Posted on 07/01/2010 9:03:55 AM PDT by Mad Dawg
Rafael Cardinal Merry del Val
O Jesus! meek and humble of heart, Hear me.
From the desire of being esteemed, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the desire of being loved, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the desire of being extolled, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the desire of being honored, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the desire of being praised, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the desire of being preferred to others, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the desire of being consulted, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the desire of being approved, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the fear of being humiliated, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the fear of being despised, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the fear of suffering rebukes, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the fear of being calumniated, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the fear of being forgotten, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the fear of being ridiculed, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the fear of being wronged, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the fear of being suspected, Deliver me, Jesus.
That others may be loved more than I, Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.
That others may be esteemed more than I, Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.
That, in the opinion of the world, others may increase and I may decrease,Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.
That others may be chosen and I set aside, Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.
That others may be praised and I unnoticed, Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.
That others may be preferred to me in everything, Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.
That others may become holier than I,
provided that I may become
as holy as I should, Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.
Dominicus Gabriel Mariae
O most gracious Lord Jesus:
To redeem an undeserving humanity
You gave up everything you had.
In your mercy, grant us the grace
of despising all things but you
and your love
That we may know the joy
you brought to us
through your dolorous Passion
and Death,
Who live and reign in might and bliss
with the Father and the Holy Spirit,
One God, in everlasting glory.
But some of it is because I am a wussy. And my wussiness is related to my vanity and to my looking anywhere but to Godwards for my sense of self and my comfort.
This reveals to me that, however much I despise hot-dogging, I do a lot of it and feel hurt when the crowd does not applause. However much I look down on playing to the gallery, I do a lot of it myself.
My own heart teacheth me the wickedness of the ungodly!
Beautiful post! (Hits far too close to home!)
Thank you.
Vanitometer
Amen, TC
That’s my usual post Mass prayer! I’m learning it in Latin, the way he wrote it.
I have a feeling that God gets a special twinkle in His eye when He sees you. ;-)))
(Amen to the prayer)
To think that my Lord might take some delight in me? It makes my head explode!
...Let our teaching tend toward this goal: to urge the timid to constancy, the proud to fear, the bold to reflection, the lukewarm to fervor, the boisterous to silence, the speechless to a word of exhortation, the impatient to gentleness, the careless to vigilance, the cruel to forbearance, the hasty and demanding to restraint.Here's what I think: It is good to know our gifts, to use them, to enjoy them, to offer them to God.
It is better to remember that God means to make us perfect, nothing less. To do so, He will be not only rearranging the furniture, but gutting and rebuilding the entire house.
As He does so, that feature which we thought the best and most attractive may, for a while be torn down or put in some less prominent position. (Since the men in my family usually die of stroke, I expect that one day my wit and verbal facility will be taken from me, so this reflection has great force for me.)
What I must learn to prize, what I need God to teach me, is that what I have and what I can do are not the most important thing. What is most important is Who has me and what HE can do.
Lord,
You heal all things and bring all to perfection.
Now that I have soiled and broken my gifts, my very self,
I bring it all to You for You to clean and mend,
So that all my days I may rejoice in Your glory,
Who live and reign with the Father and the Holy Spirit,
one God,
in glory everlasting.
Good morning!
“It is better to remember that God means to make us perfect, nothing less. To do so, He will be not only rearranging the furniture, but gutting and rebuilding the entire house.”
Isn’t THAT the truth!
(Amen to the prayer)
I sometimes think that ego is one of the most important things in life.
That which we defend so vigorously and cling to so tenaciously is the very thing we are to surrender.
Not my will but thine.
I think this is why the idea of “dying daily” is so central.
I was just going over this thread looking for some inspiration for today’s post and I was reminded of your eye.
How is it doing? How are you doing?
The eye continues to improve. The bubble is gone. Healing is taking place. The doc says I can’t do anything for another month ~ and he means anything.
Good Morning!
(I) I believe it’s day #50.
(II) I think it’s time to offer someone who isn’t a Catholic the job of coming up with a devotional message and a morning wake-up ping for a week, how about starting this coming Sunday the twenty-tooth?
Would all inneressed non-Cat’licks please Freepmail me today and tomorrow? Sat AM I will announce the loser and send him or her the pingity-ping list.
Boatbums: On account of your sterling service, I mean to consult you before we lay the mantle on the next volunteer.
Remember folks: If competence were a qualifier, I wouldn’t be doing this. NO false modesty allowed. Whom God calls he also equips.
(III) Of course, the fun part is that we may have a notion of our vocation entirely different from His. I used to think that, surely, my vocation was to become Archbishop of Canterbury some day — surely. I figured I would be consecrated in 1984 as the clocks struck 13.
But maybe my vocation is to flutter uselessly around the Church like a moth around a flame, negligible except for the persistence of my yearning. Or maybe it is some other thing. How can I, in the middle of the confusion of life, think of evaluating my life in any useful way?
May God, who sees the heart and knows exactly what it needs, open my eyes to see as much as I need to see of His plan and my heart to fill it with Himself, so that every step I take is taken by Him and in the path He has laid out before me.
Good morning! I have reached the conclusion that my vocation is to clean. Fortunately, I’m good at it, and it never gets done so I’ll always be needed.
It’s always good to have the problem defined. Now just hang on for a couple of decades ....
Amen!
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