A Blessed Pedro Calungsod Songbook
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A Blessed Pedro Calungsod Songbook
Cebu Carmel
MATER AMABILIS~MOTHER MOST AMIABLE Meditations on Mary - Terence Cardinal Cook We should recognize that we live in a world of defects and limitations, where no character is without a flaw and where no life is without its tempering of pain. Life with its joys and sorrows has been likened to a rose bush with its beautiful flowers and its sharp thorns. We all need the power to overlook or to smile away some of the distressing details of existence. In each life much must be ignored and in each personality much must be forgiven and forgotten. There are people who do not forget anything- the way you acted the day everything went wrong- hasty judgements that you repented as soon as they are made- words that you said before you knew it. With God's help, we can control our feelings of depression and their outward manifestations. "And now I beg you to be of good cheer"~St. Paul. Mother Most Amiable, never an unkind oppressing look in your eyes ,never a wounding, depressing word from your lips, never a bitter, discouraging thought in your heart please Pray for us.
Yes, my beloved, this is how my life will be consumed. I have no other means of proving my love than of strewing flowers... ~St. Thérèse
How beautiful on the mountains are the feet of those who bring good news, who proclaim peace, who bring good tidings, who proclaim salvation, who say to Zion, "Your God reigns!" Isaiah 52:7
O Eternal Love, You command Your Sacred Image to be painted And reveal to us the inconceivable fount of mercy, You bless whoever approaches Your rays, And a soul all black will turn into snow. O sweet Jesus, it is here You established the throne of Your mercy To bring joy and hope to sinful man. From Your open Heart, as from a pure fount, Flows comfort to a repentant heart and soul. May praise and glory for this Image Never cease to stream from man's soul. May praise of God's mercy pour from every heart, Now, and at every hour, and forever and ever. O My God When I look into the future, I am frightened, But why plunge into the future? Only the present moment is precious to me, As the future may never enter my soul at all. It is no longer in my power, To change, correct or add to the past; For neither sages nor prophets could do that. And so, what the past has embraced I must entrust to God. O present moment, you belong to me, whole and entire. I desire to use you as best I can. And although I am weak and small, You grant me the grace of your omnipotence. And so, trusting in Your mercy, I walk through life like a little child, Offering You each day this heart Burning with love for Your greater glory. O my Jesus, because of my trust in You, I weave thousands of garlands, and I know That they will all blossom. And I know that they will all blossom When God's sun will shine on them. + O great and Divine Sacrament That veils my God! Jesus, be with me each moment, And no fear will enter my heart. ~~~~~~ + J.M.J. [Jesus, Mary, and Joseph] 3 God and souls King of Mercy, guide my soul. Sister M. Faustina of the Blessed Sacrament Vilnius, July 28, 1934
Q.was she beautiful? Oh! Oh! Yes indeed! And even more than that!” "so lovely that, when you have seen her once, you would willingly die to see her again!" ~St. Bernadette Soubirous
Carmel of Lisieux
"Holy Mother, pierce Me through, in my heart each wound renew, of my Savior crucified."
To Christ Crucified
Heaven that you have promised me, my God, Does not move me to love you. Nor does hell so dreadful move me To leave all that offends you.
You move me, Lord. It moves me to see you Mocked, nailed to that cross. It moves me to see your body so wounded. Your dishonour moves me, and your death.
You move me to your love in such a way That —even if there were no heaven— I would love you; And —even if there were no hell— I would fear you.
You do not have to give to gain my love; For —even if what I hope for becomes hopeless— In the same way I love you, I would love you still.
Auntie dear on her 25th Anniv.
Entered the convent at the age of 18, youngest of her siblings, and honestly with no bias, she has the beauty a man could ever dream =) More like of a St. Clare story "You will never know true happiness until you have truly loved..."
Carmelite Monastery (O.C.D.)
Cebu City, Philipines
Archdiocesan Shrine of Our Lady of Guadalupe
Cebu City, Philippines
Blessed Pedro Calungsod
Canonization Date: Oct. 21, 2012
~Our Lady of Fatima
"In my Little Way all things are common and ordinary. It is necessary that all that I do, little souls should be able to do also."
~St. Therese
Late have I loved thee, O Beauty so ancient and so new. Late have I thee! Thou wert within me, while I was outside of myself. I was searching for thee in all the outward joys and beauties. And all I found was loneliness. Then I fell and was broken by those same lovely things which I sought—things that thou thyself made. Yet thou wert with me, while I was not with thee. I was being kept from thee by my hunger for the world’s lovely things. I did not even recognize that all the things I sought had been created by Someone, or they would not exist at all. Then thou called me and cried to me and broke through my deafness! Thou sent forth your beam, the light of your magnificently beautiful presence. Thou shone your Self upon me to drive away my blindness. Thou breathed your fragrance upon me…and in astonishment I drew my breath…now I pant for thee! I tasted thee, and now I hunger and thirst for thee. Thou touched me!—I tasted thee, and now I burn to live within thy peace.
~St. Augustine 10:27
"...I shall always be united to you by prayer, and I ask Our Lord never to allow me to rejoice when you are suffering. I would even wish that my brother always have consolation, and I trials; perhaps this is self-fish?...But, no, since my only weapon is love and suffering..." ~Letter of St. Therese to P. Roulland Pray for us little Therese!