Wednesday 17 September 2014

Mother Teresa's List of Humility


"Because he hath regarded the humility of his handmaid: for behold from henceforth all generations shall call me blessed" (Luke 1:48).

            This is what I've discovered today! Mother Teresa's List of Humility!!!!!!!!! 
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“Humility is the mother of all virtues; purity, charity and obedience. It is in being humble that our love becomes real, devoted and ardent. If you are humble nothing will touch you, neither praise nor disgrace, because you know what you are. If you are blamed you will not be discouraged. If they call you a saint you will not put yourself on a pedestal.”― Mother Teresa, In the Heart of the World: Thoughts, Stories and Prayers

  1. Speak as little as possible about yourself.
  2.  Keep busy with your own affairs and not those of others.
  3.  Avoid curiosity 
  4. Do not interfere in the affairs of others.
  5.  Accept small irritations with good humor.
  6. Do not dwell on the faults of others.
  7.  Accept censures even if unmerited.
  8.  Give in to the will of others.
  9.  Accept insults and injuries.
  10. Accept contempt, being forgotten and disregarded.
  11. Be courteous and delicate even when provoked by someone.
  12.  Do not seek to be admired and loved.
  13. Do not protect yourself behind your own dignity.
  14.  Give in, in discussions, even when you are right.
  15.  Choose always the more difficult task.
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"Humility is necessary not only for the acquisition of virtues, but even for salvation. For the gate of Heaven, as Christ Himself testifies, is so narrow that it admits only little ones" (St. Bernard).

Monday 15 September 2014

Mother Dearest, Mother Fairest



“Ours is not the task of fixing the entire world at once, but of stretching out to mend the part of the world that is within our reach.”― Clarissa Pinkola Estés

O Mary, my Mother, help me bloom where I'm planted.

Friday 12 September 2014

An Emmaus Experience

                            
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Behold, for peace I had great bitterness: but thou hast in love to my soul delivered it from the pit of corruption: for thou hast cast all my sins behind thy back. Isaiah 38: 17
An Emmaus Experience
I never knew what was awaiting me,
Yet I trod that quite familiar pathway
Leading up to Emmaus!
With the bitter, gnawing pain
I trod, with an earnest longing.
Threescore furlongs or seven miles …,
That’s the distance from 
Jerusalem to Emmaus, 
Emmaus, the town of ‘Hot Springs’!!
That was where I needed to be broken,
Only to rise up again, with a burning heart!
The Third One who always walks beside me,
The hooded invisible Presence
Was very much present with me that day.
Maya Angelou’s words kept ringing ,
“You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise”
Those words of resilience
Quickened my very heart.
The usual smile of welcome,
And a few minutes of sacred silence,
Watching , waiting, and adoring
The visible Presence in the Blessed Sacrament,
Had rested my spirit.
Then  I heard a brother singing
A song of gratitude… for rejection, suffering,
And for the prompt Word in times of anguish!
Another prophetic voice from the left
Read from a bound Xeroxed copy
Of Louis Evely’s ‘Suffering’,
And in succinct words spoke of the mystical Love
Of our Heavenly Father in allowing Pain,
Of the Creator asking “pardon” to the creature!
Like Cleopas, I felt my inner eyes slowly opening
To the unfathomable Mystery of Christ.
Then when the group gathered for prayer,
I sat in silence, unable to open my mouth,
'Coz, 
for me,'spontaneous prayer' is now a long-forgotten art!
But a phrase from the Bible verse that was read,
Romans 13: 12, still burns within me
“Put on the armour of Light” .
That’s my Christ within me
Beckoning me,
To go back to Jerusalem……..
O Jerusalem!!!