Paintings by Sr. Marie Pierre Semler, a Maryknoll sister
this may be my last chance so im going to run to juan valdez cafe at 19th and f and enjoy my favorite latte arequipe
there’s this one song by walk the moon that makes me scream and cry and pray, it’s called “i can lift a car” and the memories that surround it are those of me crying in the shower and walking to saint matthew’s and going to Mass twice, three times a day searching for Him, begging for healing
our flight was delayed a day because we had to disembark the plane since my sister had to go to the emergency room, which was an awkward delay but now i get to have one more cup of cheap coffee and not worry about spending $13 in london for a cappuccino
father greg shaffer is really nice - i wish i’d known him better, earlier, maybe i’d be a little better today
i had a dream last night, that i was in purgatory and so was everyone else i knew. and it was awful but not as awful as what purgatory actually is. we were covered in dust and scars and blood and some of us were disfigured, and we had to walk this long track, circling and circling and after a certain number of rounds (depending on how long you’d been there) some scars and dust would be removed slowly, year by year by year, really slowly.
and there was one saint who was leading us the whole way, and i asked him why it was him who was leading us - didn’t it make him sad that he was leading us year after year when he was already clean and pure and ready for the Lord? why did he have to come back down to this dirty place, wouldn’t he rather be in heaven?
and he told me that Jesus had appointed him this task, and that even though this task was dirty and dark, he was joyful in his fulfilling it. because he loved doing what the Lord asked him to do. it filled him with happiness and he took every step with happiness and did it for Him.
so is life i guess!
Jeremy Glass, We Can’t Get Lost Anymore (via wethinkwedream)
The purpose of every Host is to find a resting place in a human heart, and surely that heart ought to thank God. In fact, the word Eucharist means thanksgiving. The Eucharist will furnish us with thanksgiving and will enable us to live the life of union with God. Our Lord is the Master and Superior in the convent. Our first visit in the morning and our last at night is to Jesus. Then, before going out to the parish visitation and instruction, we make a visit to Him to receive a blessing on our work, and again, on returning from duty, we go for a visit and a blessing. We are truly spouses of the Blessed Sacrament.
- Mother Mary Teresa Tallon
foundress of Parish Visitors of Mary Immaculate Sisters
i can’t believe the teen titans bought tumblr
In case you haven’t seen this.
Persecution in India
Breaks my heart… Such true disciples of Christ though.
Out of the box!