Signed, my heart.
These are just scribbles from my heart. I'm a Catholic male teenager struggling with SSA, falling apart but still in the palms of the Daddy that puts it all back. Struggling between my heart, mind and spirit. Aching within but somehow alive and well, highly favoured, deeply loved and greatly blessed. <3 'Our heartache brings us back to You.'
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Chat reblogged from No one cares unless you're pretty or dying
- mum: why are there finger prints on the tv screen?
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- mum: you've been stroking the actors' faces again haven't you
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I was actually able to sleep yesterday! I slept for a whole 9 hours, without any interruptions, except for that time when I had to wake up to visit the loo, but then I got back and fell asleep immediately! Praise God!
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What a long and tiring day this was!
Went for my Pentecost Eucharistic Celebration in the morning, had to teach a Sunday School class after that, then went for breakfast/lunch with the guys.
Someone then suggested we go for a swim, so we did, and it was like 4 hours of non-stop playing in the water. It kinda reminded me of what being baptized in the Spirit meant, to be completely overwhelmed by the Spirit and just rest in His mighty presence.
Now the right side of my ear is blocked with water and I can’t get it out. I hate it when this happens. Sigh. But it was a real nice to do, considering that I haven’t gone to the pool in like a month or two.
Will be leaving for my Charismatic Renewal Meeting Pentecost Celebration in awhile, then after that they’ll be having a farewell party for me. I hope there’s a bbq. I’ve been craving for that for some time!
And my friends are down, so it’s gonna be an awesome time! The only downside of all this is that I didn’t sleep for like 30 hours, and I’m incredibly tired. I heard that there’s gonna be some drinks later, dear God, I hope I don’t come back drunk and get a hangover tomorrow.
But it’s my last week here, so I’m just gonna enjoy myself.
Ugh this blocked ear is irritating!
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For it is by Grace that I have been saved, not by my own works. Grace will keep me saved, and and Grace will allow me to see Him one day and be with Him forever.
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In no intention at all to try to change your beliefs, of course, why do you pray to Mary?
Asked by myblood-is-pure
Oh!
Well, we don’t actually pray to her more like through her.
It’s like asking a friend to pray for you.
When Jesus was hanging on the Cross, He committed John, a picture of the Church into the arms of Mary as Her mother. We have always held the view that the Mary is the Mother of the Church. In turn to Jesus’ command, John made a place for Mary in his home from that day onward. (John 19:27)
The Church then, like John, made a special place for Mary in Her home as well. Mary is not only the Mother of the Church, she is our Mother as well. We too, make a place for her in our homes, in our hearts, and we go through her for prayers and intercession.
Why go through Mary if we can go directly through Jesus you may ask, well, if you look at the account of Jesus’ first miracle, Mary played a very important role in the actuation of that miracle. Jesus knew that it was not His time for miracles, (John 2:4) yet through the prompting of His mother, He performed the miracle.
Mary, at the end of the day always leads us back to her Son, she knows that He alone has the power to save and work, her command to the stewards at the wedding feast of Cana echoes throughout the ages to people who come to her for prayers;
‘Do whatever He tells you.’ - John 2:5
Mary is a model of prayer, a model of intercession, we can learn a lot from her in the area of prayer, sometimes, it takes the perseverance of a mother to push for a miracle, a breakthrough, and an answered prayer.
I hope you don’t mind me publishing this, I think it’s good for others to know as well. :)
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Chat reblogged from No one cares unless you're pretty or dying
- Society: oh I can't do my work on time better cut my wrist and kill myself maybe you should kill yourself.
- Reality: I can't do anything right but I can't let my mind win I'm stronger than this the razor is not my friend the monsters In my head are weak I can't disappoint my friends and family no one can know gosh I'm such a fuck up and I hate everything about how I look my grades are bad I can't make it in life, I can't do this anymore just one cut okay maybe one more, no I need to stop. I can't handle it no no no I need to end it I can't do it just breathe and pull the trigger.
