and I saw God working in her life. She recently went through a lot of hurt from people close to her and she’s been taking time to heal. But it’s still been extremely hard for her to deal with how things were handled. And the Holy Spirit really told me to tell her, “Much like Christ bore the world’s sin on his shoulders during the Agony in the Garden, I believe you have had other people’s sin placed upon your shoulders. Christ gave you this beautiful cross of enduring pain because he knew that you could handle it when maybe someone else couldn’t. What a beautiful way to be united to his suffering and what an honor. It may really hurt, but he’s working wonders through it.” Holy Spirit, you rock.
So this year, as Advent started, I sat down and prayed about what I really want to focus on this year. And this came to mind. “Lord, I believe. Help my unbelief.” We can so easily get to that place where you believe you’re actually doing a really good job in your faith life. But at that point, you’ve stopped growing. Because you don’t see room for improvement. The saints never felt holy. They probably thought they were the worst sinners. But they chose every day to choose Christ and walk forward with him. And I’ve also realized that I’m going to pray with St. Benedict this year. He saw the lives of his friends and how they lived for themselves and wanted nothing to do with them. On the back of his medal, it says, “May the Holy Cross be for me a light”, “Let not the dragon be my guide”, “Begone Satan! Never tempt me with your vanities! What you offer me is evil. Drink the poison yourself!” Talk about a boss! I’ve been held back by sin and I will look to St. Benedict for that push to say “Drink the poison yourself!” Wait for the Lord, be strong, take heart!
I’ve struggled with my self image for a while. I am overweight. And every day Satan whispers in my ear that “no one could ever love “this”” as he motions toward me. “”This” is disgusting and no one will ever be attracted to you or prefer you over another. No one.” And I think he knows that this cuts to my core because my relationship with my Dad was and is always hard. The ways that my Dad loves me aren’t the natural ways that I receive love. I’m a physical touch person as well as affirmation, so when my Dad loves me by providing for me and by trying to help me better myself by giving me constructive criticism, it almost doesn’t even seem like love to me at first. All I want is a hug and a daily, “I love you, Lauren. You’re wonderful, just as you are.” So having that broken relationship with my Dad allows Satan the perfect cranny that he can weasel his way in and fill the brokenness with lies and darkness. And I try and fight that every day. I know these are lies, but when you hear them every day, it gets harder and harder to disprove them. And it doesn’t help when my parents say they worry about my health. Because when they do that, I can’t help but feel like they think I’m not capable of changing my health. And also, my dad is in the same boat I am so it comes off as super hypocritical. Super. And I’m not super unhealthy; I do a lot of portion-control and I take multivitamins and exercise whenever I can (which as a college student isn’t as often as I’d like it to be), but I could be healthier. Once I’m not living off of college campus food, I want to go completely organic and be able to make my own damn food. And part of it is genetics. I naturally carry more weight around my waist, and that’s really it. So it’s even harder to fight nature on this one. I guess I just need prayers. Prayers that I can trust in the Father and know that He’s not like my father, that in every way that my earthly father fails, my Heavenly Father excels. Prayers that I can know my beauty and my worth in Christ and that any other voice telling me otherwise is only Satan.
So that guy that I said I knew God had purposefully crossed our paths, that guy and I had coffee this evening.
Even though it ended up being really short because he got a call telling him he was late for something he forgot he had to do, it was really great. And I can’t help but feel like he will be my husband one day. And this isn’t just a fleeting idea. This has been a persistent nagging thought. I’ve never had that before. I’ve thought before about a few guys, “Yeah, it’d be nice to be married to him” but never like this. This deep, underlying feeling that soon enough, we’ll be married. Wow.
Did that once, and a load of porn popped up on it. I was in class. So I’m sure that the people behind me saw it. That’s not okay.
Most of the time, girls are told that they need to remember that they are beautiful. And girls, you do need to remember that! You are beautiful, the pinnacle of creation, and you should be respected and treated accordingly. But men, you are handsome! You are attractive! You are capable of so much that you don’t even realize. You are so dang cool, and so strong, and so masculine. We women look to you for that and I can say that nothing is more attractive than a guy who knows who he is as a man and is able to live that out, through serving his brothers and sisters in Christ and through guiding and leading those around him in the many ways that you can, whether you’re outgoing and spontaneous or quiet and reserved. You still lead and guide those around you to Christ. That is a true man. A man whose heart is wrapped so tightly around the Lord’s that he can’t help but show people Christ and lead them to Him. So don’t forget that you are not only a strong man, but a man of the Lord and that is so very beautiful.
Have I really never published this before?
This is pretty great
This is the best. Oh. My.
Jesus speaks, and then the people are divided in their interpretation of him. Some say, “Why do you listen to him? He’s crazy!” and others say, “He does so much good! How can he be evil?” Christ brings us the Truth, for He is the Truth, but the Truth isn’t always accepting of everything. In fact, it can’t. And when the Truth makes people realize that they are doing something wrong, then they will justify their actions and place the blame on other things, whether they realize it or not! But he says all of these things, appreciation and rebuke alike, with the utmost love. Despite this, people take his rebuke and decide not to listen to Him because it makes them uncomfortable knowing that He has told them that how they are living is wrong. Everyone He reaches to is sinful, but only those who have open hearts understand Him.
This is probably my favorite interpretation of this because it shows the gentle but deep revealing of Christ to the woman. I love this.
I’m sorry, but there are so many things wrong with this video. Try and evangelize me. See what happens. I’m insulted.
Every time I walk down the center aisle of my parish here at college, I have this thought that “I will walk down this aisle to be married some day.”
Over the past year, God has opened my heart to religious life and drew me to Him so that I could see the beauty of being His and only His, and I’m not scared of religious life like I used to be. He showed me that I needed to give Him my heart and it is His decision whether or not He will share it with another. He’s placed this love and awe and reverence for the sacrament of marriage within me: this understanding of what it means to come before Him, thankful for the gift of one another and what a unique and wonderful the relationship between God and a husband and wife is. He has been saying to me very frequently during my pangs for companionship, “You have to let go of the gifts I’ve given you in the people around you. I have something more incredible than you have ever imagined in store for you. I will bring him to you in my own time. Just give me your heart and you will be satisfied.” And this knowledge has given me the freedom to contently live out my single life to the full. Not the knowledge of my vocation, but the knowledge that either way, I will give my heart to the Lord and He will take care of me.