The following shows that the saints are still among us if if we live in the loving compassion of our God, we can be one with them.
Beatification cause opened for courageous Argentinean mother who rejected abortion
BUENOS AIRES, February 6 (CNA) - Archbishop Guillermo Jose Garlatti of Bahia Blanca has opened the cause for beatification of the Servant of God, Maria Cecilia Perrin de Buide who refused cancer treatments in order save her unborn daughter Augustina.The tribunal that will investigate the heroism of Cecilia Perrin, who was a member of the Focolare movement, will include Father Marino Giampetruzzi, Father Elio Ricca and Alejandra Belfoire.Cecilia Perrin died on March 1, 1985 at the age of 28, when she gave up her life for her daughter and refused to undergo an abortion. In February of 1984, while already pregnant, Perrin was diagnosed with cancer. Her daughter Agustina was born in July of 1984. By the time she gave birth, however, the cancer had already progressed toolic an untreatable stage, and Cecilia died eight months later.Her remains are interred at the Mariapolis Lia Cemetery in the Buenos Aires province and hundreds visit the place each year, especially pregnant women who pray for her intercession. On November 10, 2005 the Holy See declared Perrin a Servant of God, thus paving the way for the opening of her cause for beatification and canonization.
Father, grant us the courage to live as one of your saints. May the decisions we make in our lives give glory to your kingdom of life and love. We ask this in the name of your Son Jesus, through the prompting of the Holy Spirit.
The musings of a Secular Franciscan who is following imperfectly the surer footsteps of St. Francis to and through Christ as a pilgrim through this world. Listen! The King is coming!
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Tuesday, February 06, 2007
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Lifesupport: FORGET THE DUCK
The following story speaks to me about our relationship with God, why reconciliation is a sacrament and renews my thankfulness to God for His great Love. I newly accept His gift of freedom!
FORGET THE DUCK! from www.LifeSupportSystem.com
Richard Hoefler, in his book WILL DAYLIGHT COME? (1979, C S SPublishing Company), tells about two young children visiting their grandparents for the summer. Johnny was given his first slingshot. He practiced shooting in the woods, but missed everything he aimed at.As he returned to Grandma's back yard, however, he spied her pet duck. It wasn't the only duck she kept, but it was her favorite. Onan impulse he took aim and let it fly. This time he didn't miss. His stone struck and killed the duck. The boy panicked. He didn't mean to hurt the bird -- he was even sure he'd miss! But he had killed it. His panic grew to desperation and he hid the duck in the woodpile, only to look up and see his sister. Sally had seen it all, but she said nothing to her grandparents. After lunch that day Grandma said, "Sally, let's wash the dishes."Sally said, "Johnny told me he wanted to help in the kitchen today. Didn't you Johnny?" She whispered to him, "Remember the duck."(Blackmailed by his sister!) So Johnny did the dishes. Later Grandpa asked if the children wanted to go fishing. Grandma said, "I'm sorry, but I need Sally to help make supper." Sally smiled and said, "That's all taken care of, Johnny wants to do it." Again she whispered, "Remember the duck." Johnny stayed while Sally went fishing. Johnny did both his chores and Sally's for several days, and could stand it no longer. He confessed to Grandma that he'd killed the duck.She said, "I know Johnny." She gave him a big hug and added, "I was standing at the window and saw the whole thing. But because I love you, I forgave you. I just wondered how long you would let Sally make a slave of you."His grandmother was more ready to forgive then he was even to ask for forgiveness. Similarly, we are surrounded by more grace than we may realize. But a disturbing inner voice often whispers, "Remember the duck. Remember the duck." Some people live their whole lives enslaved by the voice that says, "Remember the duck." They never let themselves be forgiven! They don't know the meaning of deep peace. They are seldom free of guilt and feel as if happiness only comes to others more deserving.What does it matter if the whole world were to love us, and accept us in spite of our failings, if we persist in feeling badly? Are you sick of feeling sick about the mistakes of your past?Maybe it's time to forget the duck! After you've done all you can to rectify the past, then it's time to put it down. Forget the duck -- and be free.
FORGET THE DUCK! from www.LifeSupportSystem.com
Richard Hoefler, in his book WILL DAYLIGHT COME? (1979, C S SPublishing Company), tells about two young children visiting their grandparents for the summer. Johnny was given his first slingshot. He practiced shooting in the woods, but missed everything he aimed at.As he returned to Grandma's back yard, however, he spied her pet duck. It wasn't the only duck she kept, but it was her favorite. Onan impulse he took aim and let it fly. This time he didn't miss. His stone struck and killed the duck. The boy panicked. He didn't mean to hurt the bird -- he was even sure he'd miss! But he had killed it. His panic grew to desperation and he hid the duck in the woodpile, only to look up and see his sister. Sally had seen it all, but she said nothing to her grandparents. After lunch that day Grandma said, "Sally, let's wash the dishes."Sally said, "Johnny told me he wanted to help in the kitchen today. Didn't you Johnny?" She whispered to him, "Remember the duck."(Blackmailed by his sister!) So Johnny did the dishes. Later Grandpa asked if the children wanted to go fishing. Grandma said, "I'm sorry, but I need Sally to help make supper." Sally smiled and said, "That's all taken care of, Johnny wants to do it." Again she whispered, "Remember the duck." Johnny stayed while Sally went fishing. Johnny did both his chores and Sally's for several days, and could stand it no longer. He confessed to Grandma that he'd killed the duck.She said, "I know Johnny." She gave him a big hug and added, "I was standing at the window and saw the whole thing. But because I love you, I forgave you. I just wondered how long you would let Sally make a slave of you."His grandmother was more ready to forgive then he was even to ask for forgiveness. Similarly, we are surrounded by more grace than we may realize. But a disturbing inner voice often whispers, "Remember the duck. Remember the duck." Some people live their whole lives enslaved by the voice that says, "Remember the duck." They never let themselves be forgiven! They don't know the meaning of deep peace. They are seldom free of guilt and feel as if happiness only comes to others more deserving.What does it matter if the whole world were to love us, and accept us in spite of our failings, if we persist in feeling badly? Are you sick of feeling sick about the mistakes of your past?Maybe it's time to forget the duck! After you've done all you can to rectify the past, then it's time to put it down. Forget the duck -- and be free.
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