SALVATION PLAN OF GOD (continued)

                                                      

     Then God thought of sending His only Son,

The Chosen one and the Beloved one.

Resplendent in glory, radiant like the Sun!!

Oh Generous Father, we admire thee,

We admire thee (2)

Oh Generous Father, we admire thee.

     God sought out a face over all of the earth,

And then prepared Mary for Virgin birth.

In due time in a stable to His Son she gave birth!!

Our dear Mother Mary, Oh how we love thee,

Oh how we  love thee(2)

Our dear Mother Mary, Oh how we love thee.

       In virtue and patience she taught him the way,

Teach them to be strong in their faith and show them the way.

Do the will of the Father, there’s no other way!!

Dear Son of the Father, we fall at thy feet,

We fall at thy feet (2)

Dear Son of the Father, we fall at thy feet.

       Healing and preaching he walked through the land,

Spreading the message with His chosen band.

Have a house built on rock, not a house built on sand!!

The Kingdom of God, is nearer to thee,

Is nearer to thee (2)

The Kingdom of God, is nearer to thee.

       To finish Him off was the plan the Jews made,

A cruel death, Oh! on the Cross was he laid!!

His last drop of blood for great sinners he gave

To save us from sin, what a prize did he pay.

What a prize did he pay (2)

To save us from sin what a prize did he pay.

       Bleeding profusely and writhing in pain,

His death on the Cross, Oh was it in vain!!

The great Paschal Lamb for us sinners was slain.

Sweet Heart of my Jesus, have pity on me,

Have pity on me (2)

Sweet Heart of my Jesus, have pity on me.

       With a heart set on fire and His arms open wide,

Jesus my Savior is here at my side.

To guide me and help me to sail through each tide!!

Jesus my Redeemer, I kneel before thee,

I kneel before thee (2)

Jesus my Redeemer, I kneel before thee.

July 12th

SAINTS LOUIS MARTIN AND ZELIE GUERIN

(Parents of St. Therese of the Child Jesus.)

From the letters of Zelie Martin ......

When I closed the eyes of my dear little children and buried them, I really felt the pain. It is a pain to which I have always been resigned. I do not regret the pains and the anxieties I have had to endure on their account. Many people have said to me : " It would have been better if you had never had them." I cannot tolerate these words. The pains and anxieties of this life cannot be compared to the eternal happiness of my children. After all they have not been lost forever, life is short and full of suffering, we shall find them in heaven.

(Zelie and Louis had 9 children of whom 4 died in infancy and 5 became Nuns.)

SALVATION PLAN OF GOD

(Part 1)

To share in his great love God created man.

Gave him the earth and fixed his life span.

How sin entered in and then destroyed God’s plan!!

Oh Merciful Father, how shall we reach thee,

How shall we reach thee (2)

Oh Merciful Father, how shall we reach thee.

       Now the hearts of all people were going astray,

Their doom was eternal, and no other way.

The whole of creation, not one who could stay!!

Oh save us dear Father, we call upon thee,

We call upon thee (2)

Oh save us dear Father, we call upon thee.

       Abraham, Isaac lived in the fear of the Lord,

And Moses was blessed to hear the voice of the Lord,

He cried out, “Obey the commands of the Lord.”

Oh Father of Jacob, how can we thank thee,

How can we thank thee (2)

Oh Father of Jacob, how can we thank thee.

        They cried out to God in their misery,

In His great mercy, he heard their plea.

He sent them great prophets to set them all free!!

Oh Wonderful Father, we bow before thee,

We bow before thee (2)

Oh Wonderful Father, we bow before thee.

MISSIONARIES INDEED!

“Go and preach” was the Saviour’s command

"The Good News to all mankind….”

‘twas a mission to the chosen band

That through thick and thin with Him would stand.

Do Carmelites seem oblivious of this

Living secure in their enclosed bliss?

Is their missionary zeal nearly a wish?

No, Never!  Let’s not take it amiss.

Their silence in order to listen, to Love,

In total attention to the message from above,

Inter-mingling their wills with His, they bow

To His commands – obedience they vow.

Displayed in the ‘desert’ is their charity

True loving in their concern for authenticity

Honest with self, with others, with God in piety

Preaching through practice the divine amiability.

Spiritual companionship, openness of heart

Burning love for the entire creation – a good start

The knowledge and love of the Saviour to impart

Imbued by the Spirit – the Architect of love’s art.

On the cross at Calvary,

Jesus died for you and me.

Bore the sins of humankind,

God’s great mercy thrills my mind.

Christ You hang, arms open wide

Mercy streams flow from Your side,

To cure the sick, give sight to blind,

Blot out the sins of all mankind.

Jesus Lord and Master of all,

You pick us up each time we fall.

No more shall we Your love offend

To us Your wounded hands extend.

Shield us in thy loving embrace,

And fill us with your heavenly grace.

For  us, the wounds You endured

By which all our wounds are cured.

On the heights of Calvary

In the depths of misery

By the cross Your Mother stood

Amidst hearts harder than wood.

“Father, forgive them, You prayed,

While You were by insults sprayed.

“They do not know what they do,”

Infinite Mercy, thanks to You.

Before Thy Face

As I gaze on your face divine

So full of sweet compassion

Your thorn crowned head bent in love

To speak words of pardon for my sin.

Your arms are stretched out to embrace

With treasures of love and confidence.

The sacred feet and hands are nailed

Which once went about doing good.

Healing the sick, blessing the children

Nailed to the cross and covered with Blood.

From the crown of your sacred head

To the sole of your feet gushing blood.

Jesus crucified our redemption

The ladder that leads us to heaven

The living memorial of your love

Abba father’s gift from above.

May we carry our cross lovingly

Follow in your footsteps steadfastly.

When we delight in our sins and vices

We take part in crucifying Jesus

But if we love Jesus with all our heart

And love every one with tender heart

On our death bed he will say words of love

Today you will be with me in paradise.

HAIL HOLY CORSS

                                                                                                           Sr. MARIA ASSUMPTA.

                                        

The master strolling along,

                Picked up a grain of wheat,

                        From the bag kept ready for sowing.

He looked at it, rubbed it clean, kissed it and pressed it to his heart.

The grain of wheat was thrilled, was overjoyed.

Close to the master’s heart it remained,

Like a precious pearl, a gem, a jewel now still more precious.

The grain of wheat began to dream dreams, lofty dreams.

It saw itself set in a precious pendent,

Lovely, beautiful shining bright Oh so very beautiful,

And in ecstatic exuberance it exclaimed

“I was born for You, I am Yours, What is your plan for me.”

Delighted in its glory it looked up at the sky –

A little twinkling star grew big and bright –

It looked down at the little grain of wheat  and said

“ Many a gem is born to bloom and blush

 and waste its sweetness in the night air”

The star twinkled a mischievous smile

            Left its mark and disappeared.

The little grain of wheat kept repeating

Many a flower is born to bloom and blush

 and waste its sweetness in the night air”

Till one fine day it stopped looking at the sky

You stupid, that’s not meant for you,

You are not a flower  you are a grain of wheat”

The little grain of wheat went back to its musing.

The master took the little grain of wheat looked at it and kissed it,

Then he went out into the garden,

Dug a little hole and dropped the little grain of wheat.

The little grain cried out Oh Master what have you done to me?

It hurts  Oh Oh Oh my master My body is paining.

My master I love you and I know you love me too ,

I am yours , I was born for you Do with me as you wish.

The grain of wheat looked around. All the same it could not help feeling the pain.

And oh! It was smelly, dirty and dark. Oh master it cried out.

My master where are you? And the little grain of wheat wept.

It wept and wept and wept till it fell asleep

It woke up to a splitting pain on its side,

And looked at itself and saw a lovely shoot sprouting up,

As  beautiful as the wings of an angel, Oh so very delicate and beautiful.

And down below fine lovely roots  My! how very lovely, dainty how delicate.

Oh what beauty, I never knew these were in me Yes I had to die to know,

To know that unless a grain of wheat falls to the ground,

It remains but a grain of wheat, but if it dies it will yield a rich harvest.

Content now; the dried up skin of the grain of wheat dreamed once more,

A field of Wheat stocks dancing in the wind, is winnowed and crushed.

Into flour and baked to make Hosts  --  Hosts ---  the Body of Christ

And it said to itself Now I know why I was born----

Yes I was born to become the Body of Christ 

          

                                                          Sr. Mary Paul ocd

                                                             Hassan Carmel.