh and empathise with the characters? Where you can truly begin to fathom the essence of life?

Just over a month ago, whilst visiting my parents, my mom mentioned a book that I must read, a book that will truly make me question life, a book that will aid me in my spiritual journey, a book that will make me open my heart and look into my soul, a book that will make me ponder and dwell on the words and leap with joy as to how simple and beautiful they are. At the time, I hastily accepted to read the book thinking it will be a ‘heavy philosophical read’ and making a mental note to read it at some point when I felt inclined to do so.

I wanted to really finish the one I was already reading and I dislike leaving a book unread once I start, but somehow I just couldn’t get into it. And so after several attempts to just finish the book I finally abandoned it and picked up the one that my mom suggested from the shelf ……it is called ‘ The forty rules of love’ by Eli Shafak.

And it was exactly all that my mom had said, a truly beautiful and spiritual read. It was all about ‘love’, loving God, loving your family and friends, your work colleagues, even strangers on the street. And if we are able to love, we are also able to be kind and compassionate. I remember a number of people telling me throughout life….. but, love is not everything!! Love doesn’t feed your tummy, love doesn’t pay your bills, love is not all that makes a marriage work, think from your head and not your heart. Be practical, be ruthless. But I have always disagreed, call me stupid but I have always worn my heart on my sleeve. For me success is not about affording to buy a chanel bag (though that would be nice) or to have lots of money etc, it is about being surrounded by love and the memories that I create with my friends and family. I have no idea whether not being practical will come to bite me in the *** in the future; but for me I have always wanted to ‘live a little’.

One thing that I find extremely hard to do is ‘control’ my emotions. I have always been a bit short-tempered and get angry and irritated very easily, but something that I read in the book touched my heart, every time you feel overwhelming anger replace the persons face or your thought with a face that you love or something that makes you happy….and it will certainly prevent you from saying harsh words or doing something rash. Isn’t that beautiful. So this is my task for this month and I hope to be more loving and less short tempered.

We all worry about our jobs, finances, family, wanting more, being successful….. but honestly, how many of us worry about our souls???

I read this deeply meaningful story by Rumi ;

A tourist visited a Sufi saint.

He was astonished to see that the Sufi’s home was a simple room.

The only furniture was a mat and a kerosene lamp.

Tourist: “Sufi, where is your furniture?”

Sufi: “Where is yours?”

Tourist: “Mine? But I’m only a visitor here.”

Sufi: “So am I !”

Our life here is only temporary, during sermon at Church last Sunday, the priest said that we live in a world of game of thrones and the apprentice; ruthless and competitive, but let us not forget to live in a world of love!

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