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~ Can You Dig It? Build a PC Wagon Free Zone! ~

(Reblogged from my original post on May 29, 2012)

Got a parcel, fancy stuff of wishful disposition
A “Back to the Future” kinda science fiction ride, a supernatural wand
A sphere made out of the finest stone
No how-to-do-it manual, decrees or injunctions
Ordinances or convictions to maintain.
Script on the carton that reads: BUILD A LIFE TO BE… HOWEVER YOU WANT IT TO BE.
Will you take it as a teachable moment or a case of playing the field for a carefree life wannabe?
Run a risk, jaunt through it and take revel in it.

What kind of life do you want
Perpetual possibilities
Build a classic work of art
A brilliant piece of creative work that sets you apart.
Be on the lookout, ‘coz real wishes do come true
A rare chance of a lifetime exists knocking its way through.

Should there be party, two parties
Or embark on a third-party fantasy?
Greed, social status, massive power grabs
Create dependent, make-believe tribes
By folks who never care, willing to take bribes.
Proliferate the so-called “blob of cells” to the max
Irritate the 41% of pro-choice club who will argue this fact
But don’t worry, the 50% of pro-life crowd will have your back.

Let every man have a chance,
Not every choice to end life to advance.
Be bold, choose your battle that would rattle
Live, fight and carry on without reserve
You are after all the master of this imagined life
You either take the straight path or swerve.
Allow not a heartbeat to be smothered
Can you dig it so far, my brother?

What kind of life do you want
An advantage you’ll only get once
A shot of a lifetime
Boundless choices in abundance.
Build an army of truth with warriors of might
Pull off a fearless Breitbart Is Here kinda act and ignite
Back off the PC wagon and simply speak up for what is right
Applaud those who are bold enough to fight
the dictatorship of relativism
and courage to flee from it with activism.
Start now without an ounce of cynicism.

A fight this crucial is consequential
Anticipate long dark tunnels along your tail
Or maybe even an albatross around your neck,
And on the verge of collapse.
But let loose of the cry of despair and despondency,
For a new day is dawning,
A new start will come forth.
Foresee a silver lining at the end of the tunnel
A light that shines through in the end
By the Mighty Hand who, all along, had it all penned.

What kind of life do you want
Anything goes
Start pointing the crystal magic wand
Muttering something under your breath
Build a masterpiece of a life to be
However you want it to be.

Dig it?

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~ God Wills It ~

Let me start by saying that “God is good all the time; all the time God is good.” I am in awe of how God declares His greatness and magnificence. There is not a single event in our lives that does not come under His watchful eye. Nothing escapes, nothing and no one. Whatever He wills is going to happen, and nothing can stand in its way. All will transpire exactly as God has planned and calculated.

Barely a week ago, I received a call from Josie, a fellow Lay Missionaries of Charity who recently visited one of the houses of Blessed Mother Teresa’s Home for the Dying in the Philippines. The scarcity of resources and supplies to care for the elderly and the dying is very evident but does not in any way cause a twinge of discouragement or give rise to dismay and anxiety, nor does it diminish the nuns’ desire and put their mission to a halt but rather transform and inspire those who witness their love for Jesus in the distressing guise of the poor with a smile and a joyful heart.

Substantially struggling with wound care supplies, Josie was moved to tears as she recalls her private encounter with the nuns as they wash and clean the wounds of the dying with utmost care, compassion and gentleness.

Mother Teresa quotes:

“No one should die alone … each human should die with the sight of a loving face.”

Inspired by the nuns’ love for Jesus to serve Him in the distressing guise of the poor, and determined to show God’s mercy to His people, I was compelled to take action to help. On the same day, I asked for donations on behalf of the dying that the nuns care for, and in a matter of hours, donations were pouring in. People were so enthusiastic to give and willing to help. Someone even offered to cover the cost of the box shipment which is quite expensive to ship internationally.

By the grace of GOD, in less than a week, FIVE huge boxes full of wound care supplies and miscellaneous items will be shipped off to the Philippines this week! Wow! Isn’t GOD just awesome? He is truly in our midst…. and definitely showing off! I am overwhelmed and humbled by the kindness and generosity of God’s humble servants to help those in the Philippines who care for the dying.

Blessed Mother Teresa gently prods us to love as Jesus did as she said:

“Stay where you are. Find your own Calcutta. Find the sick, the suffering, and the lonely right there where you are — in your own homes and in your own families, in your workplaces and in your schools. You can find Calcutta all over the world, if you have the eyes to see. Everywhere, wherever you go, you find people who are unwanted, unloved, uncared for, just rejected by society — completely forgotten, completely left alone.”

To God be the glory!

~ Can You Dig It? Build a PC Wagon Free Zone! ~

Got a parcel, fancy stuff of wishful disposition
A “Back to the Future” kinda science fiction ride, a supernatural wand
A sphere made out of the finest stone
No how-to-do-it manual, decrees or injunctions
No ordinances or convictions to maintain.
Script on the carton that reads: Build A Life to Be… However You Want It To Be.
A teachable moment or a case of playing the field for a carefree life wannabe.
Run a risk, jaunt through it and take revel in it.

What kind of life do you want
Perpetual possibilities
Build a classic work of art
A brilliant piece of creative work that sets you apart.
Be on the lookout, ‘coz real wishes do come true
A rare chance of a lifetime exists knocking its way through.

Should there be party, two parties
Or embark on a third-party fantasy?
Greed, social status, massive power grabs
Create dependent, make-believe tribes
By folks who never care, willing to take bribes.
Proliferate the so-called “blob of cells” to the max
Irritate the 41% of pro-choice club who will argue this fact
But don’t worry, the 50% of pro-life crowd will have your back.

Let every man have a chance,
Not every choice to end life to advance.
Be bold, choose your battle that would rattle
Live, fight and carry on without reserve
You are after all the master of this imagined life
You either take the straight path or swerve.
Allow not a heartbeat to be smothered
Can you dig it so far, my brother?

What kind of life do you want
An advantage you’ll only get once
A shot of a lifetime
Boundless choices in abundance.
Build an army of truth with warriors of might
Pull off a fearless Breitbart Is Here kinda act and ignite
Back off the PC wagon and simply speak up for what is right
Applaud those who are bold enough to fight
the dictatorship of relativism
and courage to flee from it with activism.
Start now without an ounce of cynicism.

A fight this crucial is consequential
Anticipate long dark tunnels along your tail
Or maybe even an albatross around your neck,
And on the verge of collapse.
But let loose of the cry of despair & despondency,
For a new day is dawning,
A new start will come forth.
Foresee a silver lining at the end of the tunnel
A light that shines through in the end
By the Mighty Hand who, all along, had it all penned.

What kind of life do you want
Anything goes
Start pointing the crystal magic wand
Muttering something under your breath
Build a masterpiece of a life to be
However you want it to be.

Dig it?

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~ I’m All Wired Up & Charged Up! ~

Feeding The Homeless BANNED In Major Cities All Over America – RIGHTLYCONCERNED.COM.

O my beloved America, what have we become as a society? It is now ILLEGAL to feed the homeless and the hungry? I would like to think that we still take ownership of our desire for charitable acts towards others, live with a little more self-giving than usual and play an active role in personal charity but I guess that is no longer the case here.

Imposing stringent policies at a level that allows micromanaging and nitpicking to the smallest details not only makes it impossible to keep up with the criteria of rules; it also diminishes our ability to make a difference in someone else’s life, and our power to carry out good intentions is put to a halt.

Our compassionate instinct, which I believe is an innate human response inherent in the folds of our genetic make-up, is being assaulted by an entity that does not regard personal charity as something exclusive—exclusive to the point that the individual has to make the determination to pursue such act or opt to go the other way without fear of being penalized by the government. Let me get trivially colloquial here: the last time I checked, I thought we make the calls on these matters!

Setting up regulations in place is good but anything in excess and almost complete control on how we maneuver as individuals not only on this regard somehow dictates and violates our inclination to engage and help others. Putting up boundless streams of rules and ordinances written by people we don’t know, and certainly by people we didn’t even vote for is not gonna cut it. Its intrusion creates a mockery of our God-given attributes, and undermines our potential towards fulfilling our collaborative or self-professed commitment to a higher calling of selfless acts of kindness towards others. Where is the intrinsic worth of our actions when we have to “ask permission” from the government to help our fellowmen? Do we have to “ask permission” to show God’s mercy and love to our neighbors? This is insane! Permit no one to keep us from being wired up and charged up to respond to others in need.

~ Gratitude In Motion ~

I praise and thank God for my family, my friends, my Catholic faith, and for the many opportunities to serve Him.

Let us thank God right out loud when we are moved to do so. Happy Thanksgiving!

~ Halloween Haunt With The ‘Saints’ ~

Have we been spooked out of celebrating a part of our Christian rich tradition on Halloween that we intentionally omit and deviate from costumes engaging in witchcraft, ghosts, skeletons, witches, and devils that Halloween costumes are traditionally modelled after, or are we simply out of fashion? Well, I’m glad I didn’t have to travel too far to celebrate All Saints Day (also known as Hallowmas, All Hallows, and Hallowtide) with the nuns in downtown Memphis.

I was planning on being a cool FBI agent for Halloween but the nuns dressed me as an angel for the Feast of All Saints. That is so awesome 🙂 Hanging out with the likes of “Saints Therese of Lisieux, Maria Goretti…”

All Saints Day Performance—with “Lucia/Jacinta and Francisco of Our Lady Of Fatima,” and of course “Saint Juan Diego of Our Lady of Guadalupe.” The kids loved playing their parts as saints and visionaries…with the costumes and all 🙂


With “Little Lucia? of Our Lady of Fatima,”…I believe. She’s so adorable!

So glad I was an “angel”… I didn’t have to memorize any lines!

With my fellow “angel” & “Blessed Mother Teresa”

~ I Wish, I Hope & I Long ~

I particularly love this powerful image of our Lord as He wraps His loving arms around His child with overflowing fullness of joy, awe and anticipation. It depicts the beauty of God’s promise to us to someday be perfectly united with Him in eternity as we await, desire and long for these words: “Well done, my good and faithful servant.”

On a similar note, this quote inspires and motivates me as well:
“When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, ‘I used everything You gave me.’ ” AWESOME… just spellbound with this priceless divine influence!

In My Seat

~ Striving To Emulate HIS Ways ~

When weaknesses of the flesh start to rear its ugly head, and our interest in the worldly allurements begins to consume us, let us be reminded of this revealing quote by our dearest Mother Teresa, and be compelled to pursue and accept God’s invitation to be fully united with Him with irresistible hunger and awe; we must not allow our infrequent terrestrial longings and inclinations cloud our desire for celestial harvest:

“In each of our lives Jesus comes as the Bread of Life – to be eaten, to be consumed by us. This is how He loves us. Then Jesus comes in our human life as the hungry one, the other, hoping to be fed with the Bread of our life; our hearts by loving, and our hands by serving. In loving and serving, we prove that we have been created in the likeness of God, for God is Love and when we love we are like God. This is what Jesus meant when He said, “Be perfect as your Father in heaven is perfect.”

~ Blessed Mother Teresa of Calcutta ~

We find completion, maturity and wholeness taking precedence over quantity, thus, we gain understanding that our service of God is measured NOT by quantity, but by how close it comes to perfection (with unrestricted endearment, love and affection ALWAYS attached to it).

~ So Long, My Dearest Sisters! ~

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We thrive and grow when we’re surrounded by people we love and care about. We sigh when they leave…BIG sigh :(. I can’t escape feeling sad today…sort of ambivalent about the whole thingy. Why do you have to leave ALL at the same time? Oh well, I guess, it is when we are feeling sad that we develop new insight about ourselves…BUT I don’t want a new insight about myself right now …hahaha—(you, selfish Mags :)). I’m missing you already Sister DM & Sister LG! Hope to see you again, someday!

~ To The Moon And Back ~

What a lovely day! It’s Mother’s Day for the awesome moms, and First Communion for the children. What a special day, indeed. A regular Sunday at Church turns into a double celebration! Congratulations to all the children who received the Eucharist for the first time… the body, blood, soul and divinity of our Lord Jesus Christ.

To my dearest Ima, the most special woman in my life…I’m afraid I’ll do a lousy job describing what I appreciate most about you. For everything you’ve done for me, I’m thankful and appreciative; for the woman I am, I am indebted.

I love you all the way right up to the moon and back! I miss you, Ima!