Open our heart, O Lord,
to accept the words of your Son. ACTS 16:14
EXODUS 40:16-21,34-38
My Soul's Beloved,
Just as God gave Moses specific instructions on how to build and set up the Ark of the Covenant and the tabernacle, so too did He personally fashion Your Mama, the Holy Virgin, Fair Daughter of the Father and Most Chaste Spouse of the Holy Spirit. He created her to be the crown of His creation. He filled her with every grace; she was truly all that was good, holy, noble, and beautiful. Filled with the wisdom of the Holy Spirit, she walked in perfect humility, aware of God in every fibre of her being and from the moment of her conception. She truly was wholly and always God's delight.
The tabernacle contained the Manna, the Law, and the staff of Aaron. Mary contained in her womb the Word of God made flesh. Just as the presence of God in the form of a cloud overshadowed the tabernacle, so did the Father overshadow Mary, and the Holy Spirit descended on her, and she conceived the Son of God, and God's presence remained with her from then on and forever.
Thank You, Lord Jesus, for the gift of so gracious a Mother to the world and most especially for those who understand the goodness of God in giving us this gift of the best and most perfect of Mothers who never fails her children. She pleads with us night and day at Your right hand, just as You plead for us at Your Father's right hand. It is most consoling, my Beloved, to know that whatever she asks of You, she will receive, and I can trust the salvation of those I love to her most powerful intercession with You. You will deny her nothing. Praise You, Lord!
The cloud covered the Tent of Meeting and the glory of the Lord filled the tabernacle. Moses could not enter the Tent of Meeting because of the cloud that rested on it and because of the glory of the Lord that filled the tabernacle.
At every stage of their journey, whenever the cloud rose from the tabernacle the sons of Israel would resume their march. If the cloud did not rise, they waited and would not march until it did. For the cloud of the Lord rested on the tabernacle by day, and a fire shone within the cloud by night, for all the House of Israel to see. And so it was for every stage of their journey.
PSALM 83(84):3-6,8,11
How lovely is your dwelling-place, Lord, God of hosts.
The cloud covered the Tent of Meeting and the glory of the Lord filled the tabernacle. Moses could not enter the Tent of Meeting because of the cloud that rested on it and because of the glory of the Lord that filled the tabernacle.
At every stage of their journey, whenever the cloud rose from the tabernacle the sons of Israel would resume their march. If the cloud did not rise, they waited and would not march until it did. For the cloud of the Lord rested on the tabernacle by day, and a fire shone within the cloud by night, for all the House of Israel to see. And so it was for every stage of their journey.
PSALM 83(84):3-6,8,11
How lovely is your dwelling-place, Lord, God of hosts.
My soul is longing and yearning,
is yearning for the courts of the Lord.
My heart and my soul ring out their joy
to God, the living God.
The sparrow herself finds a home
and the swallow a nest for her brood;
she lays her young by your altars,
Lord of hosts, my king and my God.
They are happy, who dwell in your house,
for ever singing your praise.
They walk with ever-growing strength,
they will see the God of gods in Zion.
One day within your courts
is better than a thousand elsewhere.
The threshold of the house of God
I prefer to the dwellings of the wicked.
is yearning for the courts of the Lord.
My heart and my soul ring out their joy
to God, the living God.
The sparrow herself finds a home
and the swallow a nest for her brood;
she lays her young by your altars,
Lord of hosts, my king and my God.
They are happy, who dwell in your house,
for ever singing your praise.
They walk with ever-growing strength,
they will see the God of gods in Zion.
One day within your courts
is better than a thousand elsewhere.
The threshold of the house of God
I prefer to the dwellings of the wicked.
How lovely is your dwelling-place, Lord, God of hosts.
MATTHEW 13:47-53
My Soul's Beloved,
My Soul's Beloved,
In the Bark of St. Peter, the Church You founded, we find both sinner and saint. The work of every disciple is to cast our net out into the sea and bring in the catch. All are invited into the Church, which is not a museum for saints but a hospital for sinners. However, we are not called to remain in our sin but to strive to be holy and perfect as our heavenly Father is holy and perfect.
For as long as we have life, Lord, You invite us into a deeper relationship with Yourself. You woo us tenderly. You seek us until You find us, and You will lead us home and bind our wounds. But at the end of the time allotted to us, if we have deliberately and willfully shut our ears to the Truth and refused to amend our lives, we will be judged accordingly and cast into the eternal darkness where the fire never goes out and the worms do not die.
To those of us who know You and love You is given the grave and urgent duty to pray always and do all in our power, with the help of the Holy Spirit, to make You known and loved so all may come to the knowledge of Truth and be saved. And we, too, will be judged on our stewardship.
Help us, Lord, while we still have time, to labor tirelessly in Your vineyard, pray for sinners to repent of their sins, and help them to return to the fold just as You helped us.
Jesus said to the crowds: ‘The kingdom of heaven is like a dragnet cast into the sea that brings in a haul of all kinds. When it is full, the fishermen haul it ashore; then, sitting down, they collect the good ones in a basket and throw away those that are no use. This is how it will be at the end of time: the angels will appear and separate the wicked from the just to throw them into the blazing furnace where there will be weeping and grinding of teeth.
‘Have you understood all this?’ They said, ‘Yes.’ And he said to them, ‘Well then, every scribe who becomes a disciple of the kingdom of heaven is like a householder who brings out from his storeroom things both new and old.’
When Jesus had finished these parables he left the district.
‘Have you understood all this?’ They said, ‘Yes.’ And he said to them, ‘Well then, every scribe who becomes a disciple of the kingdom of heaven is like a householder who brings out from his storeroom things both new and old.’
When Jesus had finished these parables he left the district.