*~Spiritual TidBits 2~*

~8~ Holy Confirming(s)

~I was at a Prayer Meeting in our parish and in the middle of our circles of chairs was a table with an open Bible on it. From the time I arrived in the room the Bible had been placed there, open and there were pages that were standing up by themselves. I went to press those pages down with the rest of the openend pages, and went back to my seat. After some time passed, the pages that were straight up before did just that, went up again. Someone else went to press the pages down. Again, the same thing happened, and another person went to press the pages. We all laughed at the way those pages were just sticking up as straight as can be. Then it happened again, no one got up that time, but we were getting the hint that this must be something one of us had to read, or something. So I got up and said; "well if this is for me I'll let you know" and I read the passage silently. The tears started to come out and I had a hard time finishing the rest because of the tears were flowing by the middle of that passage. When I had finished reading I went to my seat in complete awe as to what I had just read, and I shared those feelings. No one had received an urge to go read the open page, and some share it did not even came to their minds to go read, and some didn't even noticed the pages that were up in the Bible. So, a member went and read the passage out loud to the whole group.

~The reason for this little note on paper:~

The Bible was opened to the Book of Songs of Songs, chapter 4: verses 12 to the end of that chapter, (also known as the Book of "Songs of Solomon"). When I was reading the words I was seeing PAPA DIEU telling me that He is pleased with the works (sharing my faith with little ones at CCD, -religion classes-) I was doing, sharing my faith was bearing fruits, that I was adding "spice" to my lesson plans, that my love for HIM was flowing to the little ones, that the Spirit was Breathing in my soul as to feed me with choice words and actions for the little ones I had throughout the years. I shared my faith for 20 plus years!~

PS ~I would like to add here; "if there is anyone who does not know how to go about reading from the Bible as to the Book, Chapter and Verses, I would really love to help you in learning how to. If there is anyone who would like help with this, please say so in one of my Guestbooks, or use the E-mail address links I've added to my site. I would be a thrill to help someone again. I had to learn the how tos also, you know. So, be brave enough to ask, and if someone does ask I will put up a page on how to go about it. I really hope I can help someone out there!~

read of life, in John 6: 48-51.

In verse 48 Jesus said: “I am the bread of life ” and in John 12; 24 Jesus told us that “unless a grain of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains just a grain of wheat; but if it dies, it produces much fruit.” Also, Psalm 147: "...finest wheat..." Here is what I wrote on another piece of paper as was written then about wheat;

“Was making a pie with Kamut flour and the flour is very grainy and the curst kept separating when trying to flatten it out. “The thought”; Jesus used wheat in his speeches because wheat flour is very, the, most “sticking like”, “elasticity” flour on earth.

The Host is made of wheat. The Host will NOT separate itself in us humans who receive it. It is held together by Jesus and the Father and the Holy Spirit, not grainy that those who receive it will no have partials of Jesus but the whole Jesus firm and intact (ed), not like the other flour that separates ~~and not firm~~ easily and not firm, does not hold itself.

If we take Jesus in the Host, we will fully be held together by HIS SELF. That’s why Jesus chose wheat as he explained his parables and instructions. All the other flours are non Gluten. Jesus is “Gluten” so to speak, He will not separate from us. Receiving Him, we receive the fullness of Jesus. HIM”

I am allergic to wheat and I was really sick then and I was trying to help myself get better. I had never heard of other flours other than wheat, oat and buckwheat. When I found out about the wheat allergic reactions I was having I started to look for other flours. I found out about many other brands of flours when I went shopping at a Health and Organic food store. I purchased a pound of each of the flour that this particular store had for sale. I started to make my usual recipes but did not use the wheat flour. Oh my goodness, how fast I learned that only the wheat and the oat flour are best for baking, all the other flours are much too grainy.

That’s where the word “Gluten” came in my vocabulary, gluten means whatever you make sticks together, and while trying to make sense of all those other flour’s not gluten-“ning” themselves, to the thought of the wheat and Jesus never separating Himself from us in the Eucharist. One could say that Jesus is “Gluten”!

We were at Ste-Anne de Beaupré for the Feast Day that is July 26, and there
were tons of flowers arrangements adorning the inside of the Basilica, brought
by the faithful who comes from all over the world and bring flowers in the
Basilica for that Feast Day.

I was praying and admiring some of those flower arrangements, which were

in the front of the Sanctuary. There were many arrangements that had

Baby’s Breath flowers in them, making the arrangement more beautiful, of

course. And this thought came in mind; We are like Baby’s Breath

ourselves, in the eyes of Our Father, and our breath should be like a “baby

talk (breath)”. We must be beautiful to His eyes when we are in the

“arrangement” of there presence of HIS SON’S buildings, or wherever Mass

in celebrated, spread out all over the world. We do make the faith more

beautiful when we adorn our parish churches by our presence.

Our whole Catholic Church is more beautiful when we see thousands upon

thousands of people gathered together to celebrate at Mass. Think of what

Our Father/ PAPA DIEU sees when we do show our presences!

It was in summer of 1985 and we were going to our son’s Boot Camp Graduation in Great Lakes, Illinois with our brand new Fifth Wheel camper, that we only drove no farther than 500 miles, and that trip was close, if not more than one thousand miles away, in the “busy cities” area. Oh was I concern about the traffic with a Fifth Wheel.

I was getting so anxious that sometimes I would just tell myself, “let’s not go”, but the love of my child, my first one leaving the home, was too pulling too much at my heart. Then one day while doing my prayers, I guess it was the First Reading, and on a Sunday, at that, unless I just opened the Bible and read at random, which I very seldom do, but the Reading was: Romans 8:12-18. I will write exactly as I wrote on a piece of paper that day; “as I was reading Romans 8:12-18. I realized that, because I’m scared of our trip to Great Lakes, of accidents, I am not depending on God the evil one is in charge of me. The Spirit is not at Work because I let the evil one run my thoughts, I’m scared, this might happen & that so I’m worried I sin because I do not trust God in his might works for me.”

Romans 8:12-18 is, for those who do not have a Bible;

Consequently, brothers, we are not debtors of the flesh, to live according to the flesh. For if you live according to the flesh, you will die, but if by the spirit you put to death the deeds of the body, you will live. For those who are led by the Spirit of God are children of God. For you did not receive a spirit of slavery to fall back into fear, but you received a spirit of adoption, through which we witness with our spirit that we are children of God, and if children, then heirs, heirs of God and joint heirs with Christ, if only we suffer with him so that we may also be glorified with him. I consider that the sufferings of this present time are nothing compared with the glory to be revealed for us.

The Spirit was at work indeed for after having read that, I stopped myself from being scarred out of my wits every times those feelings were surfacing. I have to enter here that when we passed through the city of Chicago’s highway with so many lanes that the traffic was coming into the highway from the left and right side, if my memory serves me right at one point there were 8 lanes on a certain area on that highway. What was more horrible is that the traffic was going 75mpr all the way, and some drivers would pass from three lanes without slowing down to see if a vehicle was next to their vehicle, that happened with an 18 wheeler driver too, and all we saw were break lights flashing so they would not get hit by those horrible drivers. No, we could not slow down, but, I was still yelling it to my husband, poor him, he was as scared as I was, but he held on good and we made it through with no scratch. I call that a miracle, I really do, my husband may not say the word miracle, but he may have thought about it though. What a horrible place to drive through, never having driven in such crazy areas before, and hauling a brand new camper for that matter.

The worst area we had passed through before with a camper was in the Hartford, Connecticut highway area. I told my husband after we were almost alone on the highway after having passed Chicago; “and I thought passing through Hartford was terrible, that was a peanut compared to what we just passed through back there”. He agreed wholeheartedly. Let me tell you that I was very thankful for our safely passing through hell with no harm, and for all the prayers of submission I had prayed before and during that horrible area. Thank You again PAPA DIEU!

My son was assigned as an Electronic Design Engineer on the USS Independence Aircraft Carrier (CV 62) after boot camp and studies. His father and I actually went on the Independence for a Special Occasion that was arranged for parents by the Navy to go on the ship and actually went for a ride on the waters while we were all on board. It was quite a emotional and moving experience for me, and for all parents for that matter. I never saw the United States Military Service the same way after those experiences our son had brought us in to, and that ride we were given on that ship with the Naval personnel giving us a “military in action show” was quite awesome sights to experience.

One day we were driving somewhere and there were lots of CLOUDS in the sky, and reflecting on them this came up.The CLOUDS are like sins that I knowingly commit and are hovering above my soul restricting the GLORY of PAPA DIEU to shine in my whole body. Some of my sins/clouds are full of “air” just passing by so as to not wanting HIM to shine through my life.

Some sins/clouds are full of “water” staying still; it seems, for days on end, tears washing out the dirtiness of who I am, of the times I have created the dirt. HIS GLORY is not seen through all that water.

Some sins/clouds are dark grey/black and carry storms; the times I am so much in turmoil about my existence that I don’t know where I am going, what I am doing or what I am saying. The heaviness of my sins just makes my soul unable to be reached via HIS LIGHT shinning through.

Some sins/clouds carry hurricanes and tornadoes… Those are the times I refuse to let HIS LIGHT shine at all in my life.

Those times I do want to control all that has to do about my life, my spiritual life included. And what does happen when tornadoes and hurricanes passed by? They destroy everything that they touch, and all the things that are close to where they actually touch on. That is when I absolutely do not want HIS LIGHT to even exist. I want to make it on my own, and,

I DESTROYED EVERYTING IN SIGHT! And yet, HE WAS THERE ALL THE TIME, shinning in HIS GLORY, just like the sun in its designated place!

One could imagine our soul like that ship in the picture above, the rest of the picture can describe fairly well what I am trying to share here.