Sunday, March 20, 2016

The Passion of Christ


O great Passion!
O profound wounds!
O immeasurable sorrow!
O most copious shedding of blood!
O most abundant outpouring of tears!
O surpassing sweetness!
O death suffered in every bitterness!
Give me eternal life.




http://vultuschristi.org/index.php/2016/03/o-passio-magna-2/


Details of the crucifixion of Jesus


Sunday, February 28, 2016

"Till it happens to you"--lady gaga song for sexual assault victims


The song nominated for an Academy Award called
till it happens to you 
I think is a pretty good description of the situation. After working with sexual assault victims for over 10 years I can say that this song will be a great balm for many of them...






From 

http://youtu.be/ZmWBrN7QV6Y

  This movie:


The woman who accused Florida State quarterback Jameis Winston of sexually assaulting her has gone public with the release of a new documentary.
The movie, titled The Hunting Ground, made its debut at the Sundance Film Festival on Friday. TheLos Angeles Times describes the film as a "devastating indictment of the plague of rapes on campuses."

Read More about the crime Here:


Tuesday, February 9, 2016

The Adorable Face of Jesus

Today is a "Feast Day" in the Roman Catholic Church, the feast of the Holy Face of Jesus.


Jesus, from Veronica's Cloth


 More pictures of Jesus Christ  click HERE and  also HERE

The face of Jesus Christ


Painting of Jesus Christ

Story of the child prodigy
who painted this painting of Jesus click HERE



Jesus Crucified


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Here is the Litany of the Holy Face of Jesus

Lord, have mercy on us. 
Jesus Christ, have mercy on us. 
Lord, have mercy on us. , 
Jesus Christ have mercy on us. 
Holy Virgin Mary, 
pray for us. 

O Jesus, Whose adorable Face Mary and Joseph worshipped with profoundest reverence, 
have mercy on us. 
O Jesus, Whose adorable Face is the masterpiece of the Holy Ghost, in which the Father was well pleased, 
have mercy on us. 
O Jesus, Whose adorable Face ravished with joy the angels,
shepherds and Magi in the stable of 
Bethlehem, 
have mercy on us .

O Jesus, Whose adorable Face wounded with a dart of love the aged Simeon and the Prophetess Anna in 
the temple, 
O Jesus, Whose adorable Face was bathed in tears in Thy Holy Infancy, 
O Jesus, Whose adorable Face at the age of twelve astonished the doctors in the temple, 
O Jesus, Whose adorable Face is white with purity and ruddy with charity, 
O Jesus, Whose adorable Face is more beautiful than the sun, brighter than the moon and more brilliant 
than the stars, 
O Jesus, Whose adorable Face is lovelier than the roses of spring, 
O Jesus, Whose adorable Face is more precious than gold, silver and gems, 
O Jesus, Whose adorable Face wins all hearts by Its charms and grace, 
O Jesus, Whose adorable Face is most noble in Its heavenly features, 
O Jesus, Whose adorable Face is contemplated by the angels, 
O Jesus, Whose adorable Face is the sweet delight of the saints, 
O Jesus, Whose adorable Face was the joy of Thy Virgin Mother and thy foster-father, 
have mercy on us.

O Jesus, Whose adorable Face is the ineffable mirror of the Divine perfections, 
have mercy on us.

O Jesus, the beauty of Whose adorable Face is ever ancient 
and ever new, 
O Jesus, the modesty and mildness of Whose adorable Face attracteth both just and sinners, 
O Jesus, Whose adorable Face appeaseth the Divine wrath, 
O Jesus, Whose adorable Face is the terror of the evil spirits, 
O Jesus, Whose adorable Face is the treasure of grace and blessings, 
O Jesus, Whose adorable Face was exposed to the inclemency of the weather in the wilderness, 
O Jesus, Whose adorable Face was bathed with sweat in Thy journeys and scorched with the heat of the sun, 
O Jesus, the expression of Whose adorable Face is wholly Divine, 
O Jesus, Whose adorable Face gave a holy kiss and blessing to the little children, 
O Jesus, Whose adorable Face sorrowed and wept at the grave of Lazarus, 
O Jesus, Whose adorable Face was brilliant as the sun and radiant with glory on Mount Tabor, 

V. The light of Thy Face has been shed upon us, O Lord. 
R. Thou hast given joy to our hearts. 


O Adorable Face, worthy of all reverence, veneration and worship, 
have mercy on us.

O Adorable Face, sorrowful at the sight of Jerusalem and shedding tears over that ungrateful city, 
have mercy on us.

O Adorable Face, bowed to the earth in the Garden of Olives, and covered with confusion for our sins, &c. 
O Adorable Face, bathed in a bloody sweat, Adorable Face, kissed by the traitor Judas, 
O Adorable Face, Whose sanctity and majesty smote the soldiers with fear and cast them to the ground, 
O Adorable Face, struck by an infamous servant, blindfolded and profaned by the sacrilegious hands 
of Thine enemies, 
have mercy on us.

O Adorable Face, defiled with spittle and bruised by so many buffets and blows, 
O Adorable Face, Whose divine look wounded the heart of Peter with repentance, sorrow and love, 
O Adorable Face, humbled for us at the tribunals of Jerusalem, 
O Adorable Face, which didst preserve Thy serenity when Pilate pronounced the fatal sentence, 
O Adorable Face, covered with sweat and blood and forced into the mire under the weight of the Cross, 
O Adorable Face, the brow crowned with deep and piercing thorns, 
O Adorable Face, wiped with a veil by a pious woman on the way to Calvary, 
O Adorable Face, raised on the instrument of the most shameful punishment, 
O Adorable Face, Whose eyes shed of tears of blood, 
O Adorable Face, Whose mouth was tormented with vinegar and gall, 

O Adorable Face, Whose hair and beard were plucked out by the executioners, 
O Adorable Face, disfigured like the face of a leper, 
O Adorable Face, Whose incomparable beauty was obscured under the fearful cloud of the sins of the 
world, 
O Adorable Face, covered with the sad shades of death, 
O Adorable Face, washed and anointed by Mary and the holy women, and covered with a shroud, 
O Adorable Face, enclosed in the sepulchre, 
O Adorable Face, all resplendent with glory and beauty on the day of Thy resurrection, 
O Adorable Face, all dazzling with light at the moment of Thine ascension, 
O Adorable Face, hidden in the Most Blessed Sacrament of the Altar, 
O Adorable Face, which will appear at the End of Time in the clouds, with great power and majesty, 
O Adorable Face, which will cause sinners to tremble with terror, 
O Adorable Face, which will fill the just with joy for all eternity, 
have mercy on us. 


V. O Lord, show us Thy Face, 
R. And we shall be saved. 

Lamb of God, Who takest away the sins of the world, 
Spare us, O Lord. 
Lamb of God, Who takest away the sins of the world, 
Graciously hear us, O Lord. 
Lamb of God, Who takest away the sins of the world, 
Have mercy on us, O Lord. 

Let us pray. 

I salute Thee, I adore Thee, I love Thee, O Adorable Face of Jesus my beloved, noble seal of the Divinity! With all the powers of my soul I apply myself to Thee, and most humbly pray Thee to imprint in me all the features of Thy divine countenance. 


R. Amen. 


We beseech Thee, O Almighty and merciful God, grant to us and to all who venerate the countenance of Thy dearly beloved Son, all disfigured by our sins, the grace to behold It throughout eternity in the glory of Its majesty, through the same Jesus Christ Our Lord, Who is, with Thee and the Holy Spirit, ever one God, world without end. R. Amen. 


O my Jesus, cast upon us a look of mercy! Turn Thy Face toward each of us as Thou didst to Veronica, not that we may see It with our bodily eyes, for this we do not deserve, but turn It toward our hearts, so that remembering Thee, we may ever draw from this fountain of strength the vigour necessary to sustain all combats of life.

R. Amen.



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The Mercy of God  (HERE and HERE)





From Christ the King Church in Topeka, Ks







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Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Warsam Shire poem, Home


Home  a poem
by Warsan Shire

no one leaves home unless
home is the mouth of a shark
you only run for the border
when you see the whole city running as well
your neighbors running faster than you
breath bloody in their throats
the boy you went to school with
who kissed you dizzy behind the old tin factory
is holding a gun bigger than his body
you only leave home
when home won’t let you stay.



no one leaves home unless home chases you
fire under feet
hot blood in your belly
it’s not something you ever thought of doing
until the blade burnt threats into
your neck
and even then you carried the anthem under
your breath
only tearing up your passport in an airport toilets
sobbing as each mouthful of paper
made it clear that you wouldn’t be going back.

you have to understand,
that no one puts their children in a boat
unless the water is safer than the land
no one burns their palms
under trains
beneath carriages
no one spends days and nights in the stomach of a truck
feeding on newspaper unless the miles travelled
means something more than journey.
no one crawls under fences
no one wants to be beaten
pitied

no one chooses refugee camps
or strip searches where your
body is left aching
or prison,
because prison is safer
than a city of fire
and one prison guard
in the night
is better than a truckload
of men who look like your father
no one could take it
no one could stomach it
no one skin would be tough enough

the
go home blacks
refugees
dirty immigrants
asylum seekers
sucking our country dry
niggers with their hands out
they smell strange
savage
messed up their country and now they want
to mess ours up
how do the words
the dirty looks
roll off your backs
maybe because the blow is softer
than a limb torn off

or the words are more tender
than fourteen men between
your legs
or the insults are easier
to swallow
than rubble
than bone
than your child body
in pieces.
i want to go home,
but home is the mouth of a shark
home is the barrel of the gun
and no one would leave home
unless home chased you to the shore
unless home told you
to quicken your legs
leave your clothes behind
crawl through the desert
wade through the oceans
drown
save
be hunger
beg
forget pride
your survival is more important

no one leaves home until home is a sweaty voice in your ear
saying-
leave,
run away from me now
i dont know what i’ve become
but i know that anywhere

is safer than here

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there is a great sadness
much has been written on this blog about (every place but also specifically about Africa;) the Congo, and Somalia, and 
the 
unutterable strange violence
committed against women
by 
men
their own men
their own home.
If you can bear it, read here:
for example,

congo

somalia



africa...Sudan...






It is to me a thing most curious, that within our species,
among our own families, 
power, strength, should be used to hurt..
Relational violence is mind-bending,
as this Power to Hurt and Control others is used to temporarily take the edge off of feelings of inferiority.
What a loss; 

how sad for us, that our culture has so many who will hurt those not only of their own species, but their very mates, their children.

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