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- on the inner noise we encounter during silence - “We all have patterns in our inner noise. As we discover them, we do not judge them, for these patterns are neither good nor bad; they simply are. When we recognize and become familiar with them, we can greet them, let them go, and gently sink beneath them to the silence that awaits—the compassionate silence of God.” - Jane Vennard, Embracing the
World (Total self-acceptance . . . let yourself be drawn to God’s inner embrace.) |
Dn 9:4b-10; Ps 79:8, 9, 11 and 13
Lk 6:36-38 Jesus said to his disciples: "Be merciful, just as your Father is merciful. "Stop judging and you will not be judged. Stop condemning and you will not be condemned. Forgive and you will be forgiven. Give and gifts will be given to you; a good measure, packed together, shaken down, and overflowing, will be poured into your lap. For the measure with which you measure will in return be measured out to
you."
Praying the Daily Gospels: A Guide to Meditation, by Philip St. Romain, 2018 (3rd ed.) Luke 6: 36-38: Do not judge Today’s reading is one of the most sobering in Scripture. Jesus proposes that we evaluate our lives using the same criteria we use to evaluate others. How do we fare? • Old sayings have it that “What goes around comes around” and “You will get out of life no more nor less than you put into it.” Are these true in your
experience? • Why are Christians called to be compassionate? • Pray for the grace to see others as God sees them.
Treatise on the Love of God, by St. Francis de Sales (1567-1622) ____________ BOOK III: OF THE PROGRESS AND PERFECTION OF LOVE Chapter 8: Of the incomparable love which the mother of Christ, our Blessed Lady, had. But as to the Blessed Virgin,--O God, with what devotion must she have loved her virginal body! Not only because it was a sweet, humble, pure body, obedient to divine love, and wholly embalmed with a thousand sweetnesses, but also because it was the living source of Our Saviour's, and belonged so strictly to him, by an incomparable appurtenance. For which cause when she placed her angelic body in the repose of sleep:
Repose then now, would she say, O Tabernacle of Alliance, Ark of Sanctity, Throne of the Divinity, ease thyself a little of thy weariness, and repair thy forces, by this sweet tranquillity.
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