Showing posts with label Power of Prayer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Power of Prayer. Show all posts

Sunday, September 27, 2020

Positve Action Unites a Nation ....

Positve action unites a nation, if only for a few hours ... It's a much needed start! I have to say witnessing the power of positive action in the "2020 Prayer March" on our nation's capitol this past weekend was truly transformative!  This march was the antithesis to the destruction, violence, intmidation and looting presently being unleashed upon our major city streets every night across the nation.  These people, our fellow citizens from every walk of life, race, creed and color came together in prayer for a day in order to lift up our nation during a time of great division.  The presence of these 50,000+ people, from all corners of our nation shone brightly like beacon of Hope and Unity, in a time of great trial and darkness for our nation as we struggle with the chilling effects of the China-pandemic - -with respect to health concerns, social isolation/depression/rioiting and widespread economic loss and financial hardships. 

What amazed me the most was when Rev. Franklin Graham called for everyone in the crowd --and at home-- to take a moment to pray out loud for our nation and its leaders during this time of trial.  And everyone in that enormous crowd did just that. Each one prayed in her own way, with her own unique words, combining together to create an uplifted and unified voice of much needed HOPE.  This really struck a chord for me, that despite our differences in religious faiths and spiritual beliefs, we can still unite our voices in prayer to accomplish great things!  That is so truly powerful and something that can be so easily overlooked in our modern world, where everyone seems to be obsessed with labeling everyone according to pre-ordained identy groups, thereby 'safely' pigeon-holing everyone.  The necessary outcome of this identity grouping and pigeon-holing is inevitable judgment and subsequently division and that is most assuredly a lose-lose scenario for our nation.

So many of the prayers offered up during this powerful prayer march of ACTION were beyond inspiring, but the closing words of Vice President, Mike Pence spoke the loudest to me.  The Vice President concluded his own prayer with these final words "... And when you pray, pray with confidence."  Prayer has always been such a huge part of my life, as I have from a very young age prayed with earnest and devotion for the sick and dying.  But I have to admit, with my own father's recent passing, I had begun to lose my confidence in prayer.  In part because my father was so healthy for the majority of life and because he had decided to fight his cancer ... because he was doing so well post-chemo and radiation, even post surgery.  Then suddenly out of nowhere, he took an immediate turn for the worse and suddenly, he was just gone.  These words from the Vice President, to me, were a much needed and timely reminder not to lose my own faith in the amazing power of prayer, and moreover, that I should once agian begin praying with confidence.



You can watch a video of this unifying event here:  2020 Prayer March, with Franklin Graham


Friday, October 19, 2012

We are none of us promised a tomorrow ....









The following is a letter I wrote to a friend this evening.   He has been having visions of his wife dying and –understandably—these visions are truly troubling for him. His wife was diagnosed and treated for both breast and ovarian cancer not long ago. She is, no doubt, in the battle of her life. But my friend's wife has such an amazing, resilient and loving spirit and she has so many people storming heaven with prayers for her. My friend, I think, is having a hard time not just dealing with the very real possibility of losing his wife, but he is also dealing with feelings of recent loss for other loved ones in his life.

I share these words with you, because I sense that they will perhaps speak to many people … Oddly enough, when I read back over these words written to my friend, I realize that that these words also speak to me and issues I have been dealing with in my own personal life on a different level. God sure does work in mysterious wonderful ways, does he not???




“Dear YYYYYYY,


Good for you on treating Beth so well. As for your vision ... These things, the 'gift of sight’ that you have, can be dual-edged sword. You have to be willing to acknowledge the influence of your own personal fears onto the projection of what you 'see', and in doing so you have to be willing to admit that what you are most likely sensing is your own personal reaction to a very possible outcome in your foreseeable future. On some level, your subconscious mind must think that you need to begin dealing with the possibility of XXXXX’s death on some level. You have to begin processing your fear of this possibility not because this will happen, but more likely because you deeply fear that it could happen and sub-consciously you don't think --given all of the other losses of loved ones in your life of late-- that you will be able to handle her death if and when it comes to pass.


If you start swallowing and digesting the eventual acceptance of the possibility of XXXXX’s death now, then you won't completely lose it if it does ever happen. The above being said, XXXXX needs you to be her rock right now! You are her anchor and you have got to push her to be strong and to fight to keep her hope, to keep going and to heal. I truly believe that a good 80 - 90% of healing takes place in the mind and the heart. Our spirits have to literally will our physical bodies to return to a state of balance and equilibrium. Without the will to live, our bodies will not heal and eventually they will begin to crumble. So YYYYYY, from this moment forward: I would suggest focusing on the HERE and NOW. Focus on XXXXX healing and finding her own inner peace. Make the most of every single minute you have together, because we are none of us promised a tomorrow. The one truth we all share is Death and eventually it will come for us all. The key, I think, is to be ready to meet Death when he comes for us --or those that we love-- by living a life worth living TODAY.  This means that we willfully choose to put our love, time and efforts where they will count the most and do the most good.


As I read over what I have written above, it occurs to me that maybe these were words that I needed to hear, for myself, as well. Anyhow, remember to keep your Faith and Hope. Let God’s eternal LOVE shore you up and don’t forget to PRAY!!   For, I truly believe in the power of prayer … Offer up what you can't handle to God . Just lay it at His feet and let Him carry it for you: AND HE WILL!


I will keep you and XXXX in my ongoing thoughts and prayers, YYYYYY. Hang in there, my dear friend!



Love,
Isabelle”

Sunday, August 05, 2012

A toast: Here's to 60,000 page views!




I love it!  I noticed earlier today that I was fast approaching 60,000 page views ... Thought to myself at the time, wouldn't it be cool to log in and be the exact 60,000th page view and here I am.  Logged in at 12:42 p.m. my time (after popping a peach pie into the oven .... craving peach pie for some strange reason tonight?) and the count was exactly 60,000 page views ... Not one more or less, but 60,000 page views on the chilli.  Pretty cool to me, but then it's the little things for me.  We live in an amazing universe --multi-verse-- and what we see and think we know is merely the tip of an enormous and infinitely expanding "iceberg"... Finally surrendering to this idea has opended my mind to a whole new way of thinking about this journey that I am on and brought so many incredible experiences my way.  What a ride ...




(Some really cool iceberg photos here.  Check them out.)





Enjoy the ride!  Peace & Love ♥   ~M





P.S.  This night (early morning) was also another reason for celebration.  A dear friend of mine was rushed to the ER with a life-threatening illness.  Her mother and family were worried she might not make it through the night.  I spent the night off&on in prayer for her ... sometimes in tears --probably feeling connected to the energy of her family surrounding her.  I received word in the early morning hours that this friend, Grace, had opened her eyes and smiled briefly at her mother, and I just knew at that moment that all would be well.  Grace is, thankfully, doing much better today.  She is stronger and she should make a full recovery her doctors say:  Praise God!  Miracles happen every day ... Sometimes, maybe, you just have to have a little faith and embrace a willingness to BELIEVE in something bigger than ourselves. 

3/31/2017 I'm at over 250,000 visits now and I took a year off.  My how time flies!?!

9/2017 Just now seeing comment from  Shaikh Reza.  For some reason I cannot post any reply to this comment? So I am putting my reply here, in the main post.  Reply:  A Great Quote, Shaikh Reza. Thank you for sharing!  

Friday, July 20, 2012

Another Unnecessary Act of Violence?








My thoughts and prayers are with the people of Aurora, Colorado, right now. When I am in writing mode, I don’t focus so much on news.   Heard about this tragic shooting just after lunch today.   Such a senseless tragedy ... I can’t yet even begin to wrap my mind around this act of violence?  So for now, I will just pray for those who have been injured --whether physically and/or emotionally: that they will heal quickly-- for those who have lost their lives and those that they leave behind.   May God Bless one and all ….


~M




6/23/12   Some thoughts upon reflection in the aftermath of this heartfelt tragedy ...This poem is dedicated to the victims of the Aurora Colorado Movie Theater shooting with much Love and many ongoing prayers.





“The Seeds of Hope”





Today, the landscape finds itself
Little more than tattered fields
Of endless, hopeless grey.
For the story has told itself.
There seems little more to say?


So silent prayers attempt to
Fill a wanting void,
In earnest effort to keep
The pain and heartache of
An unfathomable tragedy at bay.


Society’s ultimate betrayal
Unleashed upon the early hours
Of a most unfortunate night.
A moment, now forever frozen
In chasm of unrelenting Time.


Cruelest, senseless crime.
Violent chaos void of all
Reason or meaningful rhyme.
Loss of innocence. Loss of life.
The highest of prices
Was this day paid.


Yet seeds of Hope are
Somehow born
Into the air of tomorrow.
In the wake of heartfelt tragedy
Have these been laid.


And in due time these
Shall blossom a healing,
Heralding an understanding
That will grow to replace
Our current sorrow.


Gathering a newfound
Awareness of thankfulness
For each our blessings in
This life in the  moment
Unfolding right at hand.


Poppied fields of red,
Fields of Hope,
Now stand instead
To paint a memory of
What is today seeming lost
And left unsaid,
But tomorrow, with Love,
Shall never be forgotten.




@Isabelle Black Smith, July 23, 2012.





I have been pondering the resilience of the human spirit today.  It amazes me how we humans can bear what we would have once thought was the unthinkable ... the unfathomable ... and emerge from this bearing metamorphosis stronger, perhaps wiser, but still with an undying belief in some greater good, a reason for our being and a higher purpose for this journey we are on.

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Spiritual Intellect: the seemingly superfluous and downright absurd

I think I’ve reached some level of higher spiritual evolution when I can hear someone say something caustic and degrading toward a certain ‘demographic’ – who are actually a group of real people, with hearts, minds and feelings-- in a covert effort to elevate themselves in the eyes of others (on some level) and not be offended by their words. To not be offended by the latter, to not feel compelled to strike back in anger, or at the very least to offer a stern rebuke for said individual’s thoughtlessness, would by many people’s standards take a great restraint, right?  But instead, these days, I find myself feeling sorry for said individual on some level. Instead of anger or a self-righteous need to correct their transgression, I feel an almost maternal regret for their small spiritual intellect and I find myself praying for their continued (and future) enlightenment on this journey we call 'Life'.

Maybe, I’ve just finally come to accept that I can’t change the world around me for better or worse --single-handedly-- but I can be part of a collective voice that speaks for a greater good. I can also pray for the change that I would hope to see in the world and be an example, myself, for this change and if someone earnestly asks for my opinion in an effort to embrace understanding and new ways of thinking, I can attempt to convey the wisdom and insight that I have gained thus far --spiritually speaking. And I don't have all the answers; if I did:  I wouldn't still be here searching myself.  The latter being said, however, some of us are understandably further along on our journey of spiritual enlightenment than others. As such, we are called to help others learn, grow and evolve in a spiritual sense.  The learning and growing is the real point of this journey we call 'Life'. 

To me the foremost sign of an enlightened individual is a willingness to take the back seat in a room, to not always have to be ‘seen’ and more importantly a willingness to listen and not always –not saying never … there will be times when an enlightened individual is called to lead-- need to be heard. Anything else, on a spiritual level, is seemingly superfluous and perhaps downright absurd?


Saturday, February 18, 2012

I found a piece of home ...

This image came up as a search tag for my blog?  Such a beautiful painting, is it not?  Wonderful illuminating vision by the artist, Elizabeth Osborne.  She surely transports me right into the middle of this field of glorious poppies.  I love poppies.  They are so wild and free.  One of my favorite flowers.  I have many wonderful memories of running through fields of these beauties ... barefoot of course ... chasing after ladybugs and butterflies.  This was during my days in northern California at about 9-11 years of age.








I saw this painting and instantly felt such an overwhelming sense of peace.  This scene was a piece of home for me, a piece of me ... my own personal religion.  Think, this Spring I will have to drive down to California, kick off my shoes and go running through a field of poppies once again.  Been awhile since I went chasing after butterflies.  This will definitely be a photo capture for inclusion in my "finding my religion" photo series.

I did finally sleep and last night I dreamt of Syria.  I was a young mother, living there with small children ... My dream was so very real:  It was as if I was seeing the nightmare currently unfolding in the real world, in Syria, through the eyes of another.  In my dream it was the French who stepped up to the plate and finally got the ball rolling with respect to actually helping these people by sending in ground troops with NATO backing. We shall see if my 'vision' comes to pass?  In the meantime, I am still diligently and wholeheartedly praying for the women, children and men of Syria.  May God Bless them, each and everyone, and keep them safe until the rest of the world finds the courage to finally take decisive and meaningful action.



Monday, November 14, 2011

Praying for a friend who is undergoing a life changing surgery today ...

A dear friend of mine is undergoing surgery today for breast cancer today. She is such a strong and loving soul. So many depend on her and now she must depend on those that she loves. I can't even begin to fully imagine all that she must going through, but I have faith that she will find the peace and strength that she needs in God. We've never met in person, but I consider her and her husband dear friends nonetheless.  I feel so helpless sometimes wanting to be able to do more for them, but I know that I can do one very important thing and that is to storm heaven with prayers and good intentions for them.





@Copyrighted Photograph, 2011.  All Rights Reserved.





My Grandmother who passed away just a little over a year ago gave me her rosary a few years ago. She knew that of all of the grandchildren that I would be the one to carry on her tradition of prayer ... like her and her mother before her. This rosary, now my rosary, used to belong to my grandmother's mother (my great grandmother) before her. So we are now three generations in prayer and many petitions have been sent to heaven by way of these simple beads and imperfect hands. I do firmly believe in the power of prayer ... of sending my thoughts and energy, by way of the grace and power of a Creator unto another ... The power I know comes from God, not from the beads. The rosary beads are merely a tool I use to focus my mind and spirit more fully in prayer. I'd also like to think that perhaps my grandmother and my great-grandmother join me in prayer for the needs of others when I pray using their rosary and perhaps their sisters (also in heaven) join us in prayer as well.



I just finished saying my rosary for you, Beth.  May God Bless you and hold you in His loving arms as you undergo this life-saving ... life-changing ... surgery. You and your husband will be in my ongoing thoughts and prayers for strength and peace. God Bless you both and ALL women, everywhere, who must take up this cross.





Love & Ongoing Prayers,

Michelle



11_17_2011 ... My photography friend posted this as his status update on Monday evening after the surgery.  I wanted to check with him before sharing his words here with you.  His wife, Beth, is such an incredible woman and an inspiration to others.  I am so happy that she came through the surgery wonderfully and that she still has her beautiful strength of spirit and Love going strong. 

Here's what my friend had to say ... "I swear to God the almighty, I am sitting here with tears of JOY. Beth is fine!!! Honestly I am crying and can barely type. I can't even begin to explain the feelings I am having now. I've been strong all day and been going on 4 hours sleep. I just got home from the hospital and as I was leaving, Beth was teaching... a student nurse how to do something. This woman is the most incredible person I have ever met. We want to thank God for everything He has given us and that includes all of you wonderful people. I have never in my life felt so much love from so many. THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU. We love you all. Peace, Love and may God bless you."

Will be keeping both you and Beth in my ongoing prayers, Rick.  God Bless!!




12/2011  I have another dear friend on FB who also underwent surgery for breast cancer a few months back.  Her positive outlook and energy are truly inspiring!!  Sheila has also been in my ongoing thoughts and prayers and I have said rosaries for her as well.  God Bless you, Sheila.  Peace & Ongoing LOVE and Strength to you, my dear friend.

Monday, July 25, 2011

Tragic Shooting in Norway ...

I haven't written on the recent shootings that occurred in Norway, on July 22nd, at the Capital of Oslo and on the nearby Utoya Island. On this day, one Anders Behring Breivik, set off a bomb in the Capital Office Building where the Prime Minister had offices. This was supposedly a diversion for a planned mass shooting. For shortly after the bomb blast, Breivik began randomly shooting people at a youth camp on the island of Utoya, sadly many of the victims were merely young teens. I just have a hard time processing such senseless loss of life, especially young adults ... and so very many ... 76 was the final count, I think, but even one is too many. Surely only a very sick individual, with a deranged mind could justify killing as such? It truly boggles my mind! May God, our Creator, Bless those affected by this tragedy: those who lost their lives, those who were wounded physically and emotionally, and all who were touched by this senseless tragedy.

How many of us thought, perhaps not as a first response, but in our post processing of this horrible news: I am so thankful that it was not here, that it was not me, my family, friends ... those that I love. But the sad thing is it could have just as well have been. How many parents send their kids off to summer camps, with the good intent of broadening their children's horizons ... never fathoming that a horrible mass shooting could occur at their child's camp. So what can we do? Pray ... There is a power in prayer, in a united collective consciousness for a greater good. Pray and pray often for souls such as the young man behind these shootings. That these unwell individuals will be identified and helped before they are able to unleash their madness upon the innocent in our world.

I wrote an apocolyptic poem around this time, but at the time I was not aware of this tragic shooting in Norway. I am trying to sort through my words in order to see where they lead and if there is any connection or insight to be gained. But mostly, I am just praying, as always. This world needs a lot of prayer!

Friday, March 18, 2011

The Japanese Garden ...

(photo credits to follow shortly)





A friend of mine posted a video clip of Japanese gardens that he and his wife had toured with Japanese friends the day before the second major earthquake and tsunami hit Japan.  He remarked, "We had tea in the garden [with them] the day before the earthquake ..."






My friend's post and viewing his photo slide show of the Japanese garden that he had visited reminded me of the peace, patience and enduring strength of the Japanese people.  And this reminder renewed my sense of hope for the peoples of Japan.







It put me in touch with the energy of their strength, inner calm,  and yet determined resilience.  If past history and tradition are any indicators for the future of Japan, I think that the Japanese people will most certainly prevail in the face of adversity, despite of the blows that they have been dealt by the recent earthquakes and tsunami. 






Let us now pray that looming nuclear crisis can be brought back under control.  I hope that you will join me in prayer for the people of the Japan and for an end to the looming nuclear crisis in Japan at the Fukushima Dia-Ichi nuclear power plant, so that the people of Japan can focus on healing and rebuilding their families, homes, neighborhoods and country.







God Bless!

~M




P.S.  Found one of my own Japanese Garden photos ... This one is painted, but it is uplifting to me. The glowing light here symbolizes the enduring spirit of the beautiful Japanese people.




"Spirit of the Garden" (low res. copy)
@Copyrighted Image, 2010.  All Rights Reserved: Michelle C.
of whatplanetareyoulivingon.blogspot.com





Sunday, March 13, 2011

A New Day Has Begun ...

"Renewal ... A New Day Has Begun."
@Copyrighted Image, 2011.  All Rights Reserved.


For the people of Japan and all who are suffering from the after effects of the earthquakes and tsunamis that have struck Japan these past few days.  May the healing and rebuilding begin with hope for the future ...

You'll be in my ongoing thoughts & prayers.  God Bless!

~M

Wednesday, February 02, 2011

Praying for the People of Egypt ...

Image Source: sealforsuccess.com



God bless the people of Egypt.  Have not written much about this, but I have been praying.  Hopefully, peace will return shortly and essentials, such as food, will no longer be in shortage.  Keep hope and peace will follow ... That's what works in my own life.

God Bless one and all!


M


P.S.  For some reason this song comes to mind when pondering the situation in Egypt. I'll share with you later what this song means to me ... my interpretation. I made a friend once because of this song ... We had a rather interesting discussion about what this song meant to us ...

Song: "When the Angels Fall", By Sting



And it's official: I have the flu .... Ugh, going back to bed ...



2/4/2011  I wonder how many would stand up for what they believe in?  Perhaps a better question is how many actually know, or can truly state, what it is that they believe in?  Have you thought about why you believe what you believe?  Are you merely being led?  And if so, by whom?


Here's a music video with Sting singing the above in concert ...





10/10/2011 Update. .. Mubarak was ousted just weeks ago.  The people of Egypt now have their freedom and what are they doing with this newfound freedom???  The whole world is watching ...

I must say, the reports that I am hearing on the news about things going on in Egypt these days brings an enormous sorrow to my heart.  It boggles my mind that those who strove so desperately for freedom from oppression just weeks ago would then turn around and use their newfound freedom to desecrate churches, destroy businesses and homes, and physically attack those of a different faith ... faiths other than Islam.  Intolerance, hatred, cruelty and oppression:  is this your newfound "freedom"?  How can you, the people of Egypt, in anyway think that a Creator, God, would embrace your agenda of destruction and oppression?     

For those of you of the Islamic faith that are choosing to engage in this mob violence, keep in mind this is not a battle to defend yourself from attack:  this is mindless mob rule acting without forethought in the name of a warped idealology of intolerance.   You are attacking people who were created by the same God as you ... people made of the same flesh and blood as you  [but what you are is in truth so much more for your body is merely a temporary housing for the true essence that is you:  the body will cease to exist but the soul lives on forever].  You are attacking people who worship the very same God as you, but they merely choose to worship Him in a different way.  Bear in mind when you stand before God at the end of your days: you alone will have to answer for your actions.  I challenge each one of you to still your mind, block out the noise, listen to your inner light and search for what is right.  Then find the courage to resist the mob gone mad  ... Be the lone voice of reason, speak out for what is right, and help put an end to this violence.  The whole world is watching you, but more importantly God our Father, the Creator, is watching you. 

I will continue my prayers for your country and all people of Egypt and the Middle East.

Sunday, January 23, 2011

A Church, with no walls ... one God and one people.

What I believe ...






"A Church with no walls ..."
@Copyrighted Image 2010, Michelle C. of whatplanetareyoulivingon.blogspot.com.
All Rights Reserved.



I probably shouldn't be writing this when I am tired, but the words are flowing rapidly through my mind so I am hoping that perhaps they are divinely inspired.  Thus, I will try to capture all of these thoughts swirling about in my mind into something a bit more tangible, black and white ('ink').  First, let me start by stating that religion is not a subject I often choose to discuss with others, especially my parents.  For the most part, my philosophy on religion is "live and let live", meaning each person must travel the path they find best suited for the individual journey they find themselves on in this particular lifetime.  As for my parents, they are very old school and  quite frankly --at this point-- rigidly set in their ways. They have a strong belief in a higher power, that is to say they believe in God and as such they have found a way to worship that they are comfortable with in the Catholic faith. Knowing this about them, I feel no need to share my present day --after years of suffering and the subsequent spiritual evolution thereof-- ideas and personal beliefs on the subject of 'religion' with them.  For some reason, of late, they continue to press on this subject matter: religion and faith. So tonight, I shared my thoughts and feelings with them, but perhaps I did not accomplish the task in the most eloquent way? It's hard to keep the emotional element that comes with a deep pondering of the spiritual aspects of ones life, especially when you happen to be talking with your parents and basically saying --to their way of thinking-- that you reject "everything they taught you to believe." With this in mind, here follows the basic gist of the unemotional version of my thoughts on the subject matter of faith and religion, bearing in mind that to my way of thinking two are not mutually exclusive.


My parents wonder:  1) "Why don't you go to church every Sunday?"

2) "Why have you chosen to practice outside of the Catholic faith?"

3) "It says in the Bible that the only way to get to the Father is through the Son. Don't you believe in Jesus? Don't you believe that the Bible is THE Word of God?"


Okay, before I get into the semantics of religion, let me first say that I have come to believe that there is in fact a God, a Creator, and that He is first and foremost a loving and benevolent being. He loves us and He wants us to become the best that we can be in this life, as we continue our journey back to ultimately re-unite with Him, where upon the entire essence of our being will finally be HOME, that place where we belong.  Furthermore, I believe Our Creator is present in our lives.  He is there for us if only we ask for His help, His strength and His guidance. I, personally, believe the Creator does not particularly care which method we choose to utilize in expressing our belief in Him and our need to have Him present in our lives, whether this expression be an organized religion, of any faith (be it Lutheran, Catholicism, Judaism, Islam, Hinduism or ANY other), or be it merely a personal belief and relationship with Him on our own terms, outside the confines of any organized religion. What fundamentally matters is THAT we believe, NOT HOW we believe.

With the above in mind, I don't feel that one has to attend a church, or other religious places of worship, each and every Sunday in order to find our way back to the Creator and have him present in our daily lives. To my way of thinking, the opportunities for spiritual growth are all around us, each and every day ... in almost every moment. I find it rather ludicrous that some ardently believe that weekly attendance at mass, on Sunday, is a prerequisite for returning home to our Creator. I also find it rather hypocritical that some attend mass religiously on Sundays, only then to turn around and forget, by both their words and actions, that there is in fact a God every other day of the week. That being said, I do grant that religious institutions. churches and faith communities, can be useful in providing fellowship, community outreach and spiritual guidance should an individual choose to participate in them.  "If I am willing to admit that not all who attend mass regularly on Sundays are hypocrites, then won't you admit that perhaps many who do not attend church are, in fact, good people who can have a strong relationship with God?"

As for the Catholic Church specifically, for my part, I was personally tired with the ongoing guilt that I felt while attending the Catholic Church. This guilt stemmed from the ongoing issues I had with the Catholic Church on many of the positions they hold.  These issues came to a head when my husband and I decided to send our children to Catholic school. When my kids came home from Catholic school and started asking specific questions, questions that needed specific answers, I finally had to admit the truthful answers:  I don't believe that the Pope is the only person on the planet that has a direct line to God; I don't believe that the Pope is infallible; I don't believe that the Catholic Church is infallible; I don't believe that all birth control is wrong; I do think all priests should be allowed to marry; I do feel that women should be allowed to become priests; I don't think that we have to go to "Confession" in order to address our sins or to be forgiven; I believe that people should be free to love whomever they love, regardless of gender; I personally do believe in Jesus, but I don't believe that everyone has to believe in Jesus in order to be "saved." I believe that the Spirit of God is all around us, each and every moment, and moreover that the Holy Spirit is within all of us, while it has yet to awaken in everyone. I believe that there are many paths that lead to God, our Creator, and in the end that we will be judged by our actions in this life and by what is in our hearts, not by what man-made religious dogma we choose to subscribe to and the rules and consequences thereof. I believe in the resurrection of the body, in the sense that I believe that we are, each of us, reborn into a series of lives during which we hopefully, grow and progress spiritually until we are last worthy of the final journey home to our Creator ... That is to say that I believe in reincarnation.

In some respects, to me, the focus and bickering that goes on amongst individuals within and of various religions over differences in dogma and belief systems makes religion little better than "organized deceit", because this takes away from what should be the focus and the message: That there is a God, a Creator, one God for ALL of humanity. That this the Creator loves us deeply and that He wants us to love one another, to help one another along our journey in this life that we will in turn come to know Him more fully in our daily lives so that we may grow in the ways of spirit and eventually be worthy of completion our final journey back home to Him. It is Faith, in the form of Hope and Love that can move mountains. It is reaching out to the forgotten, the neglected and letting them know that they are not alone, that there is a God and that He is a loving, merciful and forgiving God. It is learning to forgive ourselves, to forgive others and to know that we are forgiven if we but ask and mean it in our hearts. It is not about rules and dogma; for these things are of men and they have led to some pretty horrible things being done in the name of religion, claiming falsely to have been done in the name of God.

I have said it before, and I will say it again:  "I am but an empty vessel waiting to be filled,to be used as I am needed", and while, I may not attend church every Sunday these days: when God calls on me, I answer His call. I have gone head  to head with very intelligent people, brilliant thinkers who claim to be staunch atheists and have over time, with God's guidance and grace, planted the seeds that have led these individuals to a belief in a Creator. I have reached out to those who have felt betrayed by God, because of failure to conform to or to meet the demands of organized religions , and led them back to see God's love for them, to know His forgiveness and to believe in Him once again. I have stood up for injustice when I have seen it (from a very young age), even at times when I knew that it meant that I might be physically hurt myself. I pray earnestly for those who I encounter or come to know directly, or indirectly, who are need of prayer ... most often for physical healing for some illness. I pray for these individuals daily, with formal and informal prayers, throughout the course of a day as they happen to enter my mind, not just on Sundays and not just in a church. When these people are uplifted and often healed, I cannot help but feel that others too see the hand of God and believe.

As for the Bible, I do believe that the Bible is the inspired Word of God. I believe that Bible was sent to us as a guidebook to help us find our way. I believe that the Bible is God's Living Word, that it is to say that the Bible is there to guide us in our own unique situations, that one passage, read by two different people in two different situations, may have a different meaning for each. I don't think that God intended the Bible to be a black and white set of rules that we would fight and dispute over.  And in absolutely no way does the Bible, or any other inspired Word of God (e.g., Quran) call us to commit violence in His name.  The latter runs so very counter to the nature of God, our Creator!

The Bible is also a rich tapestry of history, containing the story of where we have been as a people of God.  It details our weaknesses and shortcomings, but the Bible also reminds us of our triumphs and provides us evidence of the spiritual growth, we as a people have made thus far.  In sum, I think the Bible helps us to remember our past, such that we may continue to move forward, perhaps a bit more enlightened and hopeful, into our future.

Two of my favorite passages in the Bible are the story of The Prodigal Son, from the NewTestament (Luke 15: 11-32), , and the Story of Martha and Mary, from the New Testament. The story of The Prodigal Son reminds me that God rejoices over all of us choosing to live as His children, but He is overjoyed when a lost child, a sinner ... a non-conformist,finds their way back to Him.  This passage of the Bible reminds me that we should not be so quick to judge one another,to condemn one another. We should, instead, reach out to those who have lost their way in order to share God's gift of forgiveness with them and let them know that God loves them still.

The story of Martha and Mary reminds me that being a child of God is NOT about following the so called rules; it is about paying attention to God and what He is trying to say to each of us in our own lives, to heed God's call when He calls us to do His will here on Earth:  be that to reach out to someone in need, to bear witness to God's love and presence in our own life, or to pray for the needs of others.


As for the Bible "saying that Jesus said,  'No one can enter the kingdom of heaven but through me.' " ... This is the passage in the Bible that I find to be the most revealing:


"The Father Revealed in the Son

25 At that time Jesus said, “I praise you, Father, Lord of heaven and earth, because you have hidden these things from the wise and learned, and revealed them to little children. 26 Yes, Father, for this is what you were pleased to do.

27 “All things have been committed to me by my Father. No one knows the Son except the Father, and no one knows the Father except the Son and those to whom the Son chooses to reveal him.

28 “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. 29 Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30 For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”   "


~Matthew 11:25-30


To me this passage says that in order to be worthy of returning to God, our Creator ... that is to reach the final stage of spiritual growth ...  you must be willing to forgo what you think that you know ... and like "little children", you must imitate the examples of Jesus in his life. And when you are at last willing surrender to this idea, you will be at true peace and you will at last find "rest for your souls."

It's not about "knowing Jesus" in the sense of acknowledging him ... believing in him ... it's about understanding what his life and way of living were all about.  Jesus is God saying ... I have tasted of your humanness ... I know your burdens ... follow me and I will show you the way, "For my yoke is easy and my burden is light." 

This is God being inclusive: not exclusive.  God is showing us the way (back to him) through Jesus, through his life and examples, in terms that we are capable of understanding.  To my way of thinking, it is possible to understand the ideas behind the life and experiences of Jesus without actually "knowing Jesus."  And that is why I personally believe that everyone does not have "to know" and acknowledge Jesus in order to return to our Creator.



So Mom and Dad, while I no longer choose to worship as you do, please know that I do believe in God and He is a bigger part of my life than you could ever possibly know. And while I no longer feel that weekly attendance at a church service, on Sunday, is necessary in order to be a good person and to have a strong relationship with God, our Creator: I have chosen, for the time being, to belong to a religious community, a Lutheran community, and my family attends mass as often as we can and want. I do the latter in order to help my children build a strong foundation for their relationship with God --as you did for me-- but I will teach my children that in a perfect world there would be a church, with no walls, one God and one people.



"Jesus knew their thoughts and said to them, “Every kingdom divided against itself will be ruined, and every city or household divided against itself will not stand. ...." "


~Matthew 12:24-26

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Beleive in Something Bigger than Ourselves ...

I am SO HAPPY today!!!

I have some TOTALLY AWESOME news to share!!  I just found out this evening that a very special little girl ...  a beautiful soul ... that I have been  dilligently praying for since October 2010:  Ally, Age 12 ... received her test results back for her MRI brain scan to follow up on a growth that her doctors had identified back in October.  This week, the new scan showed that Ally was 100% free and clear ... the suspected growth area was now nowhere to be seen.  Praise God!  Talk about a miracle and an answer to many, many prayers.

Ally had brain cancer three years ago.  They did surgery to remove the tumor, then followed up with chemotherapy. Ally had been cancer free for three years.  Then, this past October 2010 when she had her yearly scan a new growth showed up on the MRI.  When I heard the potentially devastating news, I immediately told her Dad to keep HOPE and then began storming heaven for Ally.  Tonight, I am so very happy for Ally and her family. Feels like we should be setting off fireworks or something to celebrate?! : )

God Bless you, Ally!!  Keep on sharing that beautiful smile and wonderful, uplifiting outlook on life with the rest of the world. Love you!!  Here is a post of one of my favorite magical and enchanting photos for you  ... I call this one "Driftwood Fairy Queen" ... I love this photo, because it reminds me that sometimes we just need to BELIEVE in something bigger than ourselves ... believe in magic ... miracles.


Your friend,
Michelle (a.k.a. Isabelle)


"Driftwood Fairy Queen"

@Copyright 2010 Michelle C. of whatplanetareyoulivingon.blogspot.com.
All Rights Reserved.


(Thanks to an on-line photography friend's suggestion, I now have a circular polarizer ... so water shots (with blue sky like this)  turn out much more vivid and not so washed out.  Gotta love the internet and the on-line community : )

Friday, March 19, 2010

Shelter From the Storm ...

Peaceful ... beautiful day outside today ...





Not a storm cloud in sight ... the sun's warmth penetrates and dispells inner darkness ...








... I wonder, if perhaps, it's easier to empathize with others weathering their own storms ... when you, yourself, have moved beyond fighting your own inner storm?   If nothing else ... I can pray for peace in the lives of those that I love ...



Song:  'Knockin' on Heaven's Door', By Bob Dylan

Song::  'Shelter From the Storm', By Bob Dylan




P.S.  So good to catch up on your news tonight Monica.  Will pray that the job that is right for you is the one that comes your way.  I have a good feeling for you!  : )  God Bless!

Monday, January 11, 2010

I'm listening God ...

Someone .... "looking for a classmate" ... left me a comment yesterday, or early today ... regarding my 11 Nov. 2009, Veteran's Day post.

When I read their comment ... I could literally feel the pain that this person was feeling at this very moment in their life.  Instantly, I burst into tears ... probably right along with the author of this comment? I felt as if their pain was squeezing my heart as well. 

I can't explain it ... as I've said before: I have the gift of empathy ... perhaps that is why God, the Creator, also gave me the strong belief in the power of prayer and gift to be able to use prayer in my daily life.  I truly believe in the power of prayer!  Through prayer, I feel as if I can help others to find their wings. 



'A Prayer to God', By Louis Welden Hawkins
(Image courtesy of ArtMagick.com)



Lord knows, that I am about as far from perfect as anyone in this crazy world, but that doesn't matter ... I can still pray and God hears me ... especially when I pray for others.  But I think that the notion that you have to be perfect in order to talk to God is a myth that sorely needs to be shattered.

I've got news for you:  You don't have to be perfect to talk to God.  And you don't have to use fancy words, formal written prayers, or pious rituals ... God is listening and He speaks all languages ... just open your heart and talk to Him ... like you would a good friend over a cup of coffee.  He IS there for you, He cares, and He IS listening.  Go on, give prayer a try: you'd be amazed at the results and it doesn't cost you a thing, so what have you got to loose?


I'm still crying, as I write these words.  I wasn't even going to write today ... I had decided to just be quiet for awhile and just listenI guess, that what God wanted me to hear was that I need to keep praying for others. 

So whoever you are (maybe you'll visit again and leave me your name?  It's easier to pray when you have a name ... after all God says be specific : ) ... the person that left a comment for me today regarding an old JAG classmate:  please know that I am praying for YOU ... honestly and sincerely, from the very bottom of my heart ... for a healing of your pain, in all aspects of your life, and for peace and happiness to find you once again.  So please keep hope!  God Bless you!   And thank you for your warm wishes and blessing for me also.  Your words were truly heartfelt and much appreciated.   : )


Michelle

P.S.  Also please let me know if there is anyway I can assist you in connecting with your classmate.  I would be happy to help if the name mentioned in my post IS the person that you are looking for.  You can leave a personal message for me at ArtMagick.com .  My screename 'Awake'.  Leave your email, name, etc., and I will forward it to a friend who keeps in touch with them  (sorry, not comfortable leaving my email address out here ... the message at ArtMagick ('Contact this Member' box) will be private and forward to my email, without giving out my actual address).




1/12/2010   I am still waiting to see if the message to continue to pray for others ... that my prayers do serve a greater good ... was the only message that I was meant to get from this day ... still listening ...

I think all of us would do well to just stop ... stop the insane pace ... be quiet and just listen ... listen to what the universe ... God ... the Creator ... is trying to say to us in our own lives from time to time.

I think sometimes all of the noise (i.e., false forms of communicating, media bombardment with panic, frenzy and worry, television taking up so much of our free time, the quest for ever more materialism in a false bid for self-worth) just gets in the way of the wonderful beings that God has made us capable of being.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

A Prayer ...


'A Prayer to God', By Louis Welden Hawkins (Image Courtesy of ArtMagick.com)


Recently found out that another friend of mine has a father with cancer.  Never easy news to get or digest.  You want to empathize ... and be sincere, but there is no way of really knowing, or feeling, what those impacted by this terrible news truly feel.  Difficult. 

One thing that I can do, however, is to pray.  I truly believe in the power of prayer.  I've personally seen it work too many times not to believe.  So, I have begun praying again. 

Times like these remind me, that I have so much to be grateful for ... that my own personal problems pale significantly by comparison to someone who is now in position to take on the fight of their life ... and to those who will fight by their side.

Times like these remind me how important connections are ...


God Bless you Paul and your father.  Know that I'll be storming Heaven for you!

Michelle


"The pursuit of knowledge is a joy, often producing unexpected treasures along the way. If however, I had to choose between faith and knowledge: I would not hesitate to give up knowledge. For without my faith and a direct connection to a Creator, I would be but an empty shell that would quickly shrivel up and simply blow away in the winds of nothingness." ~Me 11/17/09

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Witness a TRUE Miracle and BELIEVE!


Art work courtesy of http://www.artmagick.com/

As I was sorting through the mail today, I saw that I had received a handwritten letter -- don't get many of those nowadays -- from a dear friend whose father I knew was dying from an advanced stage of pancreatic cancer. Recovery chances for late stage pancreatic cancer are usually not very good, statistically speaking. But people aren't statistics in my book, and so I wrote my friend a letter giving her, her father and their family my very best. I told her that I would be praying -- storming heaven for her -- for her father and for the whole family during this difficult time. Then, I called my family and told them to start praying too.

I must have received my friend's initial letter, with the bad news, over 6 months ago and I have not heard anything back since that time. I had her address, but no current phone and no working email. I had given her my phone and email, but she has not called. I knew that she was busy; I figured that she would write when she had time and news that she wanted to share. So I just kept praying.

When I saw my friend's letter tonight, I was worried that it contained bad news. I opened it very slowly ... cautiously. Then, I began to read. As I read the opening paragraph of her letter, a feeling of sheer joy overcame me and I began to sob uncontrollably. But these were tears of joy! Miraculously, her father who initially was diagnosed with a tumor (size?) of 225, now had a tumor that was a 38 ... and 37, my friend informed me was NORMAL! NORMAL?! This is truly a blessing ... beyond a shadow of a doubt a miraculous occarance ... a MIRACLE. Proof again -- not that I need it -- that there is a God, a higher power, and that there is POWER in prayer.

THANK YOU, THANK YOU FROM THE VERY BOTTOM, RIGHT UP TO THE VERY TOP, OF MY HEART FOR ALL WHO PRAYED WITH ME! OUR PRAYERS WERE ANSWERED! HALLELUJAH! PRAISE GOD!

I continued to sob, tears of joy, as I explained the reason for my tears to my husband and my eldest daughter who were staring at me with concern. When I told them why I was crying, they shook their heads at one another and looked at me like I was crazy, but I don't care ... this is closest that I've come to the sheer ecstasy of JOY in many, many months.

I am so happy for you, Cassie, for your father and your entire wonderful family. I will continue to keep you all in my prayers, and pray especially for the continued healing and health of your beloved father. Please give your father a HUGE hug from me when you see him again and call me when you have time to talk once again.

God Bless one and all!  May those who happen to pass this way BELIEVE!

M

P.S.  'HALLELUJAH!' is typically not a part of my vocabulary.  But I needed a powerful word to express the emotion that I was feeling and this word seemed to fit beautifully.  I am NOT a religious zealot.  Quite the contrary,  I believe that organized religions are a necessary evil ... a tool to help those that can't even begin to fathom a direct relationship with a God ... Creator ... Higher Power.  I, personally, have a strong relationship with God, the Creator.  I talk to Him daily ... often throughout the course of my day ... and I try my best to listen to His side of the conversation, even with all of the distractions in my life.  I don't feel that I need organized religion, but now that I have children:  I want to give them a strong foundation for having a relationship with a God, so we do the 'church thing'.  My hope in doing the church thing is that when my children are older, they will be able to make their own choices concering a God and the relationship that they wish to have with Him because they have some firsthand experience -- aside from my input -- to draw upon.  While I, personally, do not feel that I need an organized religion and that a lot of wrong has been done in the name of organized religion:  I think overall, the net effect of organized religion has -- and currently is -- contributed to the greater good of our world.  Given the wonderful diversity of the people inhabitating this planet, it would only stand to reason that there would be many different ways of choosing to worship a God ... Creator ... Higher Power.  I respect all people, their faiths and their beliefs, and I pray daily that the distrust and misunderstanding among various religions comes to an end.  I also pray that the people who have been turned away from God because of various organized religions find their way back to a relationship with God again ... even if they choose not to do the the church thing.


They say, "Never talk religion or politics."  But, I've never put much stock in what 'they' say anyway ... they tend to take the fun out life in my opinion.  Well, I've said my piece ... now I will be quiet.  Joyful day to you! 


M

Friday, August 28, 2009

My “Privileged Perch” and the Power of Prayer …

The internet, not unlike my “privileged perch” in my dream under the Hunter’s Moon, provides me with a new perspective: it lets me know that I am, in fact, a part of something “bigger and more profound” than just me. The internet – specifically blogs of other bloggers – gives me a greater appreciation for my fellow humans inhabiting this amazing planet, third rock from the sun.

I see, that while I must personally deal with my own issues firsthand, I can still “listen” – read the stories of others via their blogs – to others and keep them in my prayers:

Gabrielle, a talented artist currently residing in New Zealand, struggles to make a work connection and deal with the new recruiting norms in the this day and age where technology reigns supreme. She does this, while taking time out to look in on an ailing elderly neighbor who is currently in the hospital.

Azaad, an aspiring accountant and college student, from India, struggles with passing exams and regrouping to find the courage to try again after a partially failed first pass attempt.

Paul, a talented photographer -- and proud father -- currently residing in the state of Utah, in the U.S., prepares for an important gallery showing, while making an equally important reconnection in his love life.

So as each of these -- and other individuals [My Dad who is trying to get very high cholesterol numbers back down; My friend Eileen, and her husband, who are trying to grow their beautiful little family; My friend Kathy, who is grappling with issues regarding the health of her young son; My friend Monica, who is searching for a better job and love] -- enter into my mind throughout my busy day … or sometimes in quiet moments, late at night, as I wait for sleep to hopefully arrive: I offer up a little prayer for each of them. I pray that they will find peace, joy, and prosperity (their own versions of success) in their own lives. It may seem silly, but I am a firm believer in the power of prayer. I’ve witnessed too many little, and BIG, miracles in my own life, and in the lives of those around me, not to be!

And even if I feel “unworthy” at times – which is quite a bit these past few weeks – I know that God, the Creator, still listens to me … hears me. Maybe, He listens more when we take a moment out of our own busy lives to pray for the needs of others?

PJP (Peace, Joy & Prosperity) to you!

God Bless!

M

P.S. If you have any special needs: let me know and I’ll pray for you too – might as well put my insomnia to good use. : )