tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251756592011-12-23T23:20:21.682-05:00Theology of the Body, Psychology, But Mostly Other Random StuffOne Thoughthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12910943405117139333noreply@blogger.comBlogger1261100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25175659.post-46166278390561100952011-12-23T22:23:00.003-05:002011-12-23T23:20:21.692-05:00

I feel like if I don't do this now, I'll completely ignore it. Last year's was a bit late. This year's gonna be a bit early =P Besides, I don't think anything earth-shatteringly different is going to happen to me next week. Here we go...CareerOne more semester left! It's a contradictory feeling... of things passing by so slowly and so quickly simultaneously. I'm also well on my way of getting a

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After hours of trying to pass time until my next client comes along, I've finally resorted to revisiting this blog. (You're welcome, you-know-who-you-are).I guess you could say that there's been a lot that's been going on, so I'm not sure what to ruminate on, or even where to begin. I've been going through a lot of ups and downs spiritually and emotionally. Just when I begin to think I'm

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It's only been less than 24 hours since the event ended, but I'm already realizing what a truly profound experience this was for me. On a side note (already), this only reinforces my love-hate relationship with Cunae conferences: the highest of highs and the lowest of lows for me in terms of serving God is always conference-related. And, as I am reflecting on this experience in its entirety (

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"Behold, I am the handmaid of the Lord. May it be done to me according toyour word." ~ Lk 1:38When, exactly, did I begin to think that I can only pray in a church? This realization is staggering, because of the absurdity of it all. All the more reason why my reconsecration to Jesus through Mary later this evening is even more poignant, something I've been eagerly looking forward to. It's a been a

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It's a bit macabre to take advantage of a professor's class cancellation and paper deadline postponement due to a death in his family, but here I am anyway =P I think it's official now: I don't have any real urges to write on this blog anymore, or perhaps write in general. I feel like my thoughts ought to be more private. It's not like I think less these days, far from it. The simple urge to

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For the first time in the x amount of years I've been doing this, I am late. Typically, these reflections should be done before the new year begins but let this obvious bout of procrastination be telling of how my life has been in general this past year =PCareerI am still in my program but now I'm seeing clients! Clients are.... hard. They're stubborn, with a certain amount of ingenuousness that

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Pain.I haven't posted in ages. Mainly because there was nothing to write about. Rather, I was not capable of writing. For instance, the fact that I'm seeing clients this semester, after years of expressing trepidation on this blog, went unnoticed in internet-land. I felt no desire to write of it, or share my experiences thus far. In short, they have been positive.The pain, then, is more related

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I'm trying to read more for leisure. One theory as to why my interest in writing has waned is because I don't really read anymore. I don't read things that fire my imagination. I don't titillate over word play or ponder over profound metaphors. I've lost interest in romance presented in literary fashion. I don't let myself be swept away with impossibilities or paradoxes.My brain is bored.I think

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Well this is a rare circumstance: an urge to write when I'm NOT depressed. Will wonders never cease?Also, it helped to pick up a Henri Nouwen book (titled, The Inner Voice of Love) and select a chapter to meditate on. "Live Patiently with the 'Not Yet'" was the chapter title that caught my eye tonight and I knew, as soon as I started reading it, that my selection was more than fortuitous. Praise

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While I've been observing a decrease in my posts lately (down to once a month), what I find more troubling is my growing apathy towards writing. Is this maturity, or something else?It's been a whirlwind, spiritually. I feel like I just got off a roller-coaster and am now trying to get my bearings on solid ground again. It's not very easy, considering the family situation (what else is new), and I

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One month passes.... Perhaps I am at a point where I'm tipping into this mysterious realm of wisdom. Very mysterious.Perhaps evidence of this mystery is present in my current state of mind right before this weekend's Life in the Spirit Seminar. My state of mind being calm, peaceful, and most of the time, relaxed. I do have those tiny moments where I can feel panic struggling to surface but

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Bishop Slattery's Sermon in Washington, D.C.Given on the 5th anniversary of Ratzinger's ascension to the papacy this past weekend, this is an amazing sermon. The blogger's little insertions in the transcript made me laugh a little too =) Oorah!On a somewhat unrelated note, I was thinking recently how I didn't blog at all this month until now. I was also thinking about how I tend to blog when

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I haven't posted a "news" article in a while. Below is an opine from Archbishop Chaput of the Archdiocese of Denver. The Catholic people there are certainly blessed to have him as their local spiritual leader.A Bad Bill and How We Got ItWith that said, the thing that bothers me most about this bill (besides its sneaky pro-abortion points) is making it mandatory to buy health insurance. While I

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I was asked to think/reflect a bit on St. Joseph tonight, for my own spiritual good. Given that it's been a while since I blogged, I thought this would be a nice way to kill two birds with one stone.The existence of St. Joseph is actually a kind of relief. Here was a man with no great talent or superhuman gift, entrusted with the awesome task of being head of a household that had Mary and Jesus

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Quite frankly, I feel like I've been stuck between a rock and hard place the last few weeks, with all the ups and downs that have unfolded before me. It's now gone to a point where I feel immobilized (literally) and totally unmotivated to do anything. I've skipped classes so far simply because I preferred to languish in my solitary apartment. My Lenten sacrifices haven't been going well since

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To Keep A True LentIs this a Fast, to keep The larder lean? And cleanFrom fat of veals and sheep?Is it to quit the dish Of flesh, yet still To fillThe platter high with fish?Is it to fast an hour, Or ragg’d to go, Or showA down-cast look and sour?No: ‘tis a Fast to dole Thy sheaf of wheat And meatUnto the hungry soul.It is to fast from strife And old debate, And hate;To circumcise thy

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Around every February for the past few years, I dust off St. Montfort's book on the Virgin Mary and spend about a month reading it. It makes me glad to do so, as I am reminded of her humility and it reawakens my awe of the fact that God chose to enter to our world through her.I mean, there are so many other, more grander ways to announce His entrance, arrive in style, so to speak. But He chose to

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Received a good reminder today about knowing when to recall how amazing God is. It's way too easy to slip up and forget how Real He is, how Present, and how Passionate He is with each and every one of us. Also, I'm concluding that for my own sake, Confession once a month is way too scarce.Today's First Reading helped a lot with the reminding (as emphasized by the priest's homily). David kills

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Perhaps it's because I am in the midst of a very long winter break that I have this urge to write.... but I don't know what to write about. I would very much like to write a story one day that can somehow encompass my life experiences in some kind of fantastical way, but I have no inspiration. I tried picking up a story I was in the middle of writing years and years ago, and found that the

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Every once in a while, I find myself really looking forward to my death-- not in a morbid, suicidal way, but in the eagerness and anticipation of finally meeting God. Because I think that meeting with God will explain everything that's happened in my life. As a person who's always trying to figure out why things are the way they are, I can't wait for that Someone to explain my life to me.I've

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It's that time of year again... time can pass so quickly as one gets older. I feel like if I blink I'll suddenly be 70 wondering what the heck happened, God willing, of course. While it has been a very difficult year for me, I am still very amazed at my own high level of optimism and hope. The grace of God is a wonderful thing that too few people still under-appreciate.CareerI am now firmly

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The semester is pretty much over. Now I have some much needed time to just *think*.Last week, it was one of those rare moments where I came face to face with my limitation. And it drew me up short because before that, I was stating my desire to become a saint WAY too easily, and much too naively. Momentarily stunned, it took me a day or two before I realized how the love of God can so easily

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Going on a retreat for the sake of going and not having to serve was awesome. And relaxing, which makes that even more awesome-er. It was a real blessing to be able to withdraw from everything going on in my life temporarily and bask in the presence of God.A sign of my growth, perhaps, is my lack of desire to figure out what I received this weekend. It was more of a reaffirmation of my love for

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Thanksgiving is typically my favorite secular holiday of the entire year. With all that has happened in the last month or so, I believe this will be the first Thanksgiving where nothing will happen. No turkey dinner, no helping my mom with the cooking, no camaraderie in the family.This is not to say that I have nothing to be thankful for. If possible, this is probably THE year I have most

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Since it's been a few weeks since my last blog entry, I don't even know where to begin, or even what to write about. Obviously, there have been many, many dramatic events and changes that happened in my life recently and I'm at a place right where I just want to move on.In the last three weeks, I had an unusually exorbitant amount of energy. I found a place and moved within a week, for crying out

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So I haven't blogged in a while... many things have happened this month, not even very good things. Yet I come out of it almost unscathed and march on like a grim, battle-tempered soldier. Hah, the very imagery makes me want to mock myself.The truth is, things haven't been very good at home and certain events have led me to conclude that for my own sanity's sake, I must move out of my parents'

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Haven't been blogging recently because of my travels. Let me spend a few days recovering. In the meantime, I'll leave you with this:Obama: Defenders of traditional marriage 'would enshrine discrimination into our Constitution'and Homosexuality and True Compassion, Part 1Homosexuality and True Compassion, Part 2It's amazing that even with all the knowledge made available to everyone these days

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The archangels will always hold a special place in my heart, seeing that my birthday and their feast day will forever coincide. In fact, angels will always hold a special place in my heart. I hold one memory in particular that is very dear to me.This happened quite a few years ago when I was slowly beginning to encounter spiritual warfare on a personal level. Not saying that I was ever truly

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I hate it when I have an unexpected nightmare (unexpected in that I'm not very stressed so I have no reason to believe that I'll have one)... they tend to be quite unsettling.If anything, the nightmare reminds me of how little I am. It truly made me reflect on whether or not I'd be a good therapist. I have genuinely good people telling me that I will be but it's hard to bet on the future like

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Sing about that oh love it's a brittle madness, I sing about it in all my sadnessIt's not falsified to say that I found God soInevitably, well it still exists so pale and fine I can't dismissAnd I won't resist and if I die well at least I tried~ Jason MrazSunday, I happened to go to Mass twice, which is rare for me. I just mention it because the homily in both Masses carried the same message!

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I found a new book to obsess over. I haven't had this feeling since John and Stasi Eldredge's Captivating and Wild at Heart. The title is The Temperament God Gave You, written by Art and Laraine Bennett. It's awesome in so many ways because it really boils down the 4 basic temperaments that people will fall under, all the while defining the strengths and weaknesses of each temperament and how to

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You know, I had this whole thing about humility since I recently picked up No Greater Love, by Mother Teresa. But now that I've started writing this entry, I really don't feel like talking about it anymore. So much for sharing my morning reflection.I guess I'll say this much: humility is something I need to be constantly reminded about. I very often forget about it and move in such a way that I

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In a little more than a week, I will begin classes again. More specifically, I'll be definitively walking a path towards becoming a marriage and family therapist. This particular prospect makes me both excited and wary. I'm excited for obvious reasons (obvious to me, at least) but my wariness stems from what I may have to encounter; namely, attacks on the institution of marriage.I always had this

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In a very separate issue from my recent, previous blogs... it's one of those times where I've fallen short in so many ways and I know it because it's hanging over my head like a wet cloud. To see where I've come up short; to stare directly at my faults and weaknesses... my apathy... it's another journey into the desert. This time it's at night and it's cold and the wind is mercilessly whipping up

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In a lot of ways, this past Conference was about going back to Cunae's roots... my own roots... really acknowledging where it is that I belong. Both guest lecturers were my small group leaders at one retreat or another. Pro-life messages, shout-outs to Henri Nouwen and Mother Teresa, and of course, Mother Mary... I told a priest that this Conference was sending out messages I had always wanted to

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Just dropping in for a quick update. Pray for us this weekend! Many people are anticipating this as a huge event and that alone makes me a bit nervous. BUT! I personally anticipate many GREAT things will happen on Saturday, no matter who shows up =) Ad majorem dei gloriam!!

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Seminar came and went.... and now we are focusing on CONFERENCE.I'll probably mention this in my witness talk but I'll write it here first. The experience of it all has lately left me with feelings of gratitude. I am so grateful for everything right now, it's uncanny. People are really coming out of the woodwork and going out of their ways to help, to make sacrifices, to make this Conference

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Timing really is everything. Which makes it all the more important to just leave that to God and not worry about it.The one thing I am struggling with already, as a "leader," is this idea that I don't have to wait for someone's permission in order for me to make a decision and implement it. My entire life had always revolved around "getting" permission from some higher authority and resenting

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So I've been busy. Is that surprising?Finals came and went. Now I am using my two-week lull to get all the required documents for my applications together and send them all off before I start my one and only summer session.I suppose you can say that lots have happened in the past few weeks since my last post. I had thought about this blog from time to time but there was never really anything

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The simplest of answers always seems to have the most difficult of executions. Seems like God built irony right into the human condition. Maybe He thought He was being funny?I've concluded today that it really is the woman who holds the family together. It is so central a cornerstone that everything is for naught if she doesn't exist. But the amount of power she wields depends on her capacity for

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It's one of my favorite feast days in the Liturgical Year. I think it would be remiss of me to not post a blog on such a day.I think I'm slowly coming out of the vague morass I found myself in the last few weeks. Discovering exactly how to offer one's sufferings for reparations helped a lot. For whatever reason, I was never able to "get it" until recently. It does wonders because the last thing

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Completely and totally distracted. I never used to be like this. I can't concentrate on my work. I've totally lost sight of my long-term goals. All I can think of is my peripheral participation in the ongoing, childish drama that's unfolding before me and it angers me.My current thought: so this is how normal people deal with "it." "It" sucks. A lot.I also find depressing how utterly dependent I

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Peace is so fleeting in this world. At least, the kind that the world likes to offer.I'm in a terrible bind... nothing in a materialistic sort of way. It's more of the current family situation/atmosphere. I don't even know where to begin. One can usually argue that doctors don't necessarily have to get cancer in order to learn how to cure it. I've been thinking that perhaps God has a different

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http://catholicnewsagency.com/new.php?n=15575This is a good article that throws some relief on who Margaret Sanger really is.

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This isn't a search for God. At least, I don't think it is. I'm in an opportune time to re-evaluate where I've been and where I'm going and my search is more for what I kind of let go of while on the Road.What I acknowledge is this: it's become a LOT more difficult to be vulnerable. Even a year ago today when I was still involved with church retreats and whatnot, I wasn't really putting myself

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I guess I've temporarily ran out of things to say. I'm sure the verbal puke-age will start up again eventually but for now, you could argue that I am content enough with my life. When everything's hunky-dory, it's hard to write. Most famous writers were pretty crazy anyway.I'm on spring break right now and find it ironic how much my research group ropes me into doing things when I don't have

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After months of putzing around, I think I'm nearing my laziness limit. There're things I've been putting off for months now and I absolutely hate having things hanging over my head.In the past few weeks, God's allowed me to see how I am His instrument... it makes me happy, but mostly grateful. Not to mention, a little humbled. Maybe I can throw in a dash of awe as well.This morning, for whatever

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"For Christians," [Archbishop Chaput] explained, "hope is a virtue, not an emotional crutch or a political slogan. Virtus, the Latin root of virtue, means strength or courage. Real hope is unsentimental. It has nothing to do with the cheesy optimism of election campaigns. Hope assumes and demands a spine in believers. And that’s why – at least for a Christian -- hope sustains us when the real

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I haven't felt peaceful in a long time... long enough for me to recognize it the instant I experienced it a few days ago when God opened a door for me. Thank you, God.The journey in the valley was certainly a harrowing one this time around. Discovering unpleasant facts about your personal history and facing them honestly is never an easy road to walk through. I yearn for a second chance now, God

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"She has done a good work for Me." -- Mark 14:6If what we call love doesn't take us beyond ourselves, it is not really love. If we have the idea that love is characterized as cautious, wise, sensible, shrewd, and never taken to extremes, we have missed the true meaning. This may describe affection and it may bring us a warm feeling, but it is not a true and accurate description of love.Have you

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An old observation of mine that I'm sharing for the first time: whenever I enter a room, subway car, crowded space, whatever, people stare. At first, I thought it was simply a habit since my entrance is easily observable to everyone (re: subway car). But not really. I was walking down the aisle of a college cafeteria once and my friend who walked behind noticed that every single table stopped

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Happy Valentine's Day.I've only had a date on Valentine's Day once. The gentleman bought me a rose and gave me a handmade card. He was really sweet although at the time I lacked the sensitivity to appreciate it. This was years and years ago.The only reason why I'm displeased with this holiday is because I'm usually single and no one in their right mind would go out and buy me a rose or two. Such

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You know, I've been wondering why I've been in such a weird spiritual funk the past few weeks and it's leading me to speculate: maybe I forgot how to look for God. I've been so caught up with the "realities" of my life with all its ups and downs that it's completely getting in the way of my relationship with Him. I hardly spend time with Him anymore! He's like a boyfriend I'm totally taking for

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One of the hazards of taking an abnormal psych class is the risk of constantly diagnosing yourself with various mental disorders. So far, I've suspected that I was possibly bipolar, anxious, and prone to panic attacks. Fun list, huh?Other than that, I'm re-learning the joys and woes of following God. Oswald Chambers hit another homerun the other day:Anything that has a hint of dejection

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I've been on this weird cycle vacillating between being selfish and not being selfish. In a way, I do feel like I'm being tested on everything I've staked my beliefs on for the last 5 years. Things aren't so clear cut as they used to be. It's my descent into gray.I'm tired and frustrated. And life's beginning to get disappointing. How do I become like a child again, Lord?

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I haven't written  here in a while. Nearly two weeks is a long time for someone as verbose as I can be online. And the weird thing is, I think about what to write on this blog almost everyday. And for whatever reason, when I sit in front of my computer I proceed to procrastinate every way I can think of EXCEPT logging into this blog.Truth is, I feel like I haven't been myself lately. I had a

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I'm having this epiphany tonight. Very simply, I am mildly neurotic and crazy. Of course, I'll be a stellar diagnostician by the time I complete my Introduction to Abnormal Psychology course; so I will be able to importantly confirm this by May =P If you missed the sarcasm, you're the nut.Eh, I was gonna go into how I was projecting or living in some kind of weird denial or how immature or

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Classes are a lot more interesting this semester than last, mainly because of the amount of discussion encouraged by the professors. But it doesn't necessarily mean that they're all intellectually stimulating =P And I realized a bad habit/attitude of mine: I sincerely dislike "deep" conversations for the sake of just being "deep" or "intellectual." Ordinarily, I find that to be a waste of time

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Something is changing. I can't quite put my finger on it but there's something changing inside me. After realizing something so crucial and vital about God, I'm once again adrift. I'm not even sure if the change will be a good or bad thing. It's as if life is returning to its original muddle, away from the clarity I have "enjoyed" the past couple of months. The road to becoming a saint is

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Classes have started again. Only the first day today and I'm already wincing at the prospect of dealing with my day classes... I have surrounded myself with perky, undergrad chicks and I think their chatter is going to drive me nuts. So ironic... when I was in college, I was one of the 4-5 girls in a lecture hall filled with 50-100 students.  Now, there are only 3-4 dudes in today's class.... and

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As I predicted, these research interviews have been edging into my weekends like nobody's business. I've only done one so far... but at this rate, I'll be piling up the experience in no time. At least it has been a pleasant discovery for me: talking to strangers isn't so bad =PBecause of these interviews, serving for church on Sundays is totally out of the question. It made me think about how I'm

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As we go forth into the coming year, let it not be in the haste of impetuous, forgetful delight, nor with the quickness of impulsive thoughtlessness. But let us go out with the patient power of knowing that the God of Israel will go before us. Our yesterdays hold broken and irreversible things for us. It is true we have lost opportunities that will never return, but God can transform this

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I've been using this format for years now, ever since a friend structured her yearly reflection like this shortly after college. If it ain't broke, why fix it?  I would link to past reflections but I don't think it's worth looking for privatized Xanga entries and making them public again =P Now, on to a look back at 2008!CareerLast year I had mused over yet another career change and this year I

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I don't usually look forward to the new year. I usually just look at this whole ritual of staying up to welcome the calendar year change as some kind of weird tradition. The fact that the Dec. 31 to Jan. 1 transition isn't merely the "next day" and comes with it some kind of weird pressure to stay up and "celebrate" this "Next Day" of "next day's" is... really really strange, especially when I

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I've struggled with the concept of Advent over the past few years. It's supposed to be a time of penance but with none of the sorrow that comes with Lent. How is that possible? A friar put it best: "There's one group who gets it right: children." What do young kids do during the four weeks while they see their parents put up a Christmas tree, wrap presents, bake cookies, and put up the

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One more final tonight... but I am tired of learning! Too much information in my brain all at once makes me somewhat delirious.It's exciting to see my first semester of my chosen career path drawing to a close. I'll be much, much busier next semester, that much is obvious. But am I insane to think that I can still keep a social life? I feel like I can... I can practically guarantee that most of

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I don't know when it was that I started being happy again. The questions still remain but I'm now content with them being unanswered. I think this is a hint on how to live fully in the present moment... but I can't really say for certain =)I have been struggling with "longing to belong" for a while now. And no matter how concerned others are about my not serving in church anymore, for whatever

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Out of the many titles our Lady has, one of the few I'm particularly attracted to is Our Lady of Guadalupe, whose feast day is today. The symbology of the image that caused millions of Native Americans to convert just by looking at it... the fact that she is pregnant... Mary in this incarnation is THE epitome of theology of the body.Here's an informative/speculative link about how this name came

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Lord, can You forgive me for the way that I have beenBring this heart around to where it all beganI've been to blind to see the signs that You keep sendingSo I'm ready, no more pretending.[Chorus]Take my life, I need You nowDraw me closer! Draw me closer!I'm on my knees, I'm crying outDraw me closer, I want to be closer to You![rap] Cuz I'm too far, too far away, God,You are, You are the Way,

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Thank God for Mary.I used to get annoyed with her, actually.  Annoyed at her perfect obedience, her lack of stain of original sin... a woman who managed to be both Virgin and Mother simultaneously... why did the Church set her as the perfect model of what a Christian is supposed to be?  On paper, it seems completely impossible to imitate her.  If God can have a woman be born without original sin,

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I haven't had a good cry in a while... the last few months have been interesting for me, to say the least, and I know that I have not been adequately expressing my real feelings on this blog. The main reason is that I have long since identified what I was going through as "normal" and found no reason to elaborate on it. Tonight, however, helped me a great deal.I went to the Catholic

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Catholics aren't masochists... so then what else could explain the countless martyrs who willingly and joyfully went to their deaths (oftentimes via the cruelest methods possible)?  Unity with Christ on the Cross.  Knowledge/faith that God was indeed with them.  Discovering the secret joy that lay hidden within the Crucifixion: The Resurrection.I've been complaining a lot about my current

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My grandmother's second anniversary deathday is passing by with little fanfare.  I had meant to visit her grave by myself this past summer but never got a chance to go around doing it.  There's something very serene about cemeteries and I don't mean that in a morbid way.  The one where my grandmother is buried is a vast plot of land out in Long Island that's interspersed with chapels and

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Read story here.Just a quick thought/sharing before I return to studying for my two exams this week. Yes, I'm procrastinating =PI used to think that all religions were the same and that they all were just looking at a different part of an elephant. Many people today are too eager to point out the "similarities" between Buddhism and Catholicism but I think what the Dalai Lama claims about sex is

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Another question in meOne for the powers that beIt's got me thrown and soI put on my poker faceAnd try to figure it outThis undeniable doubtA common occurrenceFeeling so out of placeGuarded and cynical nowCan't help but wondering howMy heart evolved into aRock beating inside of meSo I reel, such a stoic ordealWhere's that feeling that I don't feel? There was a boy who had the faith to move a

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Every once in a while, I will get hit with an intense, aching, longing in my heart. It's amplified by my self-imposed isolation and the subsequent loneliness that comes with it. But it never upsets me or makes me depressed (although the tempting invitation is always close by). I usually attribute this as my personal longing for God coming to the forefront and it will inevitably make me wonder

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Medjugorje Message of November 25, 2008“Dear children! Also today I call you, in this time of grace, to pray for little Jesus to be born in your heart. May He, who is peace itself, give peace to the entire world through you. Therefore, little children, pray without ceasing for this turbulent world without peace, so that you may become witnesses of peace for all. May hope begin to flow through

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I'm not much of a beach person... but I do remember one of the best things about being in the sea was letting yourself float and let the waves gently rock you back and forth while the sun warmed your face.Sometimes, the Divine Mercy meditations will lead me into an "ocean of Mercy." I imagine myself in the middle of an endless ocean, floating. No direction, just completely surrounded and

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I keep warning myself over and over again about being impatient with school. And the temptation to quit and run away has sometimes been overwhelming. I can clearly see the two "sides" that are struggling inside me and the result is making me extremely apathetic. Once again, I feel like running away from a conflict.Less than the actual schoolwork, or the bureaucratic nonsense I'll have to deal

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Any bishop here would be willing, would consider it a privilege, to die tomorrow if it meant ending abortion. We should dedicate the rest of our lives to taking any kind of criticism, whatever it is, to stop this horrible genocide. —Auxiliary Bishop Robert Herman, LifeSiteNews.com, November 12th, 2008Another 'champion of abortion' becomes defender of life: the story of Sotjan AdasevicAMDG +

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Original story: http://www.catholicnews.com/data/stories/cns/0805762.htm...because the bill [FOCA] would have a "destructive effect on the freedom of conscience of doctors, nurses and health care workers whose personal convictions do not permit them to cooperate in the private killing of unborn children."This is my biggest concern, really. Regardless of what your politics are, if the government

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This will probably be my last post directly related to my retreat experience. I could probably think of a lot more things to talk about but really, I'm getting tired of writing about my experiences and would like to move on to more broader, less personal topics. It's also a really long entry so get comfortable =PSo one of the things I have come to learn about myself throughout this entire saga

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I had planned on bringing so many questions to this retreat... and I feel like I never got around to really asking them because these questions seemed so irrelevant when I finally came face-to-face with my Lord. In the end, what I really wanted to do was reconnect with God and that's exactly what happened. He deserves all praise!I saw the Passion movie for the second time ever. The first was in

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So many things I can write about... maybe I'll spend the next few entries mulling over one topic at a time. It was a very fruitful retreat for me and in many ways, I'm glad I went to a non-charismatic one. My alone-time with Jesus this weekend sometimes happened literally. I even brought with me this journal I've been occasionally writing in since senior year in HS. There are 2, 3-month to 1,

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I'm so happy right now... of course, it could be the one glass of wine I had just now... and it might also explain my current exhaustion. I can barely keep my eyes open at the moment, given that I hardly ate anything substantial all day.Today on the train I was reflecting on everything I learned from Come Be My Light when I had this radical thought: Love everyone or no one. And it's just like

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I've been wanting to write this entry since last week... but for whatever reason, kept it to myself for just a little longer in order to process better what's been going on. Especially in light of re-reading Captivating and finally finishing Come Be My Light, my eyes are open and I wonder how I can train myself to be on better guard.I reached closure of sorts last week so I'm actually not

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It seems like the season for men to scorn women or something, and I'm not just referring to myself. At least three lovely ladies I know have been either used and then dumped in one way or the other in the past couple of months and to have these events coincide with each other is somewhat staggering. There was one incident that happened to a lady that particularly stood out for me... since

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The function of this blog is once again turning back into a "coping with my pathos" type of blog instead of what I originally intended this blog to be. It was inevitable, I suppose, since I can't seem to stay very happy for TOO long =P I'm currently debating how frequently I'll be writing on this thing... because I worry whether or not daily writing would turn unhealthy thoughts into some kind

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I've been talking a lot about the personal appeal of being a fighter, of the attraction I have to certain masculine traits... and I think what it really boils down to is my deep desire to be part of an Adventure. And it's hard to do when my life is filled up with long commutes, obligations to study, and the temptations to succumb to the thought that I am not good enough for anyone. I mean, one

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Disclaimer:A lot of blogging this week... I was going to ditch this blog for at least a week but I always seem to underestimate my own ability to "recover" mentally. Much of it probably has to do with my unbelief. "I do believe; help my unbelief!" (Mark 9:24)This isn't ordinarily a very personal blog... so far I have kept most of the topics platonic (if spiritual musings can be considered so =P

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But you, beloved, building yourselves up on your most holy faith... -- Jude 20There was nothing of the nature of impulsive or thoughtless action about our Lord, but only a calm strength that never got into a panic. Most of us develop our Christianity along the lines of our own nature, not along the lines of God's nature. Impulsiveness is a trait of the natural life, and our Lord always ignores

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Earlier today it occurred to me that writing about my spiritual ups can be a hazardous thing to do. The entire day I was plagued by thoughts of dropping everything and walking away from it all. This includes the idea of deliberately not going to Confession and not to bother showing up for Sunday Mass this weekend. The last time I experienced this specific temptation was two winters ago and I

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Last night I came back from a hiking trip that has left me with bruises and scrapes all over my arms, elbows and knees; at least 6 blisters on my feet and a seventh that I discovered much much later, long after finally coming home after an uber-long drive. 26 miles of brutal 3000'+ ascents and descents, a little rock climbing/scrambling, and hobbling over various rock slides can do that to a

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Prophecies should always be handled with care... and with constant discernment guided by the Holy Spirit. I appeal to your prayerfulness before reading this blog entry:http://www.markmallett.com/blog/?p=752I've been struggling to figure out who to vote for... and it's been tough. When encouraged to "vote with conscience," I will conclude that neither McCain or Obama should get my vote. Just on

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But now, O LORD, You are our Father, we are the clay, and You our potter; And all of us are the work of Your hand. --Isaiah 64:8There is a requirement we must accept if we are so bold to ask God to mold us. Submission. Obedience. Where we force ourselves to cast away the things we so dearly cling to. Not easy... nor is it a matter of rejoicing. Most of us will encounter this in life with

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At the beginning of this year, I had experienced this... feeling... that I was not where I was supposed to be. It was confusing and disconcerting because it had mainly revolved around my parish. I had never felt like I truly belonged there in the first place but for whatever reason, that feeling was amplified at the time.I was reminded of this and realized that I am at peace with the decisions

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Today's been a bad day. It's been a while since I truly had one. Normally days that are not so good are labeled as annoying more than anything else. But today's rated up there as one of the crappiest days ever. Not quite #1 but probably 2nd tier...The icing on the cake was a small altercation I had with my dad tonight. And I finally had to force myself to admit that I don't like him. I

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Article: http://www.catholicnewsagency.com/new.php?n=13788I don't know what's going on these days. Maybe it's because I've only spent the last two or three years actually following Catholic news besides the international stuff that this is all a novelty for me. The novelty being: bishops kicking ass in a holy way! I'm way too used to the silence of the U.S. church leaders when it comes to

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