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Friday, April 7, 2017

Easter a Day of Spiritual Joy

      Easter should be a day of spiritual joy, a day for celebration of the resurrection of spirit, a day in which spiritual considerations should be more prominent. Any secular or civil activities that interfere with pure spiritual observance of that day should be discouraged. Jesus Christ announced the important truth that the glory of his resurrection was the fruit of his Passion--I mean the accidental glory incident to his humanity, not the essential glory inherent in his divinity. While two of his disciples were going from Jerusalem to Emmaus, discoursing in the crucifixion, Jesus, in the guise of a stranger, joined them, and they said to him: "We had hoped that Christ would redeem Israel from gentile bondage and would reestablish the kingdom of a grander scale and rule as a conqueror. But our hopes are shaken, for he died a shameful death on the cross." And Jesus said to them: "Foolish and slow of heart to believe in all things which the prophets have spoken. Ought not Christ to have suffered these things and so enter into his glory?" If he had not trod the path of suffering and humiliation he would not be the Messiah foretold by the prophets. Cardinal Gibbons

"The Emmaus Road" by Steve Green

Heaven - Not Far Away.
Oh, heaven is nearer than mortal's think,
When they look with trembling dread,
At the misty future that stretches on,
From the silent home of the dead.

The eye that shuts in a dying hour,
Will open the next in bliss,
The welcome will sound in the heavenly world
Ere the farewell is hushed in this.

We pass from the clasp of mourning friends,
To the arms of the loved and lost;
And those smiling faces will greet us there,
Which on earth we have valued most.

Yet oft in the hours of holy thought,
To the thirsting soul is given,
That power to pierce through the mist of sense,
To the beauteous scenes of heaven.

I know when the silver cord is loosed,
When the vail is rent away,
Not long and dark shall the passage be,
To the realm of endless day.

The Savior Rose Today

Savior Rose Today
by Margherita Arlina Hamm

The lilies whisper to the bees;
The palm-leaves murmur to the breeze;
And birds in roundelay
Repeat the message high in air,
Until it echoes everywhere,
"The Savior rose to-day."

Full well the swaying blossom knows
How loving spring dispels the snows;
And songsters half behold
A truer life within the breast,
When newer life invades the nest
And mingles with the old;

It may be that a hidden sense
Reveals to their intelligence
The presence and the sway
Of Him who notes the sparrow's fall,
So that in gratitude they call,
"The Savior rose to-day."

Who, looking over time's long scroll
Cannot but see a master soul,
Behind the dross and clay
And realize that in the good
Which brought the world beatitude
"The Savior rose to-day."

The earth brings forth both bud and flower
By some unfailing subtle power
Which baffles all decay;
When into being sprang the world.
The flowering of mankind occurred,
"The Savior rose that day."

From ugliness new beauty springs;
From death life soars aloft on wings;
And evil dies away.
A splendor dissipates the gloom
And fear lies dead within the tomb,
"The Savior rose to-day."

An old hymn with a new chorus. "Christ the Lord is Risen Today"

Thursday, April 6, 2017

Shine On, Most Glorious Light

Shine On, Most Glorious Light 
by Kenyon West.

Shine on! Shine ever on, most glorious Light!
Reveal Thy majesty and splendor bright.
This Easter morning as of old arise!
Make glad the earth as with a glad surprise.
By magic power, as of old, change night
Into the benediction of the dawn,--
With promise to us of the darkness gone!
Shine on! Shine ever on, most glorious Light!
This Easter morn arise! arise!
Give saner vision to our sin-dimmed eyes;
To hearts that wait and watch for Thee, come near!
Thy miracle of wondrous love make clear.
Make cold hearts glow; make weak hearts strong.
Dispel our grim despairs, our sense of wrong.
From doubt's stern thraldom grant us Lord, release!
Give freedom, faith and Thy surpassing peace!
Thus only can we hope to live:--
Health, healing, blessing, --give! oh give!


Song "God's Glorious Light" - Michael O'Brien and Thomas Miller

Wednesday, April 5, 2017

How to craft paper doily butterflies


      These little butterflies are easy to craft. All you will need are a few pom-poms, wiggly eyes and paper doilies. I hand-colored my doilies for the blue butterfly and left another set white for the second version of this craft.
      You will need to accordion fold two paper dollies and glue four pom-poms on top of each other and let these dry over night before assembling the butterfly. Use a very tacky white glue for this project and it will prove far less frustrating to complete. You could use a hot glue if you'd like, but this glue is not safe for little ones to handle.

Thursday, February 9, 2017

Vintage Velveteen Book End Paper

These bunnies are perfect for an Easter greeting card or two.
Description of Printable Paper: restored bookend paper, from an old copy of "The Velveteen Rabbit" for your personal crafts only, field of drawn rabbits, colors: peach, blue and lime green, very vintage, Read Terms of Use folks

Wednesday, February 1, 2017

Lenten Thoughts by Elisabeth R. Scovil

Red, pink, burgundy colored carnations
inside of a ivy woven Easter basket.

Lenten Thoughts 
"Come apart and rest awhile."
'Tis thy Saviour's call to thee.
" From thy pleasures and thy cares
Turn aside awhile with Me."

And the Church, His Bride on earth,
Echoes still His voice to-day,
In this holy Lenten tide,
"Turn aside," she says, "and pray."

Thou did' St keep the Christmas Feast
With a glad and willing heart.
Joining in the angels' song;
In the Fast now bear thy part.

Friends and neighbors round thee press.
Thronging duties claim thy care;
Little time to thee seems left
To be spent in quiet prayer. 

Our Lord trod this busy earth,
Lived its life of toil and haste;
Knows how much thou hast to do;
Would He bid thee time to waste?

Yet He says, " Come rest awhile."
From the outward, look within,
Learn to know thyself, and find
How to conquer secret sin.

In the desert, with thy Lord,
Tell Him all thy troubles sore,
Weariness, and pain, and grief,
He has borne them too - and more.

He will pity, help, and heal,
Aid thee in the mortal strife;
Send thee back with strength renewed
For the warfare of thy life.

When His Easter morning dawns,
Having kept the fast with Him,
Joyful to His holy feast
He will bid thee enter in.