Sunday, December 21, 2008

Merry Christmas

















I won't be blogging over Christmas, as I will be spending my time with family.
So I want to wish you all a very holy, safe, joyful and peaceful Christmas.
Don't eat too much!
May God bless you all this Christmas & please remember to invite Jesus to the party on Christmas day...He would love to celebrate His birthday with you.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Marie Antoinette Award


Thanks to Therese at Aussie Coffee Shop for this award.

The rules for this award are to display the icon and send it on to 7 other bloggers I feel are real in who they are.

I pass this award onto:

The Mom at Shoved to Them

Paul from Thoughts of a Regular Guy

Marilena at Saint Philomena's Garden

Fr Speekman at Homilies and Reflections from Australia

Esther at A Catholic Mom in Hawaii

Elena at Precious Treasures

Cassie at A Blessed Life

Sunday, December 14, 2008

Mary's Christmas Dream


I had a dream Joseph.

I don’t understand it, not really, but I think it was about a birthday celebration for Our Son.
I think that was what it was all about.

The people had been preparing for it for about six weeks.
They had decorated the house & bought new clothes.
They’d gone shopping many times & bought elaborate gifts.

It was peculiar though, because the presents were not for Our Son.
They wrapped them in beautiful paper & tied them with lovely bows, & stacked them under a tree.
Yes, a tree Joseph, right in their house.

They decorated the tree also.
The branches were full of glowing balls & sparkling ornaments.
There was a figure on the top of the tree.
It looked like an angel might look.
Oh, it was so beautiful.

Everyone was laughing & they were very happy.
They were all excited about the gifts.
They gave the gifts to each other Joseph, not to Our Son.

I don’t think they even knew Him.
They never mentioned His name.

Doesn’t it seem odd for people to go to all that trouble to celebrate someone’s birthday if they don’t know Him?

I had the strangest feeling that if Our Son had gone to this celebration, He would have been intruding.

Everything was so beautiful Joseph, & everyone was so happy, but it made me want to cry.
How sad for Jesus not to be wanted at His own birthday party.

I’m glad it was only a dream.
How terrible Joseph, if it had been real!!!!


“Let’s put Christ back in to Christmas” for then there will be Peace on Earth for all Men.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Pro-Life and Pro-Abortion



A great post written by 'The Mom'at Shoved to Them:-

Pro-Life and Pro-Abortion people in this country will never come to an agreement on this issue. It's not going to happen. We are fundamentally different in our value systems, and I don't think that that is going to change anytime soon.

One side thinks that life is valuable, all life in any form, no matter how inconvenient or unattractive it is. Even if that human life can't speak or wets its pants or drools uncontrollably. Even if the caretakers are worn out and tired and ready to be free of the burden of caring for what appears to be a lump of human flesh without any redeeming social value. Even then. Even at its most inconvenient and repulsive, even then life is precious. Even then we don't have the right to kill it for our own convenience. Life is a gift to the one who is living it, even when they are tired of it, it has value.

The other side, the pro-abortion/pro-euthanasia side of the argument sees death as a gift and a release, death is freedom. Not for the one who dies usually, although there are those who would choose their own demise, but for those who are burdened and inconvenienced. Death is a release for the person who puts herself and her own wants and desires above those of others. If something is unpleasant or a drag or occurs at a time that "just isn't right" then the offending piece of humanity should be removed, the sacrifice of the one for the "greater good." To kill another whether young or old is not to commit an horrific act, but to create for one's own self the freedom to live life as we choose it, on our terms instead of someone else's.

What happens when a child is raised in a home where human life is allowed to continue only when it's convenient? A home where human beings are disposable and self-interest is applauded? What decisions does that child make when her own mother become less than easy? What happens when her own mother begins to slip into dementia, and has to wear diapers, and drools? The able-bodied political activists who are campaigning today for the right to terminate their children and the elderly are raising their own murderers.

If a child has been taught that they escaped the butcher's knife only because their parents made a decision that this was a convenient time to have a child, what stops that child from deciding that an infirm parent is not occurring at a convenient time? If we can murder humanity inside of the womb, why not in its hospital bed?

Be careful the lessons you teach your children, because someday you may wish that they had not learned them so well.

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Reality of seven deadly sins



The seven deadly sins still provide a good part of our news and entertainment, although few people could give an accurate list of the top seven! In fact, many would struggle to explain the idea of sin at all.

For Christians sin offends God and turns us away from love. True love never causes us to sin, although disordered love of self lies behind many sins, especially sins of the flesh.

Sin harms the sinner, often harms other people and violates their rights. Murder, violence and stealing are clear examples, but sins are not necessarily a crime or a disease.

The notion of sin comes from the Bible, presupposes that we have real personal freedom to choose good or evil, and is essential for a happy and safe community.

A society which rejected the idea of sin would be a jungle, where the strong oppress the weak and define what is right and wrong. History shows, even our personal histories, that those who believe love is of paramount importance also acknowledge attacks on love.

Sins are more than breaking rules, because people are hurt.

The seven deadly sins are sometimes called capital sins because they lead to other sins, into habits or vices.

The most common list comes from St Gregory the Great, a famous pope at the end of the sixth century. He places pride first, followed by greediness, envy, anger, lust, gluttony and sloth or bitterness.

The Italian writer Dante Alighieri grouped the seven sins according to the way they offended against love. A perverted love produces pride, envy and anger. Insufficient love leads to sloth or laziness, while excessive love of earthly goods results in greed, gluttony and lust.

Not only did Dante understand human nature, but he possessed a well formed Catholic conscience.

Habits of sin also damage our judgment so we do not see things clearly and become blind to the rights of others.

Our moral sense can become blunted, even extinguished in some areas. Think of people who worked happily in concentration camps.

The seven deadly sins not only damage our judgment, but can even come close to capturing our free will entirely. Think of those addicted to drugs, alcohol or pornography.

On the other hand no situation is hopeless. God’s forgiveness is real and life-giving and many have returned from the brink, small step by small step.

Christianity is about love, the opposite of sin, but it is cowardice to duck this issue.

Some Christians dismiss talk on sin as negative, refuse to classify sins and are content to claim that God loves them and is not interested in “bad stuff”. It is always a danger sign if we believe we are not sinners!

To acknowledge the reality of the seven deadly sins helps us to know ourselves. And self knowledge always means knowledge of sin and usually leads to knowledge of God.

+ George Cardinal Pell's Comment


Archbishop of Sydney

Friday, November 28, 2008

Nativity sets - advent

I grew up without getting Christmas presents.

Mum liked to make sure that we remembered the 'True Meaning' of Christmas.
She reminded us that it was Jesus's Birthday.
It never worried me, as my birthday is 1 wk before Christmas, however, Mum's way always made sense to us, so we didn't feel like we were missing out.

Being brought up on a farm, we'd always go for a drive to find the perfect 'real' Christmas tree, chop it down and decorate it...with no presents underneath...haha!
We'd have massive Christmas celebrations with family.
I have 42 cousins, so there was always a lot of fun and always too much food.

The thing that affected me the most at Christmas time, was the Nativity set.
We'd love unwrapping each figurine and setting it up.
Mum's nativity set always had a 'removable Jesus'.
Then she would hide the Jesus, and not put Him in till Christmas Eve, after we'd been to Mass.
We would rush inside after Church to see if He had been born.
The memories are so lovely, as we never rushed in for presents, but to see if the Lord Jesus was born.

After the nativity set had been set up (at the beginning of Advent), mum taught us that the manger had to have heaps of hay in it before Jesus was born, to keep Him warm.
So she said that each time we did something 'good', we could go find a piece of straw and place it in the manger...secretly.
Making sure that Jesus's bed would be warm when He was born, was our motivation to do good things.
What a great idea!

There was also a special way our nativity was set up.
We'd always place the donkey and cow behind the manger, so they breathed on Jesus to keep him warm.
The sheep always were in front of Him (facing Him), the angel hanging or behind the cow/donkey, watching over Him.
Mary and Jesus were obviously on either side.
The shepherd's on the left & the Kings on the right.
And they were all facing in towards the baby Jesus.
It's so funny, because when I see other nativity sets set up, I feel like changing them and placing them the way I was taught:)

So now I do the same with my children.
However, they get one book each, and it is a story about Christmas or a nice story about Jesus.
I never buy a nativity set without a 'removable Jesus', and they are quite hard to come by.

I understand the 3 Kings gave presents.
However, they gave them to Jesus, as it was His birthday.
All being said, my children don't miss out, as their Nan & Pop give them presents at Christmas time, when we go over there.
I know Christmas time is a time for 'giving', but I've already noticed my children don't concentrate on "present's" at Christmas time, but on the child Jesus and when He will be born and placed in the manger.

Here are some pictures of nativity sets I have bought over the years for my family or God children.
The one with the sand and rocks around it was the one I grew up with, Mum and Dad's.

If you click on the image, you can see them enlarged.





Sunday, November 23, 2008

The Truth about Life

From Celebrate Life Ministry.


Fertilization - The sperm joins with the ovum to form one cell. This one cell contains the complex genetic makeup for every detail of human development – the child’s sex, hair and eye colour, height, skin tone, etc.

Month One - The first cell divides and cell division continues in an orderly fashion as the small group of cells travels down the Fallopian tube to the uterus. There are over 100 cells present when this tiny embryo reaches the uterus 7 to 10 days after fertilization. Foundation of the brain, spinal cord and nervous system are already established, and on day 21 the heart begins to beat in a regular fashion. Muscles are forming, and arms, legs, eyes and ears have begun to show. The embryo is 10,000 times larger than the original fertilized egg and developing rapidly.

Month Two - The pre-born baby has all her fingers. Brain waves can be detected and the brain is controlling 40 sets of muscles as well as the organs. The jaw forms, including teeth buds in the gums. The eyelids seal during this time to protect the baby’s developing light sensitive eyes, the stomach produces digestive juices, and the kidneys have begun to function. The developing baby is now referred to as the foetus, a Latin word meaning “Young one.”

Month Three - Unique fingerprints are evident and never change. The baby now sleeps, awakens, and exercises her muscles by turning her head, curling her toes, and opening and closing her mouth-often sucking her thumb. She breathes amniotic fluid to help develop her respiratory system. By the end of the month all the organs and systems of her body are functioning. The only major activity from now until birth is growth.

Month Four - By the end of this month the baby is 8 to 10 inches in length and weighs 1/2 pound. Her ears are functioning and the baby hears her mother’s heartbeat, as well as external noises. Because the pre-born child is now larger, the mother usually begins to feel her baby’s movements.

Month Five - Half the pregnancy has now passed. The baby is about 12 inches long. If a sound is especially loud and startling, she may jump in reaction to it. Babies born at this stage of development are surviving at an ever increasing rate, thanks to medical advances.

Month Six - Oil and sweat glands are functioning. The baby’s delicate skin is protected in the amniotic sac by a special ointment “vernix.”

Month Seven - The baby’s brain has as many cells as it will have at birth. The pre-born child uses the four senses of vision, hearing, taste, and touch. Research has documented that she can now recognize her mother’s voice.

Month Eight - The skin begins to thicken, with a layer of fat stored underneath for insulation and nourishment. The baby swallows a gallon of amniotic fluid per day. She often hiccups. She has been urinating for several months.

Month Nine - Towards the end of this month, the baby is ready for birth. After birth new brain cells are being formed for nine months. Likewise, other organ systems are still maturing. Of the 45 generations of cell divisions before adulthood, 41 have taken place in the womb. Only four more will come before adolescence. In developmental terms we spend 90% of our lives in the womb.

Precious Little Ones - poem after a miscarriage.









A friend of mine wrote this poem & has given me permission to post it.
This lady had numerous miscarriages and these words came to her in the middle of the night and she felt compelled to write them down.
Therefore, it will hopefully help people who have experienced miscarriages.


Precious Little Ones


These babies never had the chance
To give the world a fleeting glance,
Or feel their mother’s arms enfold
Their tiny frames so small, so cold,

Or see their grieving father weep
At little babes that seemed to sleep,
Their precious forms all wrapped in white
With perfect faces, eyes closed tight.

We surrender them to God above,
Where they will know eternal love.
They look upon us here below
At parents and siblings that they know,

And wonder why we grieve and weep
When God’s own Mother and angels keep
Them close to Him in rapturous dreams
Of choirs of angels and celestial themes.

So, rest in peace my precious ones,
Your blessed life has now begun.
But hearken to your mother’s plea
And pray for us, please, pray for me.

By Evelyn Feltoe © 2nd Feb 2001
This poem is copyrighted.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Mama - Il Divo - Tribute to Mothers


LYRICS

Mama, thank you for who I am
Thank you for all the things I'm not
Forgive me for the words unsaid
For the times I forgot

Mama remember all my life
You showed me love, you sacrificed
Think of those young and early days
How I've changed along the way [ along the way ]

And I know you believed
And I know you had dreams
And I'm sorry it took all this time to see
That I am where I am because of your truth
And I miss you, yeah I miss you

Mama forgive the times you cried
Forgive me for not making right
All of the storms I may have caused
And I've been wrong, Dry your eyes [ dry your eyes ]

And I know you believed
And I know you had dreams
And I'm sorry it took all this time to see
That I am where I am because of your truth
And I miss you, yeah I miss you

Mama I hope this makes you smile
I hope you're happy with my life
At peace with every choice I made
How I've changed along the way [ along the way ]

And I know you believed in all of my dreams
And I owe it all to you, Mama