Ahuv Sheli

It's almost December and I have managed to write only two posts for this month. I have squeezed my brain out for the last couple of weeks since I came back and sought for inspiration from the blogs that I read, but still ~ nada ...  Dad's old painting  Maybe I was just looking too hard at the wrong places...but... On the second day of the liturgical year, three people   visited me in my dreams . They gave me back some personal things I left in the missionary house.  A former confidant  spoke to me in my room and asked for my forgiveness.  While in reality, I've chosen complete  silence over the matter ... in my dream, I unleashed all those feelings ensconced all throughout these three years.  I woke up with tears. I realized that instead of simplifying things by just articulating the truth, I found them left to their own judgment of the circumstances ~ leaving scars in the relationship. It has happened many times and I'd often cough out an

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It wasn't as dramatic as the encounter of Jesus and the woman at the well... God led me there... Walking with a Broken Heart I found my way in a bookstore...you should see a couple of books I enjoyed browsing (well, at least their titles)... I wish finding a soulmate was just as easy as shaking hands with a stranger... but do we ever need to look for them ourselves? These are familiar names but... hmmm... not yet... not these books... Oh, are they really? Oh, my heart says it's near... How to Mend a Broken Heart sample PDF And there, I found it! ------------------------------------ The book took me side by side with the Old Testament. I thought I could just speedread it, but a good book is definitely worth buying. I realized each day as every Chapter evinced that we are all broken hearted ~ wounded people. It's not just because one is scorned or set free that we experience this. I see a deeper brokenness embedded in eac

They Met Me In Dreams: First Part I saw familiar faces and heard them droning, looking at me with strange eyes, as I brisked my way to the empty pew. The celebration was about to start but something just didn't fit in the picture... I fail to point what it is...         "No..."                  "Why?" They continued to drill my thoughts and I... I woke up with those queries reverberating on my mind... My missionary friends would often visit me in my dreams especially on my periods of desolation... but they usually came in twos or threes and prayed for me. This time, 2nd of October, they were an assembly and have celebrated the Eucharist with me. It was the Feast of the Guardian Angels... exactly two months after Our Lady of the Angels of Porziuncola. Was God preempting what was to come? He Met Me At Noon: Second Part "Then Jesus was led by the Spirit into the desert to be tempted by the devil."   Mt.4,1 NIV