Pope Francis’ Prayer Intentions for October

Posted October 1, 2018 by pussywillowpress
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JMJ

Blessed October!

Here is our Holy Father’s prayer intention for this month
dedicated to Holy Rosary, as found here.

OCTOBER
Evangelization: The Mission of Religious
That consecrated religious men and women
may bestir themselves,
and be present among the poor, the marginalized,
and those who have no voice.

May God bless your prayer!

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Pope Francis’ Prayer Intention for September, 2018

Posted September 1, 2018 by pussywillowpress
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JMJ

Blessed September!

Here is our Holy Father’s prayer intention for this month
dedicated to Our Lady of Sorrows, as found here.

SEPTEMBER
Universal: Young People in Africa
That young people in Africa
may have access to education and work
in their own countries.

May God bless your prayer!

Pope Francis’ Prayer Intentions for August

Posted August 1, 2018 by pussywillowpress
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JMJ

Blessed August!

Here is our Holy Father’s prayer intention for this month
dedicated to The Immaculate Heart of Mary, as found here.

AUGUST
Universal: The treasure of Families
That any far-reaching decisions of economists and politicians
may protect the family as one of the treasures of humanity.

May God bless your prayer!

Jesus Wanted Brothers (& Sisters)

Posted May 27, 2018 by pussywillowpress
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JMJ

The only Son of God died for us,
so that He might not remain alone.
He Who died as the only Son
did not want to remain the only Son.

For the only Son of God made many sons of God.
He bought brothers for Himself by His Blood;
He made them welcome by being rejected;
He ransomed them by being sold;
He honored them by being dishonored;
He gave them life by being put to death.
~St. Augustine (Sermo 171)

A family asked their children
if they’d rather have a new baby brother or sister–
or a puppy.
The children chose the puppy.

I can relate.
As a child, I probably would’ve chosen a kitty.
But that just shows how far I was
from the Heart of Jesus.

He didn’t want to remain an only Son!
He didn’t want to be an only Child.

And this was no slight preference!
He was so passionate about acquiring a large family
that “He bought brothers for Himself by His Blood”!
He counted no price too high to pay
for brothers (& sisters)…
for you.

The Sacred Heart and the Church

Posted April 22, 2018 by pussywillowpress
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…a husband is head of the wife,
just as Christ is the Head of the Church,
being Himself Savior of the body
~Ephesians 5:23-24

if the man is the head,
the woman is the heart,
and as he occupies the chief place in ruling,
so she may and ought to claim for herself
the chief place in love.
~Pope Pius XI, Casti Connubii, paragraph 27

From this it follows that the Church, Jesus’ Bride,
is (mystically) His Heart.

That puts a whole new perspective
on devotion to the Sacred Heart!

Man put a crown of thorns on Jesus’ head.
He received it on His Heart-
that’s where St. Margaret Mary Alacoque saw it
when Jesus revealed his Sacred Heart to her, burning with love.

The Church is crowned with thorns
(hedged about with thorns–
protected from invasion as a “garden enclosed”, cf. Song of Songs 4:12),
burning with love,
pierced with a sword.

Mary, her heart pierced with a sword at her Son’s crucifixion,
is its exemplar.

To enter into Jesus’ Sacred Heart,
to be enfolded in His love and mercy,
is to enter into His Church,
to be enfolded within Her.

This fits with the revelation of Divine Mercy as well,
the Blood and Water, Baptism and the Eucharist
(and, by extension, all the Sacraments),
flowing from Jesus’ Heart,
the Church.

Note that Jesus’ Heart is crowned–
the Church is crowned.
The Head does not reserve all glory to Himself.
He has made a gift of His Crown to His Beloved,
not as His superior,
but as His ambassador.
She bears His authority in perfect communion with Him.
As He does only what He sees His Father doing (John 5:19),
so She does only what She sees Him doing.
The two become one.

This is what it means
to be married.

St. Joseph Leads the Rosary

Posted November 16, 2017 by pussywillowpress
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JMJ

Somewhere I ran across the idea of offering the rosary to St. Joseph
as a bouquet of “spiritual roses & lilies”
for him to present to his bride.

How sweet!

I love it when husbands give flowers to their wives :).

But when I think of what sort of bouquet
my rosaries end up being,
I started asking St. Joseph to help me pray
and to fix them up for me
(he is a handyman, after all)
before presenting them to Mary.

I’ve given him a lot of work to do.
He’s been very patient with me!

Recently, the idea came to me
(thank you, guardian angel!)
of letting St. Joseph lead the rosary.

How does Joseph pray the “Our Father”?
Or the “Hail Mary”?

What perspective does he have
on the Mysteries of his Son’s life?

Those are some of the best rosaries I’ve prayed!
I recommend it :).

Da-ddy! The DOLL!

Posted October 11, 2017 by pussywillowpress
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JMJ

(my re-telling, since I can’t find the original…)

Two little girls, out shopping with their father, stopped in their tracks.

There, in a shop window, was

THE DOLL!

Her hair was all curls, her cheeks rosy, her smile radiant,
her gown, afloat with ruffles and lace.
Her eyes opened and closed.
She could drink from a bottle.

She was every little girl’s dream.

Suddenly, nothing else mattered.

THE DOLL was EVERYTHING!

Their little noses pressed against the glass of the shop window,
the sisters squealed with delight,
“Daddy! Daddy! THE DOLL!”

Smiling at their excitement, Daddy promised that it would be theirs–
not right away, but when the time was right.

Bursting with joy,
the girls threw their arms around each other
and  bounced up and down.
“THE DOLL!  THE DOLL!”

Days went by.

No doll.

Weeks went by.

No doll.

One day, Daddy came home to find one daughter
huddled in the corner of the couch, dissolved in tears.
Enfolding her in his strong arms, he asked gently,
“What’s the matter, Sweetheart?”

Pulling away, she curled into a ball of misery,
wailing,
“Da-ddy” (*sniff* *gulp* *sobsob*)
“THE DO- (*gulp* *sob*) -OLL!”

Just then, the door burst open as her sister flew into the room,
launched herself into her father’s arms
and began smothering him with kisses.

“Well, well, what’s all this about?!”

Her eyes dancing, she exclaimed,
“Da-ddy! THE DO-OLL!”

Confident in her father’s faithfulness,
she was celebrating his promise
as if its fulfillment was already hers.

My Heavenly Father has made me much more amazing promises than this.

Every day, I have the choice to imitate one of these two girls.
The joy rings through my memory:
“Da-ddy! THE DOLL!”


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