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@matersubcruce
I ask kindly that prayers be offered for my grandmother who has entered hospice care for vascular dementia. We have been told that she may not have more than a couple weeks left at this point, and she has been transitioned to palliative care while end of life preparations are made.
Please also pray for our family as we prepare to navigate the time of grief ahead, especially for my father who is an only child and has been solely responsible for managing every aspect of her care over the past few years, and has witnessed her decline during that time firsthand. My grandfather passed back in 2006, and as such has not been present to help with her care.
Any and all prayers, sympathy, and support are immensely appreciated.
How has God made you softer?
Before reverting back to Catholicism, I've admittedly wondered how venerating the Holy Mother of Christ could be anything but idolatry.
The level of profound emotion brought to her, and how people spoke of and to her, just made her appear so beautiful; to me, she was made to look akin to God.
"Akin to God", because that vision was the closest I've ever come to see and treat God Himself as. That's why, to see that being associated with Mary, simply felt like creating equivalence between her and God.
Now that I'm getting back into the Church, I've come to realise that it's not how I or others see/treat her that's the problem here, but rather how we see and treat God. I failed to understand that I don't need to minimise Mary's profound role in our lives, history and spirituality to not falsely equate her to the Creator Himself. Rather, I ought to acknowledge the even more profound infinity and power of God.
The Theotokos isn't our false idol. She's the arrow that points to Heaven, to her Son, our Saviour. If she's so awe-inspiring to so many Christians, imagine how immensely wonderful, sweet, inspiring and loving her Creator, our God, is.
Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee.
Sorry for not doing the tag game you tagged me in I love you
In case you need a reminder: Jesus loves you unconditionally and He would love to hear from you 🎀🩷🎀
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“There Will Come Soft Rains”, Ray Bradbury
Desiring purity and holiness means facing the impurities and unholy things that stir up within you everyday, not out of hatred or malice, but the gratitude and reflection of how the love of God sees and makes known to you every impure and wicked work in you, for your salvation and His merciful glory. To have zealousy and sorrowful reliance that His plan and purpose is bearing to fruition, despite our rottenness. Like compost our imperfections feeds the seed of faith, which roots and strengthens us in the seasons of testing and temptation, both that we can endure and flee from.
(Timoleon Karl von Neff)
sometimes you invent mind prisons for yourself for no good reason and youre like "i really like being in the mind prison" even though you dont actually like being in the mind prison
Please pray for me. I have a difficult call I need to make that I am dreading. Please pray that it goes well, I've been incredibly anxious about it for days.
i truly feel like i've hit rock bottom. i hope it only gets better from here. I pray that it does.
i wish so badly that i had more friends to talk about Jesus with.
Compassion (1897) by William-Adolphe Bouguereau (French, 1825 – 1905), oil on canvas, 2.6 m (102.7 in) x 1.2 m (47.2 in), Musée d'Orsay, Paris