Living Life the Right Way

One thing about faith it's knowing there is more than one way to die. We can die from sin or we can from the ways of the world. I examined a bit more to the meaning of dying in a dream. A way of dying about our own selves. It's going to the next level in faith. I think I have understood this today as I began to see how much I have been able to talk to others much easier than I used to. Plus I have begun to speak more openly about what I saw to others. I think I died of my keeping it quiet. I still let the Holy Spirit be my guide on speaking. So as we live life there are many times we have to die to the ways in which we live our life as well.

For me it was the choice to leave the world and become a religious. As I have begun the process of checking communities and seeing how the discernment works in that regard. There was something I noticed about charisms when I spoke to a friend. It seems that they are all founded on Jesus but have many fathers, St. Dominic, St. Francis, St. Augustine and so very many more, with women founders as well. Yet they all are one with God, at least in this I hope it is so. The charism of Jesus is the one that I seek to follow but where do I find this when they are founded on the charism of a Saint. And theirs are all different. What happens when we have bits and pieces that mesh together from all of them. I said that to my friend, I could fit with the Franciscans as well as the Dominicans and the Augustinians. I have a rapport with animals like St. Francis, but not in the way he did. So the process of discernment in community goes on a new route. Sister Juanita had given me a book on discernment to read as part of this process. So the next time I see her will be able to have much more in the way of understanding the process a person goes through. Except I think I have already been put through a bigger process than humans put us through.

Living Water

Many changes have occured in my life, good ones for the better. I took on a role when I thought this was what I was supposed to do because of what I saw. But as time and healing and so much clarity came about, I saw that it was not done for the right reason. When the Holy Spirit kept prompting to correct it and another person as well voiced it, I tried. But I wasn't given that option at the time. So as I prayed and discerned my direction, again I was prompted to let it go. I had let one thing go prior to this and now I had to do another one. But in doing so, something has changed with me. The last dreams gave me a better understanding of being healed.

One thing God does want is for us to be happy in our chosen vocations. If we volunteer to do a job for the wrong reasons we will not be effective nor will we be happy attempting to do the job. I did that myself, I offered to do what I thought was what the Church thought I should do, not necessarily what God wanted of me. I did it when I wasn't ready and when I kept getting telltale signs that I didn't belong from others, I prayed to discern His Will for me in my direction. I had to learn something from this experience in order to grow and to see His hand in my life in a better way. I went and said yes and am going from there, but in the process of coming to terms with the Truth, I grew. From that experience I was given a special gift, a relearning of the Catechism, the Church, a better understanding that there are many ways of Evangelizing. When God finds us ready to do His Work He will place us in the role we belong. And from there what was wrong will be righted. I was where I didn't belong and nothing seemed to go right except when I was in His Presence. Once I let go, I have found that the path seems so much clearer.

The living water, I recall a time when on the ceiling from a reflection from a vat of water outside the window, was literaly living. I watched in amazement as this reflection on the ceiling moved so powerfully. When I glanced outside at the water in the vat, there was no movement and yet on the ceiling it was dancing. I wish I video taped it that day, it was just really something truly wonderful to see. I always see the hand of God in pretty much everything, including that. I can still see it as I write this, the reflection was so clear. Just like the one in the Church when the door or window on the ceiling was opened to heaven that day and I saw the hands above in that golden square of light.

He rights the wrongs and so must we.