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Jesus Christ Superstar

 

 

My husband and I look forward to watching the “Jesus Christ Superstar” movie, among a few others, each year at Easter time.  I know that there are different takes on this film, and many even believe it to be blasphemous.  I understand these thoughts and opinions and respect them.  There are many scenes  that make me wince.

Because, on the surface, the movie does indeed look to be disrespectful and blasphemous to Jesus and his divinity.  That is the intent…being that the characters are human, as we all are human.

In my opinion, the music and the casting of characters is absolutely heart touching and as perfect as worldly art can be.  When losing myself in the words and feelings communicated through the music and lyrics, I am drawn inward…to how we are connected to these characters, no matter what their flaws and sins happen to be.

For the last couple of days, “King Herod’s Song” keeps playing over and over again in my head.  Much of the lyrics jump out at me and pull me in.

Maybe you will understand my take on these words and how they help to enlighten my spirit and draw me closer to Jesus and his mercy.

Here are the lyrics:

Jesus, I am overjoyed

To meet You face to face.

You’ve been getting quite a name

All around the place.

Healing cripples Raising from the dead.

And now I understand You’re God……

At least that’s what You’ve said.

 

So You are the Christ

You’re the great Jesus Christ.

Prove to me that you’re divine

 Change my water into wine.

That’s all you need do

And I’ll know it’s all true.

 C’mon King of the Jews.

 

 Jesus, you just won’t believe

 The hit you’ve made around here.

 You are all we talk about

 The wonder of the year!

 Oh, what a pity If it’s all a lie…

 Still I’m sure that you can rock

 The cynics if you try.

 

 So if you are the Christ

 You’re the great Jesus Christ

 Prove to me that You’re no fool

 Walk across my swimming pool.

 If You do that for me

 Then I’ll let you go free.

 C’mon, King of the Jews!

 

 I only ask things I’d ask any superstar.

 What is it that you have got

 That puts You where You are?

 

I am waiting, yes, I’m a captive fan

I’m dying to be shown

That You are not just any man.

 

 So if you are the Christ

 Yes, the great Jesus Christ

 Feed my household with this bread

 You can do it on your head.

 Or has something gone wrong?

 Why do You take so long?

 Come on, King of the Jews!

 

 Hey, aren’t you scared of me, Christ?

 Mr. Wonderful Christ..

 You’re a joke, You’re not the Lord!

 You are nothing but a fraud!

 Take Him away He’s got nothing to say

 Get out, You King of the get out

 Get out, You King of the Jews

 Get out, You King of the Jews

 Get out of my life!

“King Herod’s Song (Jesus Christ Superstar/Soundtrack Version)” by Josh Mostel

 

Wow…what a deluge of ideas to cover.  So many thoughts and emotions are triggered by the words themselves, and also the delivery by King Herod.  The actor, Josh Mostel, certainly portrayed the part to a tee…filled with the arrogance of the life he has immersed himself in.

However, there is the faintest glimmer of hope and curiosity about the man, Jesus.  Could he really be God?

King Herod has heard about the miracles that Jesus has performed, and he is aware that there is something special about him.

He wants Jesus to be God…in the way that he wants him to be God.  He wants Jesus to perform miracles for him, on command, to prove Jesus’ divinity, in a way that will appease his doubts in the tangible way that he desires.

All the time King Herod is asking for miracles, he is still enmeshed in the ways of the world…in his sinful life.  While he would like proof that Jesus is Lord, he refuses to open his heart to the Truth, by keeping it shut tight within the company of perversion and worldly pleasure.

When Jesus does not perform on demand, and there are no evident miracles, the last line is very telling for all of us…

Get out, You King of the Jews… Get out of my life!

When we don’t want to change, or things don’t go as we think they should, we don’t want the “burden” of having Jesus in our lives.  We don’t want the guilt of admitting we are sinners. We keep him at arm’s length, and even banish him completely, in order for us to stay “comfortable” in our current life choices.

We are living in a time of great delusion, perversion, and immorality.  We have lost the ability to love each other, and in many cases, do not even have a clue as to how to have a real and true relationship with those that God places in our lives.

We are engrossed in our own circle of diversion that blind us to the Truth…which is Jesus.

In times of trouble we beg God to change our lives and perform miracles for ourselves and our loved ones.

All the while, surrounded with our arrogant and sinful lives.  We have the audacity to ask for miracles, for God to prove he is God, at the same time that we refuse to even consider changing our lives.

We surround ourselves with distractions…movies, music, books, fashion, politics, culture, spiritualism, fleshly desires, and miss what has always been right in our grasp.  Just like Herod, and his “posse.”

Did you notice the line, “I’m dying to be shown that You are not just any man.”  Yes, our spirits are dying, and in need of Jesus’ saving grace.  Our souls are longing to be saved.

If we only dare to break away from the deceit and sin that we have surrounded ourselves in…and humbly ask Jesus into our hearts and lives. To choose to believe, and then  pray that Jesus blesses us with the gift of faith.

And we must be willing to walk away from the ideas and things that are holding us captive in our self-imposed desolation.

Only then will we realize full relationship with Jesus…by trusting him and his ways in our lives, even when we might not see our prayers being answered in the way we think they should be.

My prayer is that in the midst of our confusion and the deceit that the world is surrounding us with, that we allow Jesus to shine his light into our souls and illuminate the darkness that resides within us.

And that we take that crucial step of faith toward the mercy and grace that Jesus is offering us…and allow him to start peeling away the layers of deception that have kept us from him.

Only then will we understand the miracles that are happening around us each and every moment. Even when we do not “demand” those miracles.

 

Jesus replied, “It is also written: ‘Do not put the Lord your God to the test.”  Matt 4:7

Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths. Proverbs 3:5-6 

if my people who are called by my name humble themselves, and pray and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin and heal their land.

2 Chronicles 7:14

 

 

 

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We are Covered

While I was praying the sorrowful mysteries of the rosary, my mind was overtaken with some of my past sins.  The kind that fill me with shame…the ones that linger in my mind every once in a while.

After a moment or two of feeling that guilt and shame, a vision that I had a few months ago (while saying the rosary) filled my being.

In this vision, I was the guilty one, and just about to be punished for my sins.  I deserved it, for my sins were many.  Jesus was bent over me, with his eyes firmly and lovingly set on mine.  The whip started flying…I could hear the sound of the cords cutting through the air and feel them ripping into  Jesus’ body.  I could feel his spirit, smell his scent in the moist air and feel his body wince with every connection of that whip against his flesh. I felt tremendous fear, however, Jesus never broke His loving and merciful gaze that pierced straight into my soul.  He lovingly protected me from each and every blow, and my body was never touched.

At that moment, I understood the amazing love that Jesus offers to me and all of us.  He came to Earth to save us…to suffer in our place for the sins that we have committed and are still committing.  He has placed Himself between us and our deserved punishment…and is still there for us.

He covers us in His love, mercy, and in His blood.

We must always remember, that when Jesus was beaten, blasphemed, mocked and crucified, these atrocities were not forced upon Him.  He offered Himself for us.  His life was not taken from Him…He offered His Body as atonement for our sins.  His life was given.

Freely, and without reserve.

What are we willing to offer Him of ourselves?

That is something that we must all think about on this precious Friday, and on every day that we are blessed with.

What are we willing to offer Him?

 

And he took bread, gave thanks and broke it, and gave it to them, saying, “This is my body given for you; do this in remembrance of me.”

In the same way, after the supper he took the cup, saying, “This cup is the new covenant in my blood, which is poured out for you.”   Luke 22:19-20

For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.  John 3:16

But He was pierced through for our transgressions,
He was crushed for our iniquities;
The chastening for our well-being fell upon Him,
And by His scourging we are healed.  Isaiah 53:5


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Becoming Real

“Real isn’t how you are made,’ said the Skin Horse. ‘It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real.’

‘Does it hurt?’ asked the Rabbit.  

‘Sometimes,’ said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. ‘When you are Real you don’t mind being hurt.’

‘Does it happen all at once, like being wound up,’ he asked, ‘or bit by bit?’

‘It doesn’t happen all at once,’ said the Skin Horse. ‘You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”
― Margery Williams BiancoThe Velveteen Rabbit

Wow, after all these years of reading this excerpt from “The Velveteen Rabbit,” my heart still fills up and overflows through my eyes.

This beautiful story was one of my favorites since I was a little girl.  My sister, Patti, used to read it to me over and over again.  Sometimes I have to wonder how much I understood…which words reached out and grabbed my child self…how much did I truly understand?

Sometimes we don’t need to understand.  Sometimes love touches us in ways we can never explain. 

This world that we live in, is always attempting to teach us that real love is easy, always sexy, and  beautiful…according to the “world’s” standards.

We are led to believe that we all need to be “sexy” and are bombarded with companies that want to fill that need.  With skin care, cosmetics, hair products, books, health drinks, drugs, clothes, plastic surgery…the list goes on and on.

We are also led to believe that the moment our marriage (or relationship) is no longer as sexy as the world deems it should be, in order to be fulfilled and happy, we must leave that marriage.

Don’t believe the lie.

True love is not always pretty.  True love is not always “sexy.”  True love is not always easy.

However, true love touches us and fills us like nothing else.  It is the one thing that we are looking for and is always there right before our eyes.

We just need to open our eyes

To see the beauty of a couple working through struggles that are piercing their hearts like daggers…but they refuse to give up on each other, or their marriage.

To see the beauty of a family, engulfed in pain and grief, surrounding their dying loved one with love, peace, and comfort. And to see the beauty of a soul detaching from this world, and being drawn to another.

To see the beauty of aging, and to realize that those “old” people we are seeing, and sometimes ignoring, have a lifetime of wisdom and experience that they could share with us…if we would just take the time to listen.

To see the beauty in those with open hearts, and no matter what they are experiencing in their own personal lives, always have the time to give something of what they have.

To see the beauty of suffering.  Yes…suffering will always exist in this world.  The beauty comes in uniting our suffering with Jesus on the cross, looking past the pain and hardship, and seeing Jesus through it all.

To not just focus on the risen Christ, but on the real love and suffering it took to get to that place.  Jesus did not save us by the “love” that the world teaches.  It was not pretty, sexy, or easy.

What it was…was REAL.

What Jesus gave us is everything.

Do we understand what “real” and true love really are?  Do we truly understand?

Real is the suffering, and the giving, that eventually show up as “most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby.”

“Once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.

Being real doesn’t happen all at once.  “You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept.”

Being real is the day to day infusion of God’s love, and the openness to truth and mercy.

Let us all strive to be real. That is what the world truly needs.


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A Box of Treasures

Yesterday, something rare happened here in San Luis Obispo, CA.  It was overcast…no sun at all, and lightly rained all day.  We desperately need the precipitation, so it was a very good thing!

The peaceful sound of the rain, and the cooler temperature brought calm to my spirit, and I decided to use this cozy time indoors to go through my box of old greeting cards.

Do you save greeting cards, notes, and letters that are sent to your family?  I always have, because I treasure all of them.

When we made our big move from the East Coast to the West Coast, I needed to do some major downsizing.  This was a painful process for me.  Layer by layer, I was able to sell, donate or give away more than half of our possessions.  It wasn’t easy, and I had a huge job ahead of me when I went through my cards and all the papers/drawings from my two sons that I had saved.  I managed to dwindle it all down to one box…which I haven’t gone through until yesterday.

Now I know that some of you completely understand what I am talking about, and some of you just can’t understand why greeting cards or letters from years ago would be so treasured.  Some people believe that cards are a waste of money and meaningless, and others believe that cards are a waste of resource and bad for the planet.

I believe that cards and letters can be life changing and sometimes even life savers. 

There is a specialness about receiving personal cards, notes, or letters, whether it be through the Post Office or personally delivered.  There is the immediate feeling of happiness in knowing that someone is thinking of us, and the anticipation while opening.

Any greeting is wonderful and appreciated…whether it is an email, text, or a card or letter.  However, a physical card that has been lovingly made or chosen for the recipient…or a letter written and actually signed by the giver…becomes a treasure. 

Those treasures actually touched the senders’ hands and remain a tangible reminder of their love and concern for us. 

I consider a box of old greeting cards and letters to be quite like a diary.

It is a timeline of a life.

When my mom passed away, I had the privilege of going through her cards…she kept EVERYTHING!  I learned so much about her and my dad, as I read all of the cards and letters that she had kept through the years.  The ones that really touched my heart were the sympathy cards she received from so many when my dad passed away.  I felt a reverence as I read each and every card and letter that she had kept.  I kept only a few, however, felt that I respected her memory by reading about her life through the words of concern and love from those who loved her.

Yesterday turned out to be an enlightening day for me.  I reread all of the sympathy cards sent to me after my mother’s death.  When first received they were comforting, however, at that time I was kind of going through life in auto-pilot.  Yesterday, the pouring out of love and condolences from friends and family’s correspondence, literally warmed my heart and brought tears to my eyes.

Sometimes it is easy to forget the great love that is present in our lives…there is so much darkness in the world.  These little, tangible reminders re-ignite the flicker of light and love in our hearts.

There were cards over the years from my friends, family, and husband that fill my heart just thinking about them.  Old love letters from my hubby before we were married…and then personal notes and cards from him that document our growth as a couple. Wow!

Cards and notes from my mom and dad, and my mother in law, in their handwriting that I will never be able to see from them again.  Words of love, appreciation, gratefulness, and wit, from my sons through the years.

You can’t put a price tag on those things, and the memories and feelings they evoke.

I have also saved thank you notes.  You know, when I feel the call to send a note or card to someone, or gift them in a particular way, I just send the love, and then put it out of my mind.  Reading the thank you notes helped me to remember all the times that God has led me to send a gift, letter, or card, only to find out that it was a time when they truly needed to know someone was thinking of them.

Isn’t God amazing?  And isn’t it amazing to be blessed with the opportunity to become a vessel that He works through to touch someone in our lives?

We are all interconnected in and through Jesus.  We are all parts of the same body…the Body of Christ.

It is a privilege to reach out to others, and a blessing when others reach out to us.  That privilege and blessing has One Source…Our Loving God.  May we always be open to His Presence, Love and Mercy.

 

“Love must be sincere. Hate what is evil; cling to what is good. Be devoted to one another in love. Honor one another above yourselves. Never be lacking in zeal, but keep your spiritual fervor, serving the Lord. Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer. Share with the Lord’s people who are in need. Practice hospitality. Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse. Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn. Live in harmony with one another.”    Romans 12:9-16

Above all, keep fervent in your love for one another, because love covers a multitude of sins.  1 Peter 4:8

 

 

 

 

 

 


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Unless You Become Like Children

Last night my husband and I had the most entertaining and special time.  We had our 23 month old grandson, Brayden, over for a sleepover.

What fun!  We all enjoyed each and every minute that we shared together.  You know what moments I am talking about.  The ones that are completely special while doing nothing special.

Moments spent building houses with blocks, reading favorite books, giggling together while Brayden paraded around in our shoes and slippers, being with him as he pointed to all the interesting things he found, including snow globes that completely fascinated him, and wind up Santas and Snowmen that played music.  Time flew by as we sang songs, cuddled, and were just plain goofy together.

When it was Brayden’s bedtime, I thought that it was the end of our beautiful night together…and we started his bedtime ritual.  His jammies were on, his teeth were brushed, and his stories were read.  I cuddled with him a little, and as I rocked him, I felt his little head nestle into my neck.  What a precious feeling that is!

Sooo…I laid him down in his cushioned pack and play, in the spare room, for the night.

Now, I have watched him many times, and he is a good napper and sleeper for me.  When it is at his house.  But although he feels secure with us, he wasn’t so sure about spending the night in a different room and a different bed..even with his familiar sound machine and favorite blanket.

As I turned out the light, and started to close the door, I heard him whimper my name in the most pitiful little cry. All I heard was a faint “Gigi.”  (his name for me…pronounced GeeGee with a hard G) He melted my heart, and I turned back to him.

His pained little face with tears welling in his eyes were all I needed to gather him back in my arms to comfort him.

I know at this point, many will “judge” me because I shouldn’t spoil him!  However, grandmas are not bound by all the same rules as parents:-)

The best part of the night was the forty five minutes that followed, and will remain in my heart forever.

I laid the little guy down in his makeshift bed, and told him it was time for sleep.  As I rubbed his back, I told him I would stay with him.  I turned out the light, closed the door, and laid down on the floor right next to him.  He was positioned in the corner of the playpen, and I was facing him, with only the netting between us.   It was completely dark, so we could not see each other.

He was quiet, and I could hear his rhythmic breathing.  After about fifteen minutes, I thought he was sleeping.

Then, I felt his presence close to me, and his warm breath breathing down on me.  I heard a whispered “Gigi” and realized that he had popped his head up in the darkness to see if I was still there.  I answered, “Gigi is here,” and he laid back down without a sound.  We went through the exact same scenario about five or six times before he felt safe enough to fall asleep.

What really touched my heart, as his grandma, was the inner knowing…that he was looking to me for comfort, and trusted me in a way that allowed him to feel secure enough to “let go”.

He just needed to know if I was still there.

My mind turned to this Bible Verse:

At that time the disciples came to Jesus, saying, “Who is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven?”  And calling to him a child, he put him in the midst of them,  and said, “Truly, I say to you, unless you turn and become like children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.  Whoever humbles himself like this child, he is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.  Matthew 18:1-4

Unless you turn and become like children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.  Whoever humbles himself like this child, he is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.  

How can we humble ourselves like a child, so that we can enter the kingdom of heaven?

One way would be to follow Brayden’s example.  When he was afraid in the darkness, in his innocence he called out my name…just to make sure I was still there.  He could not see me, but he knew my voice when I answered him, and he felt my presence.  He didn’t stop himself from calling out time after time.  Once he felt secure that I was with him, he had no trouble falling asleep.  He slept peacefully all night.

And when he woke up in the morning, and called out to me, I was still there for him.

We should never be afraid to call out to Jesus when we are afraid, hurt, or in darkness.  As many times as we need to.  In our darkness and despair, we will learn to feel His Presence and hear His voice.  Sometimes, it will take many cries, of “Jesus, are you there?”  

Once you feel the love of Jesus wash over you, like Brayden you will be able to finally let go.  As you learn to recognize the voice of Jesus, you will find the peace and mercy that will allow your spirit to rest comfortably in the knowledge that you are loved, and you are never alone.

Always remember that truth…you are loved and you are never alone!

 

 

 

 

 

 


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How Could I Know?

While the New Year is waiting to be discovered in a few days, my mind is being drawn to the unfolding of this past year and all the years preceding it.  

How many times do we ask ourselves where God is in our lives, and what difference can we possibly make in the lives of those around us or in the world?

Looking at things day to day, it is difficult to see where Divine Intervention may be at work…much as it is difficult to see the subtle physical changes in the ones we see every day.  From one day to the next, we do not really see faces and bodies change.  It is in the looking back that we can see the change from one year to the next.

Sometimes, it is only in the looking back that opens our eyes to where the Lord has worked in our lives.  In ways that seemed to be insignificant at the time…the Lord worked through our faith steps and our choices, to create something of great value and beauty.  A beauty that He already knew was there…and was weaving a masterpiece, behind the scenes, to reveal that loveliness to us.

We live our lives day to day, making the small and huge decisions that are set in front of us.  Those choices create realities in our lives…positive and negative.

However, even the decisions we’ve made that weren’t the best, could be used by God for good.  For He is always seeking ways to draw us to Himself.  Our sins and bad choices, could be a vessel of good, when we repent and ask the Lord to work through us to touch others in His Love.

I have been thinking a lot about some decisions that I have made throughout the years…and how God worked His love and mercy through them.  Sometimes, in ways that I could never even fathom.

How could I have known:

That my mother’s decision to make a call to an old friend regarding a job for my seventeen year old self, and my decision to apply for that position, would lead me to meeting my future husband, and two of my best friends.  Being that the job was in a restaurant, and I was a waitress, there were many things I learned…such as responsibility, humility, and the faint beginnings of “people skills.”

That my decision to date a boy, (my future husband,)  versus a boyfriend that I had held onto in my heart for a few years, would lead me to an amazingly wonderful man, and to the loving marriage that we are now blessed with.  That one decision, led to our two sons, their wives, and now…grandchildren.  There were twists and turns, however, God was always there, working our daily choices into something beautiful.

That the decision to attend a “Christ Renews His Parish” renewal weekend at our Church, would open my heart to the Love of Jesus, and place me on the path to a real relationship with Him.  The Lord used my tiny step in faith on that weekend, to change me from believing there is a God (in my head) to knowing there is a God. (in my heart)  A HUGE difference in my life.  An even bigger difference once Joe (my husband) made his own decision to attend the men’s weekend!

That the decision to join a Multi Level Marketing Company, would open me up to great personal growth.  Slowly, but surely, I learned to truly listen to the needs of those around me, and learned that integrity and authenticity were crucial in Christian life.  I also was guided into public speaking…one of my hugest fears.  There were times where I spoke to an audience of over a thousand people.  And I enjoyed it, because I was sharing about something I believed in, and sharing my heart.  Looking back now, I see how the Lord used that business to teach me the foundation of getting to know my true self.

That the decision to bring my mother to live with us after my dad passed away, would lead me to knowing love in a way I never could have planned on my own.  That the daily ups and downs, and also the little tidbits that I would learn about my mother, would lead me to know her in a way that I never did while growing up.  And then to be the one that God chose to care for her during her end of life.  The perfect love that permeated the room around my mom during her last days with us on this earth, has never left me.  It was tangible…I could literally feel the presence of The Holy Spirit, and also knew that she was experiencing heaven before she passed away.

That the decision to considerably downsize our belongings, and move across the country to CA near our son and daughter in law, would lead us to the incredible experience and privilege of being a part of their lives…a part of our grandson’s life.  And now, our younger son and his wife are expecting our first granddaughter, and we are much closer than we were to their home in Denver, where hopefully  we will be a part of her life as well.  That move also brought us to new friends, and new ways to serve God by being His vessel.

None of these decisions and their consequences along the way were easy, and the changes orchestrated by God sometimes took longer than I would have planned for myself.  However, the Lord is weaving a masterpiece that includes much more than me.  We are all connected, as the Body of Christ, and there are consequences to our actions that affect others, in a direction that we are unable to see.

I have learned to trust in the Lord with all of my heart, instead of just focusing on myself.  Because…And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose.  Romans 8:28  

 All things work together, for those that love Him…even when we sin and our choices are not the best.  That is when He is working the closest in our lives.

May the Lord open your eyes to the ways he has worked in your life through the choices you have made, and may He carry you in His love, wisdom, peace and mercy throughout the New Year!

 

 

 

 


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Change the World

Somehow, the horror of the Las Vegas shootings sparked me to turn a corner in my faith life, in a way that I haven’t felt before.

More than ever, my eyes are opened to seeing a world filled with emptiness and confusion …allowing Satan to work through hearts without solid faith in Jesus and the protection of the Holy Spirit.

I am hearing and seeing pure hatred spewing from many mouths, from many different directions.  This hatred is revealed through despair, bitterness, deception, immorality, and the inability or downright refusal to accept love, forgiveness, and the mercy of God.  I am seeing much arrogance, pride and greed…which opens doors to the evil one.

No matter what laws are changed, or what the “experts” suggest we should do to stop the carnage, the hatred and evil seem to be exponentially growing.

Do you know why?  Because the government, the thought police, and new laws will never have the ability to change the hearts of men.  The only way to change the hearts of men is through God…the Holy Spirit.

Which leads me to what the Lord revealed to me last week while I was at Mass.  Since the Vegas shootings, I have been trying to attend daily Mass regularly, and have been praying that the Lord show me where I need to make changes, and how I fit in to His plan.  How I can be a vessel of His love, so that eyes will be opened and hearts converted.

When I attend daily Mass, I walk to the Mission San Luis Obispo de Tolosa.  The Mission is peaceful and reverent, and I feel encircled by God when I am there.

So, on this particular day, after I received the Holy Eucharist, I walked down a side aisle and passed the Tabernacle.  Out of habit, I bowed.  In a split second, I remembered  that the Tabernacle was empty, because the chalice containing the Body of Christ was removed for the Communion distribution.  At the same time I was having that thought, the Lord said to me, “I am not in the Tabernacle…it is empty.  I am now within YOU.”

Wow, that thought hit me like a ton of bricks.  When we receive  Jesus in the Eucharist, each one of us is a Tabernacle.  Jesus is truly within us. He is in us, and we are in Him at the same time.  He sees through our eyes, hears through our ears, touches through our hands, and loves through our hearts.  At the same time, we see through His eyes, hear through His ears, touch through His hands, and love through His Sacred Heart.

Doesn’t that fill you with joy?  Doesn’t it also give new meaning to living in such a way that our lives glorify the Lord?  He is living inside us…and we are responsible for all the places we take Him to…the images, sounds, smells, experiences, thoughts.  Nothing is hidden.  Nothing.

We, as Christians,  need to stop living for ourselves, and make the decision to live for God.  To be a blessing to our friends, family, and all we meet.  To constantly confess our sins, repent, and accept the Lord’s forgiveness and mercy.  To live in a way that glorifies GOD, not ourselves.  To pray and make sacrifices for forgiveness of sins and the conversion of souls.

For that is the part we all play in the Lord’s Divine Will…each of us in our own unique way.  We must be an oasis of light and love for the Lord to work through.  One heart at a time.

That is what will change the world.  Only the Truth and Love itself…Jesus.