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Monday, 13 February 2012

Some Photos with Our Lady of Lourdes Grotto


I have just realized lately that I have so many photos with Our Lady of Lourdes Grotto. Everytime I see a nice grotto of Her, I will take a photo of it. I know I have more photos but these are only a few of what I found in my photo albums and online albums.

Our Lady of Lourdes Grotto, Boracay




Lourdes Grotto, Baguio City
About 252 steps lead to this shrine where pilgrims brave the steep climb to offer sacrifices, devotion and  prayers.

Lourdes Grotto, Baguio City
Lourdes Grotto, Baguio City

One is rewarded with a panoramic view of the city... this is the Summer Capital of the Philippines as it's cold here.

Lourdes Grotto at Dhio Endheka Spring Resort, Tabaco City

Lourdes Grotto at Dhio Endheka Spring Resort, Tabaco City
I love the waterfalls here.


Our Lady of Lourdes Grotto, St. Jude Church, Bacacay, Albay
Our Lady of Lourdes Grotto, St. John the Baptist Church, Tabaco City
Lourdes Grotto at St. Anthony de Padua Church, Tabaco City
Our Lady of Lourdes Grotto, St. John the Baptist Church, Tabaco City
Mama Mary's Birthday
Our Lady of Lourdes Grotto, St. John the Baptist Church
Tabaco City
Feast of Our Lady of Lourdes, Feb. 11
Lourdes Grotto at Saint Mary of the Angels Church
Cardiff, UK
Our Lady of Lourdes Grotto, St. John the Baptist Church
Tabaco City
Feast of Our Lady of Lourdes, Feb. 11


Our Very Own Little Grotto in our garden
I offered this to Our Lady for her feast

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The Grotto
To the west of Lourdes, beyond the river Gave, is an old rock promontory, jutting up from the ground. This rock was known locally as the 'Big Rock', or Massabieille as it is called in the local patois. In those days, it was a dark and deserted place, always quiet and used as the local dumping ground. The path to Massabieille was a winding one, going from Rue de Baous (now Rue de la Grotte) toward the Gave, across the Pont Vieux and passing the field which belonged to Monsieur.

Photograph Of Bernadette Taken At The Grotto
1862 - Three Years After Apparitions

The huge old rock has an excavation at its base, eight metres deep and twelve across. This is the grotto itself. Above it, and a little to the right, is another opening, a small niche. There is a small tunnel joining the little niche to the main opening, but this is partly blocked by a marble cube. Beneath the niche, a wild rose bush hangs low down and sweeps across the floor of the grotto.

Trees and bushes surmount the rock, and in front of it rushes the waters of the Gave, combined with the water from the Savy mill. The locals tended to avoid the place, due to its quiet desolation and wild appearance. Bernadette knew the place existed, but she had never been there in all her life.

Neither did she have any plans to visit it, but, she did, and when she did, the first Apparition took place.


Sunday, 12 February 2012

A tribute to Whitney Houston

Thank you for the amazing music you brought into the world. Hopefully, you're singing with angels now. You will be missed dearly. May you rest in peace.

GREATEST LOVE OF ALL




Friday, 10 February 2012

A Reflection on the Feast of Our Lady of Lourdes


Feast of Our Lady of Lourdes
February 11

One of the most renowned apparitions of Mary began on February 11, 1858. The Blessed Mother appeared to a girl named Bernadette Soubrious.

Bernadette, a 14 year-old peasant girl and was the oldest daughter among the six children of Francois Soubrious and Louise Casterot. Her family was one of the poorest in town. Her father had no work so she had to exert extra effort for her family even though she was sickly.

One day her family allowed her to collect firewood, along with her two friends. During that time, the people cooked their food and heated their house with firewood. Bernadette and her friends passed by the rock of Massabielle a rocky outcropping in a wild and isolated part of the countryside. After a little while, her friends decided to cross the river that ran near the rock. Bernadette wanted to go with them but the water was too cold and she didn’t want her feet to get wet. But she didn’t want to be left behind by her friends so she went to the other side and removed her shoes. All of a sudden, Bernadette heard a loud noise. And when she turned her back she caught sight of a very beautiful Lady clothed in white with a rosary hanging on her arm standing in a grotto in the rock. The beautiful Lady smiled at her and summoned her to pray the rosary and they prayed together.

Bernadette told her mother what she saw. Her mother didn’t believe her and prevented Bernadette to visit the place again. Bernadette obeyed her mother. When news about the incident spread, some of Bernadette’s friends asked Madame Soubrious if Bernadette could go back to the grotto. This time her mother allowed her.

The Lady appeared again to Bernadette and asked her to come for 15 days. The Lady appeared to her every time she was there. Many people who came with Bernadette could not see the Lady but they knew that Bernadette saw something so special and beautiful because she would look very happy.

Bernadette repeated to the people what the Lady told her. She was told to tell people to pray and do penance. All must pray especially for the conversion of the sinners. The Lady wanted them to strengthen their faith in the Lord, and have a pure heart as a dwelling place of the Holy Spirit. The Lady also told Bernadette to tell the priests to have a procession and to build a chapel in the place where she had appeared. The Lady of the grotto made a new spring of water and told Bernadette to drink and wash herself in it.

After 18 appearances of the Lady to Bernadette, the lady finally told her that she is the Immaculate Conception. Bernadette was confused about what she heard and kept on asking herself what those words meant? But as she walked through the road going to the priest’s house, she kept on remembering them and repeated it to herself many times so she would remember them correctly. The village priest knew what those words meant and was very surprised after hearing Bernadette.

The Lady in the grotto who appeared to Bernadette was the Blessed Virgin Mary herself. She is the Immaculate Conception because she was created in her mother’s womb without original sin because she was going to be the Mother of Jesus.

The little village of Lourdes had been greatly honored by the appearances of the Blessed Mother. Millions of people go to visit the Shrine of Our Lady of Lourdes. Because of great faith to the Blessed Mother many people of different illness were miraculously healed and testimonies of renewed faith fill many books.

What is the message of Lourdes?

First, we are called to look at the grace and holiness of Christ in Mary, become converted, and be healed spiritually. It is a call to enter fully into the mystery of the redemption. 

The second message was that of prayer. In order to be more fully conformed to the will of God, we must pray without ceasing. Prayer leads us to the Spirit of God.

The third part of the message was Bernadette herself – simple Bernadette. She was humble and poor. She could not explain things very well. But, she had a pure heart. And, it was this purity of heart that opened her up to receive the grace of the Holy Spirit and to experience the fruits of the redemption.

Our Lady made some rather bizzare requests of Bernadette – to eat grass like salad, to dig in the dirt and mud with her hands to find a healing stream. Though humbling, Bernadette willingly performed these tasks despite the fact that she was laughed at and mocked by the townspeople. Mary’s appearance and Bernadette’s response present a picture of what it means to love God with our whole heart, mind, and strength and to love our neighbor as ourselves. It is a visible expression of purity of heart that calls us "Be it done unto me completely and fully according to your word. Accomplish in my life fully what you want to accomplish." This is in contrast to our culture where one’s own will, pleasures, desires, and interests take precedence. In our self-centered culture, the motto is, "Be it done according to my will."

Thus, the message of Lourdes is a call to personal conversion, prayer, and charity.

Let us follow the example of Bernadette in her purity of heart, obedience to God's will, and love for God and neighbor. May our hearts be purified by the Holy Spirit, as we follow in the footsteps of Our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
Picture of Bernadette Soubirous courtesy of Wikipedia
a humble 14-year-old French girl in a grotto near the town of Lourdes in France asking for, among other things, prayer and penance for sinners.

A PRAYER TO OUR LADY OF LOURDES
Picture of Our Lady of Lourdes courtesy of Wikipedia
Blessed Virgin Mary

♥ Our prayer time today will include the Rosary (of course) and a special prayer for this feast day.

Litany of our Lady of Lourdes
Lord have mercy; Lord have mercy.
Christ have mercy; Christ have mercy.
Lord have mercy; Lord have mercy.
Christ hear us; Christ graciously hear us.
God the Father of Heaven; Have mercy on us.
God the Son, Redeemer of the world; Have mercy on us.
God the Holy Spirit; Have mercy on us.
Holy Trinity, one God; Have mercy on us.
Holy Mary; Pray for us.
Holy Mother of God; Pray for us.
Mother of Christ; Pray for us.
Mother of our Savior; Pray for us.
Our Lady of Lourdes, help of Christians; Pray for us.
Our Lady of Lourdes, source of love; Pray for us.
Our Lady of Lourdes, mother of the poor; Pray for us.
Our Lady of Lourdes, mother of the handicapped; Pray for us.
Our Lady of Lourdes, mother of orphans; Pray for us.
Our Lady of Lourdes, mother of all children; Pray for us.
Our Lady of Lourdes, mother of all nations; Pray for us.
Our Lady of Lourdes, mother of the Church; Pray for us.
Our Lady of Lourdes, friend of the lonely; Pray for us.
Our Lady of Lourdes, comforter of those who mourn; Pray for us.
Our Lady of Lourdes, shelter of the homeless; Pray for us.
Our Lady of Lourdes, guide of travelers; Pray for us.
Our Lady of Lourdes, strength of the weak; Pray for us.
Our Lady of Lourdes, refuge of sinners; Pray for us.
Our Lady of Lourdes, comforter of the suffering; Pray for us.
Our Lady of Lourdes, help of the dying; Pray for us.
Queen of heaven; Pray for us.
Queen of peace; Pray for us.
Lamb of God, you take away the sins of the world; Spare us O Lord.
Lamb of God, you take away the sins of the world; Graciously hear us, O Lord.
Lamb of God, you take away the sins of the world; Have mercy on us.
Christ hear us; Christ graciously hear us.

Let us pray: Grant us, your servants, we pray you, Lord God, to enjoy perpetual health of mind and body. By the glorious intercession of Blessed Mary ever Virgin, may we be delivered from present sorrows, and enjoy everlasting happiness. Through Christ our Lord. Amen.


♥ As well as this beautiful novena prayer to Our Lady of Lourdes:

O ever Immaculate Virgin, Mother of Mercy, Health of the Sick, Refuge of Sinners, Comfort to the Afflicted,

you know my wants, my troubles, my sufferings. Deign to cast upon me a look of mercy. By appearing in the Grotto of Lourdes, you were pleased to make it a privileged sanctuary, whence you dispense your favors; and already many sufferers have obtained the cure of their infirmities, both spiritual and corporal.

I come, therefore, with the most unbounded confidence to implore your maternal intercession. Obtain, O loving Mother, the granting of my requests.

Through gratitude for favors, I will endeavor to imitate your virtues that I may one day share your glory.

Our Lady of Lourdes, pray for us. Amen.
(Our Father, Hail Mary, Glory Be.)


LINKS

Feasts of the Blessed Virgin Mary

Feast of Our Lady throughout the Year




Happy 60th Birthday Mama!!!


Fearless. Motivated. Loving. Optimistic. Generous. Caring.

That’s my mother.
Helen at 60
born February  10, 1952

A mother loves her children even when they least deserve to be loved. 
- Kate Samperi, "Mothers"
Happy Birthday!!! Mama you don’t look a day over 50, and you get even more beautiful with each passing year. There is so much I want to say but honestly I do not know where to begin, you have gone through so much in years. I know there was good and bad and many sufferings when you were in your younger years and when your mother(my grandma) passed away, you have to live with your siblings and work for them just for you to continue with your studies. I know those experiences made you strong and that's the mother I have known. A mum with a very strong personality but with a soft caring heart for her children. I would have to say you did an excellent job with raising all of us.The love that a mother has for her children is the most powerful, protective, caring, emotional, sacrificing love that will ever exist on this earth. I am truly blessed to have you as my mother. Your fervent prayers have kept me safe from harm or sickness. I admire you so much not just being a mother to me but I have witness your generosity  and your kindness in those in need. I got that from you. You have made our house a home.

Me with my Mama and Papa
Mama made this big lovely cake for my 1st Birthday. I so much love cakes until now maybe because of my mum's influence as I always licked the icings and scraped it using my finger when she was baking. I  surely got the passion for baking from her.

I have to thank you for all you have done in my life. Though no amount of thanks can compensate or equal the cares, worries, love and resources you expended on me. This is why it has been difficult to write this blog in the first instance. I am just expressing here how I love you so as you know me I'm only good in writing unlike my sister who can open up to you. 

Adam and Me with Mama at my grandmother's house

You and papa have cuddled me from my first cry. You gave me water and the milk of life. You continued caring for me day and night. You were sleepless all through your life as I would never be an adult before you but your baby. When I was sick you were more worried than any other person. Thank God we all survived the hazards of life. I can fully remember how we sleep together in one bed with my brother Adam in just a very simple small house. Even it was just me and my brother that time, I know now that it was so hard to raise two kids already, what more raising four kids with different personalities and being a wife to papa. You have given us so much. I remember you told me I always have the lion share. When I was in school since in kindergarten, even you and papa are still struggling that time but still I always have new bag, a new pair of shoes, pens, a nice umbrella, crayons and a lot of paper as I love drawing dresses before. You don't want me to be left behind with my classmates. I always have a new dress on Christmas and you never miss any special occasion in school even a PTA (Parent Teacher Association) meeting. You were always there and will get worried if I am still not at home by 5pm. Though I am not an achiever in school but still you never get tired of supporting me. You always have the nice praises for me to tell your friends and office mates. I have enjoyed my childhood so much. Thank you for letting me fall asleep on your shoulder or lap when we are travelling even until now that I am not a baby anymore. Thank you for being on the wet market early in the morning just to buy the fresh meat, fish and vegetables for us and even we are not that rich, you always make sure we have a nice special meals that me and siblings would love to eat in the table. I have cherished our many family memories we have shared together, especially the family vacations and the one-of-a-kind experiences. I am so thankful for our family lunch and dinners where we could all be together especially on Christmas, New year and birthdays, to share a delicious home-cooked meal. I truly appreciate all your undying love, time, sacrifices and care for us your children over the years.

Our Family
I know I should have given you more love, make you a proud mom like your other friends with their successful sons and daughters now and should be helping you to have a better life but I am really sorry for disappointing you for so many times. I am really trying and praying for it. I just hope someday I can really make you happy. I am sorry that I am still giving you worries, shame and burden in your heart as you said the other day. At your age, I know you deserve all the happiness and the contentment in life.  How could I hurt you of all people? You, who never gave up on me, you who always have the nice words for me. You, who always made me realize how special I am. Your smile still tells me that no matter what, you are always happy to see me, your eyes are enough to show the love that you have for me and I feel I am a bad daughter for bringing tears to those eyes. I love you mama. I promise that I will try to be the daughter you deserve to have. I know I am not saying sorry but I always feel you always have forgiven me already that I don't even have to say it. Just to see me, you feel okay already even if we have to argue over and over again. :)) There was even a time when you were like almost two weeks gone from us that I started to miss you scolding me. I realized I am so lucky to be scolded as it means you still recognize me. You always make sure that no one can maltreat us, you have fought for our rights and will always be there to protect us. I know I am not thankful to you always and been complaining for your anger and too much attention but mama you are a gem... a rare gem. I love you so much. I am such a lucky daughter to have you in my life.

One of my favorite photos with mama. I love her smile here.

I also have to thank you for naming me, Ma. (Maria) Cylen. I so much love my name now, and I like that I’m named after you and papa, combined. I thank you for bringing me into this world on the special feast of the Immaculate Conception which I truly love my birth date as I feel more closer to Mama Mary now. I am so grateful for you staying at home with all of us kids throughout our school years and beyond. Your influence has been extraordinary. I appreciate all of the time you invested into my life. Even before I realized it, you were praying for me. Prayers for everything from my health to school to career to a future husband. Only in heaven will you and I know the impact of those prayers in my life. You have given of yourself time and time again. You placed me before yourself even when I was not loveable. You have been a picture of Mama Mary's unconditional love to Jesus.

Equally beautiful ladies :))
Thank you for all your kisses and embraces. Thank you for all of the things that are not on this letter that helped shape who I am today. Thank you for loving me. Thank you for being my mama. 


With All of My Love and Respect a Daughter Could Ever Give to Her Mother,






I AM WOMAN

by HELEN REDDY


I am woman watch me grow
See me standing toe to toe
As I spread my lovin' arms across the land
But I'm still an embryo
With a long, long way to go


You're my World 
by Helen Reddy



You're my world, you are my night and day
You're my world, you're every prayer I pray
If our love ceases to be
That is the end of my world for me

With your hand resting in mine
I feel a power so divine

Sunday, 5 February 2012

Lighting a Candle




Click to LIGHT A CANDLE
Light a virtual candle for a birthday, anniversary, prayer, healing, birth, death, friendship or any occasion.

I was just thinking about candles as my boyfriend really loves lighting a candle. I do love it also everytime I drop by in Our Lady of Lourdes Grotto or any statue of a saint I visited. But my bf is really the one into buying and collecting different kind of votive candles for home use. He will lit it before we will pray the rosary and then everytime he will go to a church for a mass or for just a short visit.


Lighting a candle for a particular purpose or intention is practiced worldwide from people of all walks of life. Lighting a candle symbolizes bringing light to our wishes or desires. A candle can be lit as a prayer for peace or a request for healing. Candles are lit for prayer intentions. To "light a candle for someone" indicates one's intention to say a prayer for another person, and the candle symbolizes that prayer.


When I went to the home of my boyfriend's parents, there was also a tall candle in their home on Chirstmas day which they told me will be lit by the youngest member in a household. That youngest member is given the honour of striking the match and lighting a very large candle usually placed near the front window or where the Christmas dinner table is. So since I was the youngest, they told me to lit the candle. I was so honoured to do it and it was really a memorable experience for me to have lit the candle and prayed with them in silence. I have googled that this is an Irish tradition. It is a symbol of Irish hospitality, their way of welcoming Mary and Joseph... and any travelers who might happen to pass by looking for a warm place to stay. 


In an Irish tradition, when it is time to extinguish the flame, only a girl named Mary is supposed to have that honor. Oh, I'm really a Mary as I have a Maria in my name. :) Some carry out an alternative to this custom and have someone named Mary light the candle, then have the youngest blow it out. Perhaps this modern twist is better for those safety-conscious parents out there who really don't want their youngest child lighting a match at all, no matter what the tradition says! Blowing a candle out is much safer than lighting one! 


I found this blog posted by Matthew and let me share it also with you all.


The Sight of burning votive candles -real or electronic - is common in most Catholic churches. The candles are usually placed before statues of saints or at shrines. But how did this tradition get its start?

According to A Handbook of Catholic Sacramentals, by Ann Ball (Our Sunday Visitor Books), the practice of lighting candles in order to obtain some favor probably has its origins in the custom of burning lights at the tombs of the martyrs in the catacombs. The lights burned as a sign of solidarity with Christians still on earth. Because the lights continually burned as a silent vigil, they became known as vigil lights.

Vigil Lights (from the Latin vigilia, which means "waiting" or "watching") are traditionally accompanied by prayers of attention or waiting. Another common type of candle offering is the votive light. Such an offering is indicative of seeking some favor from the Lord or the saint before which the votive is placed.

Lighting a candle is a way of extending one's prayer and showing solidarity with the person on whose behalf the prayer is offered.

After the 9/11 tragedy, lit candles figured prominently in a televised concert affirming the power of goodness over the darkness of evil. The symbolism was similar to the Catholic custom of lighting candles as a form of prayer.

Source: "St. Anthony Messenger" Septmber 2003, Page 26
In the lighting of candles we remember and truly live the words of Our Lord: "I am the Light of the World." In the lighting of candles we not only pray, but our prayers become smaller symbols of the One Light of Christ. In burning candles, our prayers rise up to Heaven day and night; prayers for the saint's intercession are also common because of their friendship with God in Heaven. Saints are powerful intercessors. The lighting of candles has been observed since the early the time of the early martyrs.

I own several votive candles and nearly all churches have votive candles. Some churches ask for only a $1 donation to light one so they can purchase another, while some require up to $10. This is just to help them purchase new candles. Please realize it is a "donation" not an obligation; if you don't have the money, you will still be able to light a candle. There are many churches and Cathedrals over the Internet that will even light candles there for you if you send in a donation. Just one example is the St. Anthony Shrine of Cincinnati, Ohio.


Candles traditionally have been used in churches of all denominations because of their symbolic meaning of light. During weddings, masses, funerals and baptisms, candles' function is to produce light and dispel darkness. Their beauty and warmth are a reminder of the love of God.

Unity
Lighting a candle in church can be a unifying experience. Often each member of the congregation or religious group holds a candle and sings in unison a hymn or chorus. This unity symbolizes the love and warmth each has experienced from God and the religious community.

Truth
The candle's light provides guidance in the darkness. This is symbolic of the truth of the Word of God as it provides a light and a lamp to guide the path of the believer. Darkness is symbolic of ignorance and death. The lit candle can illuminate for the believer the path of life.

Love
Candles can be symbolic of love. The warmth they generate can be felt during a marriage ceremony. The bride and groom often light a candle at this time to symbolize their love. Their closeness, just like the flame, can produce both warmth and pain.

Jesus Christ
Jesus himself claimed to be the "Light of the World" (John 8:12). The candle can symbolize Jesus Christ, as the believer carries the light of Christ with him or her. The candle itself burns away, as does the material body, but the fire represents the eternal truth of those who believe.

Faith
The flame of the candle is symbolic of faith itself. If not guarded, the flame may be extinguished. The believer must protect the flame of faith as she or he does the flame of the candle against the winds of life's experiences.

Photo courtesy of Ant.
Taken by his phone while I was writing this blog  and he was in the Church that time when
he saw this prayer sellotaped  to the wall. What a coincidence! 

Whether it is a birthday or a funeral, candles have always been a part of our cultures and traditions. They have various meanings depending on the occasion candles are used. We can not imagine a birthday without candles on the birthday cake, candle ceremony is a peculiar part of Catholic weddings and, of course, no funeral can be held without candles. They are not just a source of light, candles perform symbolic functions and are inevitable part of many human ceremonies.

In all, the usage of candles is a practice which continues today in many Churches. The symbolism does remind us that prayer is a "coming into" the light of Christ, allowing our souls to be filled with His light, and letting that light burn on in our souls even though we may return to other activities.


Prayer Before Lighting the Candle

Father in heaven
The light of Jesus
Has dispersed the darkness
Of hatred and sin
Accept this candle
And let the light your truth
Guide me to your kingdom
Inflame me heart with your grace
Keep me in the radiance of your truth
Fill my heart with your divine love
And please help me in my needs
(mention your petition)
Grant this through Christ our Lord 
and through the intercession of 
(mention your guardian angel)
Amen.
Our Father, Hail Mary, Glory Be

I Wonder ? Who Was She ?


It was December 7 2012, the day before the feast of the Immaculate Conception and I was in Fatima. In the Sanctuary and walking around exploring the beautiful Basilica and Little Chapel and so on.  It was a beautiful sunny Winter's day and to my surprise it was quiet there. No Crowds, No hastle, a beautiful way to just explore at leisure. 


Around lunchtime I walked bye the large area of Candles that worshippers light and  pray for their loved one's who have passed away. It is amazing the spirit these candles generate. I love lighting a Candle, and do so each day at home and each time I go to Mass.  So I was not going to miss this opportunity.  It was a Certainty that I would be at this place at some point of my visit, so I first selected my candles and paid for them and proceeded to the area to light them and say a prayer.  Although it was quiet there were a number of people around the Candle area. 




As I was lighting the candle's, I became aware of a noise behind me. It was a noise like Moaning, Crying, almost like someone wailing.  I turned around and there was an old lady sitting on the floor.  She was begging. Just sitting there making this moaning wailing noise.  She looked very dirty and like a vagabond.  I finished my prayers and walked over to her and bent down and gave her either a €10 or €5 (Euro) I can't remember which.  I remember saying to her God Bless You. As I looked at her, She did look quite unclean and her teeth were black and uncared for.  She didn't say anything to me just nodded her head and accepted the money.  Infact as we made eye contact I distinctly remember She looked away.  I really didn't think anything about it at the time and as I walked away I felt a bit emotional, but just carried on to my next place.  My lunch.  


Anyway, as I came back a little while later I saw the woman again, this time She was walking away from the Sanctuary. I thought to myself I hope She's going to buy something to eat. I didn't see her again after that. 
In my time at Fatima, She was the one and only beggar I saw at there. I saw no one else begging or looking for charity anywhere.  No one else seemed to pay any attention to her. 


It was only at the end of January 2012 when I read Deacon Ken's account of his encounters again that I even remembered or thought back to the day I saw this lady begging in Fatima.  It has really been making me think about my encounter.  I'm not for one moment suggesting that I had an encounter with Our Blessed Mother, but I must admit it really makes me wonder.  It was amazing as well that I met this old lady (infact she didn't seem like an old lady, more weighed down by the struggles of her life) right by the Candles area.  Anyone who knows me knows how much I like to light a candle each night at home, and each night I light the candle in front of an image of Our Lady of Fatima. More than a coincidence? I wonder. 


I won't ever forget this encounter now, it makes me smile and chuckle to myself, because I don't know the answer to the question I am asking, I wonder was it her?  I guess this is part of our beautiful faith and mysteries. As the saying goes, "God works in mysterious way's"   I think Our Blessed Mother does too. 


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Meeting Our Blessed Mother - A Great Story and Testiment



I wanted to share this story which I happened to come across one day while researching some information regarding my travel plans to Fatima in December 2011.   It's an amazing story and became all the more fascinating to me following my trip.


So to set the scene, it's November 4th 2011 and I am at home just surfing through the net about my upcoming trip in one months time. I came across this fascinating story by Deacon Ken Finn, who is a Deacon in America, working for the Faith alongside his wife Marie.


Here is Deacon Ken's account of his fascinating encounters with our Blessed Mother


My first encounter with the Blessed Mother happened when I was travelling in an RV with my wife, Marie. We co-authored a Catholic Bible-study, called The Bread of Life, and we were making a grand circle, clock-wise through the outer states of the country, introducing our study to parishes. One night, at the beginning of our trip, we parked our RV in the parking lot of the mission in Santa Barbara, and as we lay down to go to bed, our conversation turned to the sadness of people who are unable to bond with their mothers from birth.


My wife and I had adopted three children, who were about eight weeks when we got them, and we wondered if they might have been deprived of the precious gift of early bonding.


The next morning, as my wife lay asleep next to me, I felt very much alone, as my mind wandered through thoughts about how I didn’t get much bonding from my own mother. My mom had lived in a tenement house in Boston, and one icy cold early morning, when she was seven months pregnant with me, she stepped outside, slipped on the ice, and fell down a flight of stairs.


She began to hemorrhage severely and was rushed to the hospital. In the emergency room, I was immediately delivered. When the doctors caught sight of all of two pounds of me, lifeless and quiet, they placed me on a table, and left me for dead. Turning all their attention on my mother, they did their best to try to stop her bleeding and keep her alive. After a few minutes passed, they heard a small squeak coming from my direction. “He’s alive!” they realized, as they refocused their attention on me.


Seventy-five years ago, when I was born, there were no antibiotics. There were no incubators. I went through a lot of trauma as a newborn, and I was separated from my mother for the first several months of my life. My mother recovered from her fall, and not having a car, she travelled every day on foot, in ice-cold weather, through the snow, to the hospital, so that she could bring me her breast milk. On her way there and back, she’d talk to Jesus and the Blessed Mother, praying with great faith that they would love me and take care of me.


As I lay in the RV  (Mobile Home - Vehicle) that night, feeling lonely and sad, thinking about the first few months of my life away from my mother, I suddenly saw a vision standing at the end of my bed. It looked like the figure of the Blessed Mother. I could not see her clearly, but could make out her body, which appeared as if in a mist. Lovingly and compassionately, she spoke to me in a clear voice, saying, “You never were away from my presence while you were in the hospital, as well as when your mother fell down the stairs in the cold, snowy, bitter, morning. I was there with you when you coughed, when you were bleeding, when you cried out in fear. I bonded you with me and your mother with me. She got her strength and hope to know that you would survive because you had so much love at your birth.”


I woke up Marie and told her about this immediately after it happened, and she said simply, “Well, you really bonded with the Blessed Mother. That’s why you have such a compassionate heart for the poor and for those who are sick and hurting. You know what they’re going through, and you know the love they need.”


It was true. My fifty years of marriage and ministry with my wife had always involved helping the helpless, the lonely, the imprisoned. We personally befriended Mother Teresa and served alongside her with her Missionaries of Charity sisters in Tijuana, Mexico. We formed a non-profit to give away free Bible studies and pamphlets to prisoners. We led a prayer group, which prays the rosary outside of an abortion center. As a deacon, I loved to preach the Good News and share the love of God with everyone around me.
And ever since birth, I’ve lived with ill health, due to being premature. When I got older, my mother took me every Wednesday to the local cathedral to say a novena, hoping I’d be cured. I never did heal, but I never stopped living either. With half of both my lungs surgically removed and what’s left being diseased tissue, with ongoing lung infections doctors say will kill me, with bronchiectasis and COPD and oxygen strapped to me twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, since 1993, I now go from one health problem to another; but I keep going. I feel I should work as much as I can now, because God has a reason for me being here. A friend of mine once said, “You’re a really nice guy. You’re not a man of your word, though. You’ve been dying for twenty-five years, but you keep on backing out.”


Deacon Ken and Marie Finn on their 50th wedding anniversary






The impetus for the ministry work my wife and I share, and what we had in common when I proposed to her (on our first date!), is our deep affinity for Jesus. I grew up very aware of my love relationship with Jesus, but less aware of my personal relationship with Mary. After the remarkable moment in the RV, when the Blessed Mother reassured me that she had bonded with me as an infant, I felt a deeper respect and appreciation for her, yet I wouldn’t say our relationship suddenly became intimately warm and personal. It wasn’t until something happened at of the annual Medjugorje Peace Conferences in Irvine, California that the Blessed Mother truly entered my heart.


I participated in the conference because, while Jesus remained the focal point of our intimate relationship with God, the appearances of Mother Mary in Medjugorje had greatly affected me and my wife’s spirituality for the better. I had no doubt that the Blessed Mother was alive and present and doing the work of her Son in Medjugorje, and knowing that she was active today, made God’s care for us and the Blessed Mother’s participation in our lives so much more real. Someone can say that so-and-so is alive on earth, or alive in heaven, but what does that mean without that person actively sharing in one’s day-to-day life? With Mother Mary actively participating in the world, now, her aliveness had so much more credibility.


At the Medjugorje Peace Conference, I was one of the deacons assisting in the Mass. I dressed in an alb and stole, along with the other clerics present, and when it was time for us to sit down, because there were so many of us, we sat in the bleachers at the side of the stage, which supported the altar. At the final part of the Mass, as I stood up amongst the priests and deacons, I was approached by a tiny, elderly woman, dressed in an old style Mexican dress, with a bandana tied around her head. She carried a little basket of spiritual trinkets, crucifixes and little medals and the like, and asked if I would bless them. This seemed so unusual to me because the conference costs money to get into, and one never sees a very poor person there. I took her little basket and blessed it, and then handed it back to her. The woman had tears in her eyes and was literally begging for support. In thanksgiving for her courage, and moved by compassion and a sudden burst in my heart of love for her, I then I kissed her on the forehead and said a little quiet blessing for her. She smiled at me, revealing a set of ugly cracked, black teeth, with even blacker spaces in between them. Then she spontaneously put her head on my chest, wrapped her arms around me, and started to sob softly. I looked down at her and hugged her. She then kissed me on the cheek and walked away from me, disappearing behind a large television camera. A priest standing next to me said, “What was that all about?” I wondered myself. We both waited for the woman to come out from behind the T.V. camera, but she never did, and there was no other way by which she could have left. She just disappeared.


At the conference, a select few people were invited to go into a room upstairs, where the Medjugorje visionary Ivan would have his apparition of the Blessed Mother that evening. I was fortunate to be one of them, so I climbed the stairs and entered the room, where several people knelt and began praying the rosary. I joined them, waiting and watching to experience some personal sign of the Blessed Mother’s presence, but I didn’t see anything happening. I felt tired, sick, and out of breath. I asked Mary to intercede and heal my lungs. But I didn’t feel anything. I asked her for a healing from a hernia. No response. And then I asked her to heal my arthritis. Nothing! I was hurting so badly. The apparition ended, and just before the people in the room left, a woman leaned over to me and said, “Wasn’t that wonderful!”
“No it wasn’t,” I thought, sitting there feeling alone, discouraged, and disappointed, thinking of all my unanswered prayer requests.


Then as soon as I was alone, I heard the strong voice of a young woman talking to me. The hairs on my arms stood straight up. “Why are you so disappointed with me?” said the crystal clear female voice. I was startled and a little afraid. “Did you not recognize me when I put my head on your chest and sobbed softly, because so many people are still rejecting my Son and trying to hurt Him?” When you kissed me on the forehead in your compassion, I then kissed you on the cheek to tell you that my Son loves you very much and is very pleased with you.”


My fear left and turned into excitement and confusion. “Wow! What just happened?” I wondered. I left the room in a daze and shared with a priest, Fr. Steve Barham, what had transpired. He confirmed the reality of what I’d heard, and who it came from. For days, I couldn’t stop thinking and talking about it. The Blessed Mother hadn’t just spoken to me, she had hugged me, in the distressing disguise of a poor, elderly, Mexican woman.


About two weeks later, my wife and I traveled to Tijuana with Serving Hands International to go to the Missionary of Charity houses. There, Marie helped pass out food, blankets, and clothes, while I passed out free Bibles, Bible studies, and rosaries, and blessed each person as they passed through the line. I started telling my friend Brian about the lady I saw at the Medjugorje Peace Conference Mass, as the many people were filing by, taking what they needed. Then I looked over at the line, and at that very moment, I saw the same elderly lady with the same clothes she was wearing at the conference. Our eyes met, but she didn’t say anything to me. She just looked at me and smiled. Excitedly, I told Brian, “That’s her! She’s the one!” She continued to walk through the line, but didn’t take anything that was offered, and then stepped out the side door. Brian and I both ran to the door, which led to an outdoor courtyard, but she wasn’t there. She had disappeared again.


I feel special in the presence of the Blessed Mother now. Ever since she came to me, I have had a much stronger connection to her. If I met her today, I’d say with great hope and excitement, “It’s good to see you again!” Someone I respected very much has become my dear mother.


This was a truly beautiful and fascinating story which I enjoyed reading the first time but after that didn't pay a great deal of attention to it.  So time went bye and off I went on my personal pilgrimage to Fatima, a short 3 day trip. I didn't read this story again until the end of January 2012 a good while after my return from Fatima.   Read on the next post to see more.


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Saturday, 4 February 2012

An Article about the 3rd Secret of Fatima


THREE DAYS OF DARKNESS COMING?
"Our Lady of Fatima" and the 3rd secret.

"Light a candle, light a blessed one." Our Lady revealed 3 secrets to 3 Portuguese shepherd children in 1917- at Fatima, Portugal, @ the zenith point of time, on the 13th day of May and every 13th day each month, until Oct of that year.

I believe the Fatima secrets are the most prophetic of all times. Many are still waiting for the last part of 3rd secret to be told. Countless are convinced the church has held back information about the 3rd secret. The 3 days of darkness will have a great impact. Perhaps, the Catholic Church will reveal the rest, at that point- OR-will we have to wait till after another miracle occurs?

I'm curious as to why our late Pope paid great attention to the Fatima secrets, especially after the assassination attempt on his life. Was it a coincidence that the day the Pope laid in grave danger of dying, his blessed eyes focused on a small framed photo of "Our Lady of Fatima" worn by someone who was part of the large crowd that gathered on that 13th day of May 1981? Why not a photo of "Our Lady of Guadalupe" or "Our Lady of Medjugorje"? A few articles highlighted the Pope’s comments about "Our Lady’s" image miraculously standing behind this random person who wore the framed Fatima photo. Was this a clear sign to the most holy John Paul, and did he then realize he wouldn’t depart from this life at that time?

Many questions have not been answered and the curiosity’s multiplying as we head into critical earth changes. Has anyone wondered- why 3 children, 3 secrets, 3 days of darkness and the significance of the 13 day, for six months, along with zenith time frame, the strongest placement of the sun-has anyone wondered why? And, what’s the significance of the sun’s odd behavior? It’s now the one year anniversary of Sister Lucia’s death, the last of the Fatima’s witness’s. It’s no coincidence Sister Lucia passed away,on the 13th of Feb, last year. The story will continue to unfold.

I now feels there have been tiny messages within the Fatima experience. It’s sort of taking the bits and pieces and placing them in a puzzle. The 13th of each month, at the zenith point, especially in May through Oct, will be significant in moving forward beginning this year. It was fascinating that the 33 Chilean miners were rescued on Oct 13th. In fact, I followed this story intently because there's something very prolific about the miners experience. Many miracles occurred. It's all on my blog.

I was so touched by the Fatima’s prolific experience when I was at Fatima, Portugal. I felt a huge nudge to bring some candles home and give to others going through trials and tribulations. The sacred flame has been passed on through the years but it wasn’t until I came out of a meditative state a few years back, I received instructions to share this gift with the world. After this remarkable visit and divine guidance, I began researching the Fatima miracles. As providence goes, I came across one of many websites dedicated to "Our Lady of Fatima," which foretold the three days of darkness. "Light a candle, light a blessed one." I was totally taken by this statement as it reaffirms the messages I've received regarding the blessed Fatima candles. Just recently, I uncovered unbelievable info on a sacred candle used in the mid-fourteenth century and will bring this forward in the future.

"The latest update has brought the amazing Fatima experience to the next step. We are heading for intense change. Faith and prayer along with meditation will get us through. I will be praying and meditating more and hope there are millions of others following this guidance. Meditation will help us hear guidance and prayer will miraculously calm down the earth and people.


Blessings,
Cynthia M. Long

Friday, 3 February 2012

In honour of Saint Anthony


   

13 Tuesdays Novena to St. Anthony

(Recite together)
Anthony, through your teaching and preaching you bore witness to the loving presence of God in all of creation. Now that you have come into the fullness of the kingdom, pray for us that our lives might also proclaim the good news of Jesus Christ to all humanity.

Leader: Pray for us, St. Anthony
All: Help us become worthy of the promise of Christ.
Leader: Let us pray.

Almighty, Eternal God, you have given your people St. Anthony as an outstanding preacher and intercessor in times of need.

Grant that with his help we may follow in the example of Christian living and experience your support in all adversities.

We ask this through Christ our Lord. Amen.


THIRTEEN INVOCATIONS
OF ST. ANTHONY(Recite the petition for the particular week)


WEEK 1

St. Anthony
“Model of Holiness”,
help us to let go of all that stands in the way
of our call to holiness of life.

Like you, help us find joy in a life poured our
in sacrificial giving. {pause}

We are companions
on the journey of life with St. Anthony,
Let us seek the way of holiness
as our God is holy, we pray:

O good St. Anthony,
Model of Holiness,
pray for us.

Amen




ST. ANTHONY MEETS THE FRANCISCAN FRIARS GOING TO THE MISSIONS

Born in Lisbon, Portugal, in 1195, St. Anthony was given the baptismal name of Fernando. At the age of 15, he entered the religious Order of the Canons Regular of St. Augustine. At the Monastery of the Holy Cross in Coimbra, in 1219, he met a group of young Franciscan Friars who were going on a missionary expedition to Morocco. Their zeal for the Gospel impressed him. His holiness touched them.


WEEK 2

St. Anthony,
“Doctor of the Gospels,”
Help us find strength to follow
The Gospel way of life as you did.
Loosen our tongues to proclaim the Good
News of our Lord Jesus Christ to others.

{pause}

We are companions of St. Anthony,
Doctor of the Gospels:
may we live the values of the Gospel
without compromise, we pray:

O good St. Anthony,
Doctor of the Gospels,
pray for us.

Amen.




ST. ANTHONY REFLECTS ON THE DEATH OF THE FIRST FRANCISCAN MARTYRS

When news reached Coimbra in 1220 that the five Franciscan missionaries had been brutally tortured and killed by the Muslims in Morocco, St. Anthony was profoundly saddened. Their remains were returned to his monastery for burial. The martyrdom of his friends stirred St. Anthony to search the Scriptures and to reflect even more deeply on the Gospel values of life and love.


WEEK 3

St. Anthony,
“Follower of St. Francis,”
help us to find the courage to build
up the Church through lives of humble service,
loyal obedience, and compassionate love.

{pause}

We are companions of St. Anthony,
Follower of the poor man of Assisi.
May we recognize “the face of Jesus”
in our sisters and brothers, we pray:

O good St. Anthony,
Follower of St. Francis,
pray for us.

Amen.




ST. ANTHONY EXPERIENCES THE CALL OF THE FRANCISCAN WAY OF LIFE

Already ordained a priest in the Canons Regular, St. Anthony began to discern that God was calling him to a Franciscan vocation. He began to visit the nearby olive grove where the friars lived in an impoverished hermitage. There St. Anthony came to know the spirit of St. Francis, the “Little Poor Man of Assisi.” With the permission of the Church, St. Anthony was soon invested as a friar in the habit of the Franciscan Order.


WEEK 4

St. Anthony,
“Champion of the Missions,”
help us find the stamina
to be instruments of peace
and seekers of justice in a world
torn apart by division, economic inequity,
and human inequality.

{pause}

We are companions of St. Anthony,
may we work for peace, seek justice,
and extend forgiveness, we pray:

O good St. Anthony,
Champion of the Missions,
pray for us.

Amen.




ST. ANTHONY PREPARED TO DEPART FOR THE MISSIONS

Inflamed by the heroic example of the martyrs, St. Anthony requested permission of his Franciscan superiors to go as a missionary to Morocco. His greatest hope was to serve the Lord by preaching the Gospel and offering his life as a martyr.

God would have a different plan. After arriving in Morocco, St. Anthony fell desperately ill, and remained in a semi-conscious state for weeks. He would have to return to Portugal.


WEEK 5

St. Anthony,
“Seeker of the Lost”
help us find what is missing in our lives,
whether it be things lost,
strained relationships,
and for those who have drifted
from the community of the Church.

{pause}

We are companions of St. Anthony,
may we recognize his gentle guidance
in a deeper relationship with the Lord Jesus
and His bride, the Church, we pray:

O good St. Anthony,
Seeker of the Lost,
pray for us.

Amen.




ST. ANTHONY’S SHIP IS THROWN OFF COURSE IN A STORM

Having bade farewell to his beloved Africa and his missionary dreams, St. Anthony’s journey of life soon encountered a new challenge. His ship was blown off course by a terrible storm on the Mediterranean. The ailing St. Anthony, lost at sea, found his “anchor” in the Lord. He surrendered himself to the holy will of God.


WEEK 6

St. Anthony,
“Helper of the Poor,”
help us find the presence
of Christ Jesus in the poor,
the suffering, the homeless
and the elderly.

{pause}

We are companions of St. Anthony,
Helper of the poor:
may we discover the Lord Jesus
in the lepers of our day, we pray:

O good St. Anthony,
Helper of the Poor,
pray for us.

Amen.




ST. ANTHONY’S SHIPARRIVES IN SICILY

Divine Providence sent St. Anthony’s ship eastward towards Italy. Setting foot on Sicily, St. Anthony felt weak and abandoned. Identifying himself with the hungry and homeless, he reached out to the poor, and determined to persevere in his Franciscan vocation. He made his way northward to Assisi where St. Francis and the friars were convening at their general assembly, known as the 1221 “Chapter of Mats.” A new day was dawning for St. Anthony and the Order.


WEEK 7

St. Anthony,
“Lover of the Eucharist,”
help us find true devotion
in the presence of Christ in the Eucharist
by accepting his invitation to feed his people.

{pause}

We are companions of St. Anthony,
Lover of the Eucharist:
may we recognize Jesus
“in the breaking of the bread”
and in all people, we pray:

O good St. Anthony,
Lover of the Eucharist,
pray for us.

Amen.




ST. ANTHONY AND THE EUCHARISTIC MIRACLE WITH THE DONKEY

Though foreign and sickly, St. Anthony soon came to be recognized by the friars as a brilliant theologian and powerful preacher. He was assigned to preach throughout Italy and southern France. At Rimini he was heckled by a heretic who denied the Real Presence of Jesus in the Eucharist. St. Anthony challenged the heretic to let his donkey choose between a file of sumptuous animal fodder or the Eucharist. As St. Anthony held the Blessed Sacrament, the donkey approached and knelt in adoration.


WEEK 8

St. Anthony,
“Defender of the Faith,”
help us to find the truth
held in the rich heritage
of our Church’s teachings
and community life.

{pause}

We are companions of St. Anthony,
Defender of the faith:
may we recommit ourselves
to a deeper appreciation of the gift
of our Catholic Faith and our call
to faithfulness and holiness, we pray:

O good St. Anthony,
Defender of the Faith,
pray for us.

Amen.




ST. ANTHONY PREACHESTO THE FISH

Known as the “Evangelical Doctor,” St. Anthony defended the teachings of the church through a new evangelization faithful to the Pope and the Magisterium. His opponents sometimes prevented people from coming to hear him preach. On one such occasion in Rimini, St. Anthony looked out to the sea and began preaching to the fish. Thousands of fish came to the surface, and arranging themselves in rows, eagerly listened. Word of this amazing wonder spread and the people soon came to hear and believe.


WEEK 9

St. Anthony,
“Healer of Soul and Body,”
help us find a cure for our suffering
and pain, that we may experience
wholeness and wellness in body, mind
and spirit.

{pause}

We are companions of St. Anthony,
Healer of soul and body:
Touch and cure, restore and reconcile us
physically, emotionally and spiritually,
we pray:

O good St. Anthony,
Healer of Soul and Body
pray for us.

Amen.




ST. ANTHONY THE PEACE MAKER MOVESTOWARD A CITY IN STRIFE

The Italy of St. Anthony’s day was a land of conflict. Political disputes between the Emperor and the Pope divided the people and caused great civil strife. St. Anthony’s reputation as a healer sometimes thrust him intothe role of peacemaker. To tyrants and warring factions he proposed one simple formula for the healing of strife: reconciliation in Christ.


WEEK 10
St. Anthony,
“Miracle Worker,”
help us find a spirit of wonder
for the very miracle of life itself.
May we always open ourselves to
the miraculous presence
of God in our lives.
{pause}

We are companions of St. Anthony,
Worker of Miracles:
may we walk in faith and in trust
of God’s miraculous power
to hear our needs and answer
them in a mighty way, we pray:

O good St. Anthony,
Miracle Worker,
pray for us.

Amen.




ST. ANTHONY IS GREETED BY TOWN’S PEOPLE AFTER RESTORING PEACE

Love was the central message of St. Anthony’s life. People instinctively were attracted to him. At each town and village he used the powerful message of Gospel love to implant a new unity, and to work the miracle of peace. Witnessing the Franciscan motto Pax et Bonum (“Peace and Good”), he spread the Kingdom of God.


WEEK 11

St. Anthony,
“Messenger of Mercy,”
help us find the compassion
to forgive ourselves and others
as Jesus forgives us.

{pause}

We are companions of St. Anthony,
Messenger of Mercy:
may we trust God who loves us unconditionally,
extends endless mercy and forgiveness,
we pray;

O good St. Anthony,
Messenger of Mercy,
pray for us.

Amen.




ST. ANTHONY BLESSES THE CITY OF PADUA

What Assisi was for St. Francis, Padua became for St. Anthony. As a realist, he saw the great problems of secularism and violence corrupting this beautiful city. His final preaching and negotiating would labor for Padua’s radical reform- its call to holiness. His evangelization efforts would succeed in winning for Padua the mercy of God.


WEEK 12

St. Anthony,
“Friend of Mary,”
Help us find the openness to God’s plan
in our lives, as did you and Mary
as you both trusted and risked all.

{pause}

We are companions of St. Anthony,
Friend of Mary:
May we take seriously our call
to walk in Christian Discipleship
without counting the cost, we pray:

O good St. Anthony,
Friend of Mary,
pray for us.

Amen.




THE BODY OF ST. ANTHONY IS RETURNED TO PADUA AFTER HIS DEATH

St. Anthony died on the 13th of June 1231 at the friary in Arcella, A short distance from Padua. In his dying hours fortified by the sacraments of the Church, he prayed to the Blessed Virgin Mary, singing the hymn O Gloriosa Domina (“O Glorious Lady”). His body was returned for burial to the friars’ small chapel of Our Lady in St. Anthony’s beloved Padua.


WEEK 13

St. Anthony,
“Prayerful Intercessor,”
help us find a trusting spirit,
that we may know in the depths
of our being the power of prayer in our lives.

{pause}

We are companions of St. Anthony,
a Prayerful Intercessor:
may we seek his intervention,
trusting that God hears all our prayers
and answers our needs, we pray:

O good St. Anthony,
Prayerful Intercessor,
pray for us.

Amen.




ST. ANTHONY CONTINUES TO INSPIRE IN PADUA AND BEYOND

Less than one year after his death and burial, St. Anthony was canonized a saint on the 30th of May 1232. He remains today a magnet of love, drawing respect from people of all nationalities and religions. Through his prayerful intercession, new generations of friars find courage to follow their vocation. For the whole world, St. Anthony continues to be God’s instrument of love and blessing.