Medjugorje Day By Day Nov 24 - CONSECRATION TO THE IMMACULATE HEART     

Come to the foot of the altar.  Here graces will be showered upon all, great and little, who ask for them.  Graces will especially be showered upon those who ask for them." (Our Lady of the Miraculous Medal to St. Catherine Laboure).

"Medjugorje is the continuation and fulfillment of Fatima." Pope John Paul II

Quote from "Medjugorje and the Church" page 19 by Sr Emmanuel and Denis Nolan. The Holy Father said this to Bishop Hnilica

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Mother Teresa  -

Jesus knows the countless hungers of man, and He gives of Himself.
What a gift!
What proof of His love!
What assurance for us!

Padre Pio -
I hate sin! Our country would be fortunate if, as mother of our rights, it would perfect the laws and customs in the light of honesty and Christian principles.
 Archbishop Fulton Sheen -

If you want freedom, exercise your free will as God wills

"People talk most about their health when they are sick, and most about liberty when they are in danger of losing it. Despite all the pleas for liberty, it must be remembered that every flight from responsibility is a flight from liberty and every denial of personal guilt is also a denial of freedom."
St. Faustina's diary  http://www.marian.org/directory_flash.html  -

Bring to me the meek and humble souls and the souls of little children, and immerse them in My mercy. These souls most closely resemble My Heart. They strengthened Me during My bitter agony. I saw them as earthly Angels, who would keep vigil at My altars. I pour out upon them whole torrents of grace. Only the humble soul is able to receive My grace. I favor humble souls with My confidence.      (1220)

O humility, lovely flower, I see how few souls possess you. Is it because you are so beautiful and at the same time so difficult to attain? O yes, it is both the one and the other. Even God takes great pleasure in her. The floodgates of heaven are open to a humble soul, and a sea of graces flows down upon her. O how beautiful is a humble soul! From her heart, as from a censer, rises a varied and most pleasing fragrance which breaks through the skies and reaches God himself, filling His Most Sacred Heart with joy. God refuses nothing to such a soul; she is all-powerful and influences the destiny of the whole world. God raises such a soul up to His very throne, and the more she humbles herself, the more God stoops down to her, pursuing her with His graces and accompanying her at every moment with His omnipotence. Such a soul is most deeply united with God. O humility, strike deep roots in my whole being. O Virgin most pure, but also most humble, help me to attain deep humility. Now I understand why there are so few saints; it is because so few souls are deeply humble.       (1306)
 
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Quote of the Day The Church in Vietnam is alive and vigorous, blessed with strong and faithful bishops, dedicated religious, and courageous and committed lay people... The Church in Vietnam is living out the gospel in a difficult and complex situation with remarkable persistence and strength. -Statement of three U.S. archbishops returning from Vietnam in January 1989

Today's Tidbit The word "Christ" comes from a Greek translation of the Hebrew term "Messiah." This title of Jesus means the "anointed of God."
 
MEDJUGORJE DAY BY DAY
These thoughts for a day are taken from a daily meditation book based on the Messages of Our Lady of Medjugorje by Father Richard J. Beyer, Ave Maria Press.

NOV 24 - CONSECRATION TO THE IMMACULATE HEART OF MARY

Given to the young locutionists, Jelena and Mirijana:

I give you my heart. Accept it! I do not wish to distress you, nor to stop talking to you, but know that I cannot stay always with you. You must realize this. In the meantime, I wish to be constantly with you, with the heart. It is necessary to pray a great deal, and not to say, "If we have not prayed today, it is nothing serious" (Locutionists Jelena & Mirijana October 29, 1983).

And from Luke's gospel:

But Mary treasured all these words and pondered them in her heart (Lk 2:19).

Reflection:

Our Lady had spoken of her heart and her love for us many times in Medjugorje. "Consecrate yourself to the Immaculate Heart," she said in August of 1983. And in December of the same year: "Tomorrow [Feast of the Immaculate Conception] will be a truly blessed day for you, if every moment is consecrated to my Immaculate Heart." "My heart is full of grace and love. My heart is the gift I give you," she said in June of 1987. There is great peace as well as great power in the consecration, for as we give our hearts and lives to the Blessed Mother, she gives her own life and all that this entails to us.

Application:

Putting Our Lady's words into action, let us now consecrate ourselves to the Immaculate Heart, using the prayer she dictated to Jelena for that purpose:

O Immaculate Heart of Mary, overflowing with goodness, show us your love. May the flame of your heart, O Mary, descend upon all people. We love you so very much. Impress true love in our hearts. May our hearts yearn for you. O Mary, sweet and humble of heart. Remember us even when we sin. You know that we are all sinners. Through your most sacred and motherly heart, heal us of every spiritual illness. Make us capable of realizing the beauty of your maternal heart, and in this way, may we be converted by the flame of your heart. Amen

Medjugorje Day By Day Nov 23 - I CALL YOU TO OFFER SACRIFICES       

"Make a daily Holy Hour in the presence of our Lord in the Blessed Sacrament that Christ may reign in the hearts and souls of men." (Archbishop Fulton J. Sheen)
St. Monica, Wife, Mother, North Africa, (332-387), Feast, Aug. 27
Wife of a pagan and mother of three, one a prodigal son. Through her devotion and intercessory prayer to Jesus in the Eucharist, her husband converted shortly before he died. Her wayward son became St. Augustine, due to her faithful perseverance in prayer.


Mother Teresa  -

Love, tenderness, and compassion are real justice.
Justice without love is not justice.
Love without justice is not love.

Meditations by Padre Pio -

Why is there evil in the world? Listen carefully. There is a mother who is embroidering. Her son sitting on a low stool sees her work, but upside down. He sees the knots of the embroidery; the tangled threads, and says: "Mother, what are you doing? Your work is not at all clear?"

Then the mother lowers the embroidery frame and shows the right side of her work. Each color is in its place and the variety of threads form a harmonious design.

So, we are seeing the reverse side of the embroidery. We are sitting on the low stool.
 

 Archbishop Fulton Sheen -

Promises of materials turns into imprisonment of self

"Communism swept one-third of the world into the grasp of the Iron Bear simple because it promised pie in the sky after hatred had overthrown the existing order. The great fallacy of all revolutionary movements is that the value of great lives is nullified, either through persecution or character assassination, in the interests of fallacious promises and illusory hopes. Our world is slow to learn that those who turn out the lights of Heaven, bay that very act turn out the lights earth. Influences are born of moral stamina but promises, like spider webs, are woven from the bellies of materialism."

St. Faustina's diary  http://www.marian.org/directory_flash.html  -

June 30, 1937. Today, the Lord said to me, I have wanted to exalt this Congregation many times, but I am unable to do so because of its pride. Know, My daughter, that I do not grant My graces to proud souls, and I even take away from them the graces I have granted.      (1170)

It so happened that I fell again into a certain error, in spite of a sincere resolution not to do so-even though the lapse was a minor imperfection and rather involuntary-and at this I felt such acute pain in my soul that I interrupted my work and went to the chapel for a while. Falling at the feet of Jesus, with love and a great deal of pain, I apologized to the Lord, all the more ashamed because of the fact that in my conversation with Him after Holy Communion this very morning I had promised to be faithful to Him. Then I heard these words: If it hadn't been for this small imperfection, you wouldn't have come to Me. Know that as often as you come to Me, humbling yourself and asking My forgiveness, I pour out a superabundance of graces on your soul, and your imperfection vanishes before My eyes, and I see only your love and your humility. You lose nothing but gain much...      (1293)
 
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Quote of the Day Charity unites us to God... There is nothing mean in charity, nothing arrogant. Charity knows no schism, does not rebel, does all things in concord. In charity all the elect of God have been made perfect. -Pope St. Clement I

Today's Tidbit The word "Eucharist" comes from Greek roots meaning thanks giving.

MEDJUGORJE DAY BY DAY


 Nov 23 - I CALL YOU TO OFFER SACRIFICES

Today Our Lady speaks of one of the core virtues of Christian life:

Dear children, today I thank you again for everything that you have accomplished for me during these past days. I thank you especially, dear children, for the sacrifices you have offered this last week. Dear children, do not forget that I desire sacrifices from you so I can help you and keep Satan at a distance. And so I call you again to offer sacrifices in special reverence toward God (Weekly Message September 18, 1986).

In Hebrews, Paul speaks of the effects of the greatest sacrifice:

But when Christ had offered for all time a single sacrifice for sins, "he sat down at the right hand of God," and since then has been waiting "until his enemies would be made a footstool for his feet." For by a single offering he has perfected for all time those who are sanctified (Heb 10:12-14).

Reflection:

In Pompeii the body of a crippled boy was found with his lame foot. Round his body was a woman's arm, bejeweled. The great stream of fire suddenly issuing from the volcano had driven a terror stricken crowd for refuge. The woman had evidently taken pity on the cripple. Only the arm outstretched to save was saved itself.

The arm of the Lord protects his people. He draws us to himself to save all of us. We are never too insignificant for his rescue. A saying goes: "If you were the only person left on earth, Christ would die for you alone." Every soul is priceless in the sight of God.

Each of us belongs to the creator, we are his flesh and blood. His salvation is directed to every one of us. No one is left out. As St. Paul writes: "For as all die in Adam, so all will be made alive in Christ" (1Cor 15:22).

Application:

With the sacrifice of Christ as our great example, let us try to live Our Lady's message today: "And so I call you again to offer your sacrifices in special reverence to God."

ST. JOHN BOSCO'S DREAM (VISION) OF HELL - Part 2 of 3


ST. JOHN BOSCO'S DREAM (VISION) OF HELL

*The Road to Hell



(Prophetic Dream of St. John Bosco 1868 A.D.)

We continued our descent, the road now becoming so frightfully steep that it was
almost impossible to stand erect. And then, at the bottom of this precipice, at
the entrance of a dark valley, an enormous building loomed into sight, its
towering portal, tightly locked, facing our road. When I finally got to the
bottom, I became smothered by a suffocating heat, while a greasy, green-tinted
smoke lit by flashes of scarlet flames rose from behind those enormous walls
which loomed higher than mountains.

"Where are we? What is this?" I asked my guide.

"Read the inscription on that portal and you will know."

I looked up and read these words: "The place of no reprieve." I realized that we
were at the gates of Hell. The guide led me all around this horrible place. At
regular distance bronze portals like the first overlooked precipitous descents;
on each was an inscription, such as: "Depart from me, ye cursed, into
everlasting fire, which was prepared for the devil and his angels." (Matthew 25:
41) "Every tree that yielded not good fruit, shall be cut down, and shall be
cast into the fire." (Matthew 7: 19)

I tried to copy them into my notebook, but my guide restrained me: "There is no
need. You have them all in Holy Scripture. You even have some of them inscribed
in your porticoes."

At such a sight I wanted to turn back and return to the Oratory. As a matter of
fact, I did start back, but my guide ignored my attempt. After trudging through
a steep, never-ending ravine, we again came to the foot of the precipice facing
the first portal. Suddenly the guide turned to me. Upset and startled, he
motioned to me to step aside. "Look!" he said.

I looked up in terror and saw in the distance someone racing down the path at an
uncontrollable speed. I kept my eyes on him, trying to identify him, and as he
got closer, I recognized him as one of my boys. His disheveled hair was partly
standing upright on his head and partly tossed back by the wind. His arms were
outstretched as though he were thrashing the water in an attempt to stay afloat.
He wanted to stop, but could not. Tripping on the protruding stones, he kept
falling even faster. "Let's help him, let's stop him," I shouted, holding out my
hands in a vain effort to restrain him.

"Leave him alone," the guide replied.

"Why?"

"Don't you know how terrible God's vengeance is? Do you think you can restrain
one who is fleeing from His just wrath?"

Meanwhile the youth had turned his fiery gaze backward in an attempt to see if
God's wrath were still pursuing him. The next moment he fell tumbling to the
bottom of the ravine and crashed against the bronze portal as though he could
find no better refuge in his flight.

"Why was he looking backward in terror?" I asked.

"Because God's wrath will pierce Hell's gates to reach and torment him even in
the midst of fire!"

As the boy crashed into the portal, it sprang open with a roar, and instantly a
thousand inner portals opened with a deafening clamor as if struck by a body
that had been propelled by an invisible, most violent, irresistible gale. As
these bronze doors -- one behind the other, though at a considerable distance
from each other -- remained momentarily open, I saw far into the distance
something like furnace jaws sprouting fiery balls the moment the youth hurtled
into it. As swiftly as they had opened, the portals then clanged shut again. For
a third time I tried to jot down the name of that unfortunate lad, but the guide
again restrained me. "Wait," he ordered.

"Watch!"

Three other boys of ours, screaming in terror and with arms outstretched, were
rolling down one behind the other like massive rocks, I recognized them as they
too crashed against the portal. In that split second, it sprang open and so did
the other thousand. The three lads were sucked into that endless corridor amid a
long-drawn, fading, infernal echo, and then the portals clanged shut again. At
intervals, many other lads came tumbling down after them. I saw one unlucky boy
being pushed down the slope by an evil companion. Others fell singly or with
others, arm in arm or side by side. Each of them bore the name of his sin on his
forehead. I kept calling to them as they hurtled down, but they did not hear me.
Again the portals would open thunderously and slam shut with a rumble. Then,
dead silence!

"Bad companions, bad books, and bad habits," my guide exclaimed, "are mainly
responsible for so many eternally lost."

The traps I had seen earlier were indeed dragging the boys to ruin. Seeing so
many going to perdition, I cried out disconsolately, "If so many of our boys end
up this way, we are working in vain. How can we prevent such tragedies?"

"This is their present state," my guide replied, "and that is where they would
go if they were to die now."

"Then let me jot down their names so that I may warn them and put them back on
the path to Heaven."

"Do you really believe that some of them would reform if you were to warn them?
Then and there your warning might impress them, but soon they will forget it,
saying, 'It was just a dream,' and they will do worse than before. Others,
realizing they have been unmasked, receive the sacraments, but this will be
neither spontaneous nor meritorious; others will go to confession because of a
momentary fear of Hell but will still be attached to sin."

"Then is there no way to save these unfortunate lads? Please, tell me what I can
do for them."

"They have superiors; let them obey them. They have rules; let them observe
them. They have the sacraments; let them receive them."

Just then a new group of boys came hurtling down and the portals momentarily
opened. "Let's go in," the guide said to me.

I pulled back in horror. I could not wait to rush back to the Oratory to warn
the boys lest others might be lost as well.

"Come," my guide insisted. "You'll learn much. But first tell me: Do you wish to
go alone or with me?" He asked this to make me realize that I was not brave
enough and therefore needed his friendly assistance.

"Alone inside that horrible place?" I replied. "How will I ever be able to find
my way out without your help?" Then a thought came to my mind and aroused my
courage. Before one is condemned to Hell, I said to myself, he must be judged.
And I haven't been judged yet!

"Let's go," I exclaimed resolutely. We entered that narrow, horrible corridor
and whizzed through it with lightning speed. Threatening inscriptions shone
eerily over all the inner gateways. The last one opened into a vast, grim
courtyard with a large, unbelievably forbidding entrance at the far end. Above
it stood this inscription:

"These shall go into everlasting punishment." (Matthew 25: 46) The walls all
about were similarly inscribed. I asked my guide if I could read them, and he
consented. These were the inscriptions:

"He will give fire, and worms into their flesh, and they may burn and may feel
forever." (Judith 16: 21)

"The pool of fire where both the beast and the false prophet shall be tormented
day and night forever and ever." (Apocalypse 20: 9-10)

"And the smoke of their torments shall ascend up forever and ever." (Apocalypse
14: 11)

"A land of misery and darkness, where the shadow of death, and no order, but
everlasting horror dwelleth." (Job 10: 22)

"There is no peace to the wicked." (Isaias 47: 22)

"There will be weeping and gnashing of teeth." (Matthew 8:12)

While I moved from one inscription to another, my guide, who had stood in the
center of the courtyard, came up to me.

"From here on," he said, "no one may have a helpful companion, a comforting
friend, a loving heart, a compassionate glance, or a benevolent word. All this
is gone forever. Do you just want to see or would you rather experience these
things yourself?"

"I only want to see!" I answered.

"Then come with me," my friend added, and, taking me in tow, he stepped through
that gate into a corridor at whose far end stood an observation platform, closed
by a huge, single crystal pane reaching from the pavement to the ceiling. As
soon as I crossed its threshold, I felt an indescribable terror and dared not
take another step. Ahead of me I could see something like an immense cave which
gradually disappeared into recesses sunk far into the bowels of the mountains.
They were all ablaze, but theirs was not an earthly fire with leaping tongues of
flames. The entire cave --walls, ceiling, floor, iron, stones, wood, and coal --
everything was a glowing white at temperatures of thousands of degrees. Yet the
fire did not incinerate, did not consume. I simply can't find words to describe
the cavern's horror. "The nourishment thereof is fire and much wood: the breath
of the Lord as a torrent of brimstone kindling it." (Isaias 30: 33)


Mother of Perpetual Light 11-22-07


Mother of Perpetual Light

The Words of these messages are being received in poetic verse allegedly from
the Blessed Mother under the title "The Mother of Perpetual Light". On a number
of occasions alleged messages were also received from the Eucharistic Jesus
starting with the words "I Am The Bread, I Am The Wine", also in poetic verse.

For many more messages and information go to www.jesusmaryjoseph.org Only
2007 and Special Needed messages are posted here. All messages are posted daily
at the web site.

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You may download the complete books from the web site See the archives for more
information

IN THANKSGIVING


AN EXPRESSION OF GRATITUDE WOULD NOT REALLY SHOWWHAT IS FELT IN MY HEART FOR TERRY AND MARY JO.THEY DID NOT EVEN HESITATE TO OPEN THEIR DOORTO THOSE WHO WERE HERE OR HAD NOT BEEN BEFORE.

THE HOSTS FOR THIS GATHERING GOD DID COMMEND

FOR THEY COULD HAVE BUT DID NOT TODAY'S GATHERING SUSPEND.

GOD WAS PLEASED , MY DEAR CHILDREN, WITH YOUR PARTICIPATION,

AND YOU WILL BE REWARDED FOR YOU DEDICATION.

IT IS NEVER EASY TO GATHER AND PRAY<BR>
ESPECIALLY IN THE EVENING BEFORE THANKSGIVING DAY.

THERE ARE MANY THINGS THAT YOU NEED TO PREPARE,

BUT THE REWARDS ARE MUCH GREATER WHEN YOU GATHER IN PRAYER.

I KNOW THERE WERE OBSTACLES THAT WERE PLACED IN YOUR WAY,

BUT IN SPITE OF ALL THEM YOU STILL CAME HERE TO PRAY.

THAT IS WHY AT THE TABLE WHERE THE BANQUET WILL BE,

THE NAMES OF EACH ONE WHO HERE GATHERED YOU'LL SEE.

THIS JOURNEY, DEAR CHILDREN, TODAY YOU FULFILLED

BECAUSE YOU DID NOT WHAT OTHERS BUT WHAT GOD OF YOU WILLED.

THE DAY IS APPROACHING WHEN

NEW EDEN WILL BE IN SIGHT,

WHERE I WILL BE TO GREET YOU AS

YOU WALK THRU THE LIGHT.

"THY WILL BE DONE"
11-22-2007