Saturday, November 19, 2011
Friday, November 18, 2011
My Gospel Reflections for Monday November 21, Luke 2:1-4
My Reflections:
Pureness of intentions is always first with Jesus, He doesn’t care who you are, even your social status in life it doesn’t count on Him. What is important with Him is our desire to help regardless of the amount that we give.
This is what we must follow when we treat people; because we are easily awed by the rich and we oftentimes look down on the poor. We must not judge based on their life’s status we rather judge them based on how sincere they are. But how can we decipher that an individual is sincere and true with his intention to help when we don’t have power to read a person’s mind?
This is very simple: We must always be true and sincere with whatever we say and do. ...
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Saturday, September 24, 2011
The fragility of our lives...
The Fragility of our lives...
by: Marino J. Dasmarinas
Last night our parish secretary informed me that I have a scheduled funeral blessing; I said OK I’ll go.
So I went there, upon finding the place I introduced myself to the relatively young wife then I said: “I will now bless him please gather all the relatives.” As I was saying the blessings and prayers I noticed that the wife was crying profusely.
After I was through, I asked her: “what was the cause of death of your husband and how old is he?” She said: “His fifthly (50) years old and his death is totally unexpected.” He just arrived from work then after a few minutes of rest in the sofa he suddenly died. ... After our short conversation I told her: “I have to go now” and she said: “Thank you very much” I said in return: “You’re welcome and pray for his soul’s eternal repose.”
As I was walking away from their house, I can’t help but reflect on the fragility of our lives, that it can be taken away from us any time and any place. As I glance back at their house, I told myself maybe she was seriously crying because, there were loving words left unsaid, there were loving embraces left undone and there were loving moments left to pass them by. ...
As an afterthought: Express your love to your relatives and don’t hold back on doing good to everyone.
Remember the fragility of our lives…
The Dash...
THE DASH
by Linda Ellis
I read of a man who stood to speak
at the funeral of a friend.
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
from the beginning...to the end.
He noted that first came the date of her birth
and spoke of the following date with tears,
and spoke of the following date with tears,
but he said what mattered most of all
was the dash between those years.
For that dash represents all the time
that she spent alive on earth
and now only those who loved her
know what that little line is worth.
know what that little line is worth.
For it matter not, how much we own,
the cars...the house...the cash.
What matters is how we live and love
and how we spend our dash.
So think about this long and hard;
are there things you'd like to change?
For you never know how much time is left
that can still be rearranged.
If we could just slow down enough
to consider what's true and real
and always try to understand
the way other people feel.
And be less quick to anger
and show appreciation more
and love the people in our lives
like we've never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect
and more often wear a smile...
remembering that this special dash
might only last a little while.
So when your eulogy is being read
with your life's actions to rehash,
would you be proud of the things they say
about how you spent your dash?
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