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Monday, December 31, 2012

Peace



"Do not let yourself be distracted by the great noises of war, the dramatic descriptions of misery, and the sensational expressions of human cruelty... 
The newspapers, movies, and war novels may make you numb, but they do not create in you a true desire for peace..."
-Nouwen, Henri, The Path of Peace, Finding My Way Home: Pathways to life and spirit, (Diliman, Quezon City:  Claretian Publications, 2004),80.


I was at St. Paul's Saturday afternoon when I received an invitation to reflect on 'peace.'


The reflection grew with several posts I read ~ 'survival stories,' an uproar on justice, war, gruesome crimes, family misunderstandings, passing of a bill I don't support, etc. 

It took me to a dream I had in November, it was a short flash but it was enough for me to remember ~ I saw the devil sitting on top of my roof 

"it prowls like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour" (I Peter 5,8 NIV).

It's the second time I saw it. The first was in the form of wolves chasing after me... 

"Be alert" (I Peter 5,8 NIV)... It deceives, disturbs and divides...

"Resist him, standing firm in the faith, because you know that your brothers throughout the world are undergoing the same kind of suffering" (I Peter 5,9 NIV).

I've always clung to a wall for support.  It's strong, steadfast and full of love...

God lives inside... and as long as He does, the devil can NEVER enter...

Several friends wrote me during my absence. Believe me, the silence to cull the impurities was worth the wait...


Everything came together this Christmas: Belle was hospitalized, my mom suffered nausea and vomiting for several days and I had to switch antibiotics for a lung infection I still have now... 

I realized how short life really is... 

I broke into reminiscing several instances of my inquietude...

and I also recalled periods of grace ~when God gave me true peace ... HOPE! I unlocked these treasures in my mind ...



...redemption...

...in Rome, seeing the Pope face-to-face... One Friday moment



...retreat...

...in Africa, those moments in the water
... and in the desert

... the Christmas concert...






...reconciliation...

... little Strawberry in our midst this Christmas... 




...recreation...

... my Satur-dates ... Affairs of the Heart


...renewal...

Arvy's promised Communion early 2013...

My aunt spoke to a catechist in our parish who would help us out this January... thanks God!

Let nothing disturb you,
Let nothing frighten you,
All things are passing away:
God never changes.
Patience obtains all things
Whoever has God lacks nothing;
God alone suffice.


-St. Teresa d'Avila-
(Source: EWTN Prayer Devotions )





There are so many things, news, events, incidents that take away our HOPE, JOY and PEACE this Christmas season... Look at that baby... 

"Keep your eyes on the prince of peace, the one who doesn't cling to his divine power... That one, Jesus, is the source of all peace" (pp.80-81).




Christmas Concert


December 26, 2009 at 3:02 am, lifted from my 'Memoirs of a Young Traveler'

"It's the most wonderful time of the year..." goes one song. 


It's the BEST time of the year for me...

I remember on one occasion, I was asked by an Egyptian priest to play for the Arabic community in a mini concert sponsored by our bishop. I said okay, even if they told me about it a few minutes before the concert began. It was good that they had the musical sheets readied, I had time to rehearse with them (but I practically had to read the notes from right to left). Anyway, the best part came before we sang our Christmas carols. I was a bit jittery, still studying the notes. 

There was this little African boy who looked at me intently. He had those cute innocent eyes. I was anticipating what he might need. I thought maybe he was getting hungry... or maybe he was lost and was looking for his mother. I was thinking a lot of things, when he suddenly took my hand and held it (and held it for several minutes).


 I was a bit surprised by his gesture. All the while  I thought I was holding him but it was the boy holding me and was thinking of my needs. He gave me more than what I needed at that moment... 

He gave me peace...





A thought flashed on my mind and I looked at the manger on the altar. There was this infant lying so peacefully on the hay. 

He was just waiting for the singing. This concert was for Him. So when the time finally arrived, I played the song from my heart... 

and it was because of this tiny hand that reached out to me...




















Monday, December 24, 2012

Kindly visit my Christmas post at We Have A Story


Kindly visit my Christmas post at We Have A Story

my drawing of the Madonna and Child on chalk between 2009-2010, adapted image

"The question is:
Is the humanity of our time still waiting for a Savior?...

...despite its contradictions, worries and tragedies, and perhaps precisely because of them,
humanity today seeks a path of renewal,
of salvation,
it seeks a Savior and awaits,
sometimes unconsciously,
the coming of the Savior who renews the world and our life,
the coming of Christ,
the one true Redeemer of man
and of the whole of man."

~ Pope Benedict XVI, General Audience, December 20, 2006

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