January 27, 2007

Something Special

Learning lessons to give and learning lessons for spiritual study have been a major focus. I've been working on my lesson plan for CCD on love. It's based on the fourth commandment which is focused upon paragraphs 2196 through 2246 of the Catechism of the Catholic Church. You shall love your neighbor as yourself, which is what God asks of us to begin with.

I remember working with many different people from different ethnic backgrounds who didn't speak English very well, we managed to communicate in that job. What I found was that no matter who they were or where they came from I loved them. Even those who didn't like me, I still said hello to and helped them. I didn't realize too much then the importance of what I was doing. We tend to not think of ourselves in that way. It wasn't until later when I had my own Eucharistic miracle and after time I began to see myself in a new way.

My mom asked me why the other day do I write about my sinfulness when it is past. I don't know but there are times when I feel so unworthy, and it's at those times I write about it the most. Yet it is then in those times that I have cleansed myself from worldly ways.

I am no better than anyone else, I have my off days just like everyone else. Friday one of the girls said I should be taking care of me, and not everyone else. Since I have taken on a passenger on the way home, her overtime depends on whether or not I stay. And if I don't want to do overtime and she does then I was staying just so she could have it. That's why one of the ladies said that to me, to take care of me, it's my car and gas etc. But me, out of the goodness of my heart basically would stay when I was tired.

I know we are called to love our neighbors and do good to others as you would want them done to you. But sometimes I find that isn't always so. People will play head games just for amusement. I have found that I don't worry about anything. I have placed myself in God's hands and it is there that I find comfort.

When I went to Chapel this morning, the time went so fast. It was and always is a beautiful time spent in front of the Blessed Sacrament. Why is it words escape me when I am there, sometimes they are like a whisper in answer. It is always a joy to see the most beautiful face God has ever made that of his Son. There is no doubt of the true presence of our Lord. How our heavenly Mother must have felt gazing upon her son when he was born, and then when he went through the most difficult thing she has ever faced, the death of her son. But to know the joy in her heart when he rose from the dead. Her love for Jesus and for us is beautiful, that's a Mother. And God gave her to us and his son.

We truly are the lucky one's, they are with us in such a special way. And it is love that brings them to us.

2 Words of Wisdom:

joanne said...

I am truly moved by your journal, what you have writtern has touch my heart it is so hard to love esp if the other person can not stand you I had a experience at my sisters funeral a few weeks ago my other sister was there and she never spoke to me once she has for years I have tryed and prayed for her and then to add insults her husband had a go at me about my weigh so i took it to the lord it hurts but I put my self in the agnoy of the Garden with the lord it is the only way I can cope with this thank you for your journal your very special and hope you will call on my journal some time love and prayers

Marie Cecile said...

Thank you Joanne,

I will keep you in my prayers. I would go to your blog but I don't know the name of it. I can't visit a blog I don't know. Will you share with me and the others the title so we may go and share in your burden because you are just as special as all of us.

I love you and hope for the best for you in the coming days.

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