A gift of the Angels III

The angels are sent from God to man, for angels existed before man. The angels are the first creatures of GOD. In Scripture it says," In the beginning God created heaven and earth."(Gen.1:1) GOD created heaven first, i.e. the spiritual creatures together with their dwelling place, the spiritual, supernatural heaven (for the earthly sky which men call "heaven" was created only later.-Gen.1:8). And then GOD created the earth, the material creation. Lastly He created man. So at the beginning of all creation we meet the image of GOD, the angel- and at the conclusion of creation we find the image of God, man.
But the angels and men are quite different. The angel is pure spirit; his entire nature is immortal. Man consists of an immortal, spiritual soul and a mortal, material body. So one may say: the angel is ordered more towards GOD the SPIRIT while man is ordered more towards GOD the SON, the WORD,and the Son of Man JESUS CHRIST. The angel is not subject to growth and decline; however, is subject to his material nature in his"becoming" and "passing away")
Taken from: O Angel Of God My Gardian Dear... National center for Padre Pio
Barto, PA

The gift of the Angels II

I continue with the angels.....
It is proof of His trust in the angels, whom He called to be our guardians, admonishers, and guides, and whom He likewise protects against us. He has clearly presented the angels as the bearers of His authority.

It is proof of His great love and care for mankind, for these words are addressed not to a single individual, but to every man especially to the individual members of the People of GOD(Reading taken from the Mass of the Guardian Angels, October 2nd.)

It is proof that angels have been equipped with higher power of mind, ability and authority because GOD has placed them above man and orders man to listen to the angels for,"My name is in him" (the authority of GOD).
It is a proof the GOD has coordinated the respective orders of angels and men so that together they may fight the enemies of GOD. It is proof of the actual help of the holy angels in their activity of encouraging, teaching,caring and fighting in the entire universe of man. But it is also a happy proof that if we fight for His kingdom with His angels, the True, Almighty and Faithful GOD will grant us victory, protect us, revenge us and take us into His heavenly dwelling. The guardian angels shall lead us to heaven!

Sharing the reality of the gift of the Angels

Merry Christmas everyone!



I haven't been writing but would love to share a little book I have been reading. It was written by the National Center for Padre Pio and the Confraternity of the Guardian Angels. I pray to my Angel everyday and feel this has been a great gift.






O Angel Of God My Guardian Dear.......A gift to Parde Pio on the occasion of the 100th Anniversary of his Birth.
So speaks the Lord GOD:
"Behold I send My Angel before you, to guard you along the way and bring you to the place that I have prepared. Give him reverence and listen to all that he says. Offer him no defiance; he will not pardon such a fault, for My Name is in him. But id you heed his voice and carry out all I tell you, I will be an enemy to your enemies and a foe to your foes. And My Angel will go before you."

If GOD speaks in this way of His Angels, then It must undoubtedly be true, and it is certainly a proof that the angels are His creatures, that He created them and is their Lord. But it is also proof that man is His creature, that He created him, and that He is Lord of angels and men and all creation.

to be continued......

Saint Francis help me find my way

I joined a new parish yesterday. I don't know if I am relieved or sad. I don't know. All that I know is, personally, I am going through a storm and I look to my daily mass for strength, encouragement and direction. No matter how hard I tried to stay at my parish of almost 25 years. I couldn't. Some discouraging thing would happen to me at every mass. I wanted to keep my eyes closed the whole time. How can my faith and prayer bring me away from a Catholic church. It has. I found a beautiful church with a great Shepard who cares and gives direction about practice of virtues and removal of vices and living a holy life in every homily. At this church there is a real crucifix, statues of saints, an altar rail,a centrally located tabernacle,relics, novenas, bible study taught by the priest, first Saturday devotion of the Blessed Mother and quiet reverence after receiving the most Holy Eucharist. Every one of these things were missing from my old parish. Where did they go? Saint Francis help me find my way. My heart breaks leaving the Franciscan parish, but I had to focus on Christ, and what he deserves, how He is treated. I'm trusting you Francis, and I'm trusting in Jesus. I just what to continue my true search for Him.

October 13,1984-October 13, 2010

Happy 26th Anniversary Darling! God is good!

The Tenth Station

"Jesus stripped of His Garments" Every morning I drive 25 minutes to morning mass. This morning I was compelled to take a different route. Since I am taking all back roads, there are several combinations of roads I can take. While passing a tobacco shed on my right, I caught a glimpse of an old pick-up truck which appeared to be hiding behind the shed. I know that may seem like a strange description, but that was the picture my minds' eye saw. When I was a young girl, my mother often hid her car in or behind an old tobacco shed. I can remember her having to lift the board, open the two big doors and drive her car in. I can almost remember how it smelled and the soft interior sand floor under my feet. I can remember her taking my hand and guiding me out in only the light of the moon. I remember that there were many different places, many different sheds. I remember how we would almost run, not to be seen by anyone especially my Father. I don't tell people about those days. It all seemed so clear to me this morning. How did a child comprehend love? This man that held my hand and wiped my nose would become so enraged that he would say to my mother," I'll kill you." Word's similar to that were quite common. I can remember her fear, by the way she held my hand tight so I would walk really fast, and by her breath. As I grew I wonder if I ever knew love,? trust? I went searching in every wrong place for a love that I really had no real understanding of. In my innocence and ignorance I sinned. Now as I passed this shed I remembered my meditation on the tenth station. My soul has been robbed of its robe of innocence, clothe me dear Jesus with the garb of penance and contrition. Sometimes He allows us to go back, way back. To heal very old wounds. I look at the sacrifice He made and I unite mine with His. Maybe someday, all my wounds will be healed. For now, I will walk with Him through those stations every morning preparing myself once again, for His Sacrifice. In this I am healed.

A pleasant surprise

I want to share this simple story with you. As I have admitted over and over, I spend many hours of my day conversing with God and His angels. I was on Martha's Vineyard doing yard work and I decided that I would spend the late morning clamming. I went to the Sailing camp which is now closed. I could see one other man clamming quite a distance from me. I clammed for around an hour or so when I decided to head home. I had got about 1/3 of a bushel and didn't come as prepared as I should have. I had made my way quite a distance and had to bring all of these clams back to where my car was parked. It was a walk up a very steep rocky road that my car couldn't manage. As I slowly made it back to where I sarted I prayed to God saying it would be very nice if someone would come along with a truck so I didn't have to carry this heavy basket up the hill. I really didn't know how I would get it, my clamming rake and my camera up that steep rocky hill. I kept praying my rosary and walking in knee deep water, fighting to balance everything,when I see a man pull up in a truck right where I came out of the dirt road. As I stepped out of the water, he asked me." would you like me to put your clams in the back of my truck and bring them to the top of the hill?" Yes, thank you I said with a smile as I quietly thanked God for answering my prayer. Why when we pray and ask God and His angels for whatever, are we surprized when He answers? I think because maybe most people don't live this way, putting everything in His hands.
Ask and you shall receive, seek and you shall find, knock and it shall be opened unto you. That is what I choose to believe and how I choose to live.