In our lives, there are so many sources of noise and confusion. My motive for having this blog is to provide a source of quiet for your mind and more importantly, for your soul. I want every post to be wrapped in calm assurance in God's love.
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Renovate Reflections: Like a Peg: “I will fix him like a peg in a sure spot, to be a place of honor for his family.” This is what the Lord says to Shebna, master of the palac...
+ J.M.J. That's right, folks. The picture says it all. And a picture is worth a thousand words, so I'm done. Just kidding. No, but really, I've been procrastinating about writing this review because I really disliked it. Pretty much the only thing I enjoyed about it was spending time with my friends, which has nothing to do with the movie whatsoever. *Sigh* I digress, on purpose. Procrastination session is over. Now for what I didn't like. Any Christian/Catholic watching this movie would have plenty of opportunity to be offended if he or she was paying attention. There were a lot of jokes made at our expense as church-goers, and the center of operations occupied by the bad guy was in a church. Not exactly what I love to see (to put it mildly). There was even a joke about a "Catholic rabbit." Do I need to explain further? Usually I try to find at least one redeeming quality, and often I don't need to look that hard. Here, I really...
+ J.M.J. I'm finally getting to this topic, but I honestly have no idea where to begin. For most of my life, the Holy Spirit, for me, was an abstract Being Whom I had almost no personal relationship with. I knew that He was the third Person of the Blessed Trinity and came down upon me during the Sacrament of Confirmation, but I didn't pray to Him almost ever. I mean, in pictures, He looked like a Dove. A Bird of some kind. How was I supposed to pray to a Winged Creature without feeling foolish? That was my logic, I guess, as subconscious as it was. I didn't really grow up with the charismatic movement. So when I went to a Holy Spirit healing retreat a couple of months ago, I was not prepared at all for what was to come. I won't share a lot about that retreat on this blog. If you want to know, you can ask me personally. Suffice it to say that I got to know that the Holy Spirit was definitely very real. I believed in Him before the retreat, but I was ...
Don't get me wrong. I love to shop. But last week, I felt like I didn't like it. When I realized why, the answer surprised and saddened me, and inspired this post. Shopping is great. You get to buy things that you need and sometimes things that you want. You trade money for the items that you have in your cart/basket. Simple, right? Most of the time. Unless you analyze your feelings like I do. I have been taking a Mass Media course at college, and let me tell you, it is changing my perspective big time. This is one of the precious few classes I have taken that are shaping me into a different person while this process is something that I welcome and am incredibly grateful for. But what it is also doing is making me a little bit concerned, disgusted, and completely tired of the whole concept of what stores are about. I realize that stores are there to make money. That is the logical reason that they exist. They aren't there out of the goodness of their hearts to off...
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