Thought for the Day – 17 January – The Help of God — AnaStpaul (Reblog)

Thought for the Day – 17 January – Meditations with Antonio Cardinal Bacci (1881-1971) The Help of God “There are several passages in Sacred Scripture which emphasise clearly and effectively, our utter weakness and dependence on God.“Not that we are sufficient of ourselves,” says St Paul, “to think anything, as from ourselves but our sufficiency […]

Thought for the Day – 17 January – The Help of God — AnaStpaul

Quote/s of the Day – 11 January – The kingdom of God is at hand, repent and believe in the gospel. — AnaStpaul (Reblog)

Quote/s of the Day – 11 January – The Sixth Day in the Octave of Epiphany, Readings: Hebrews 1:1-6, Psalms 97:1 and 2, 6 and 7, 9, Mark 1:14-20 “This is the time of fulfilment.The kingdom of God is at hand,repent and believe in the gospel.” Mark 1:15 “And the people sought him and came […]

Quote/s of the Day – 11 January – The kingdom of God is at hand, repent and believe in the gospel. — AnaStpaul

Thought for the Day – 7 January – Merit and the Love of God — AnaStpaul (Reblog)

Thought for the Day – 7 January – Meditations with Antonio Cardinal Bacci (1881-1971) The Solemnity of the Epiphany of the Lord Merit and the Love of God “The more we know, writes St Catherine of Siena, the more we love and the more we love, the more we receive.Our merit, she concludes, increases in […]

Thought for the Day – 7 January – Merit and the Love of God — AnaStpaul

One Minute Reflection – 28 December – “The servant is not greater than his lord” — AnaStpaul (Reblog)

One Minute Reflection – 28 December – The Feast of the Holy Innocents – The Fourth Day of the Christmas Octave, Readings: 1 John 1:5-2:2, Psalm 124:2-5, 7-8, Matthew 2:13-18 When Herod realised that he had been deceived by the magi, he became furious. He ordered the massacre of all the boys in Bethlehem and […]

One Minute Reflection – 28 December – “The servant is not greater than his lord” — AnaStpaul

Realisation

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I never realised
but you were speaking to me, softly,
for all those years.
The shyness holding me back,
such constraints of my nativity,
were merely the mystery of your method,
the reason for my being.
And as the child began to learn
through the paucity of upbringing,
the ridicule of others
and the darkness of doubt,
finally he arrived
like a flower in its season:
His truth was always within,
nectar for those who may listen.

Copyright Francis 2020

Thought for the Day – 17 December – The Cave of Bethlehem — AnaStpaul (Reblog)

Thought for the Day – 17 December – Meditations with Antonio Cardinal Bacci (1881-1971) The Cave of Bethlehem “Why, asked Bossuet, should the Eternal Word of God, infinitely and everlastingly happy, have deigned to assume in time, the fallen state of humanity?Why should He have chosen, as the scene of His miraculous life of love, […]

Thought for the Day – 17 December – The Cave of Bethlehem — AnaStpaul

‘Private Disclosure’ — Flash fiction

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With news of Babylon burning around the world, I ventured out with my dog onto the bleak winter marsh, Christmas hat on. 

Unexpectedly, a wind arose; Carly went crazy, barking, leaping, whilst I cowered on the ground, unsure of what was happening. There was an eerie light around us, a spinning disc above, descending, flashing multi-coloured beams in all directions. I made out symbols of a man, a lion, an ox, an eagle, emblazoned in gold light on the side, fixed signs of creation; Carly went quiet, whimpering between my legs. Suddenly the most beautiful woman I had ever seen stood before us, dressed in flowing silver raiment, her eyes a penetrating cyan. 

“Why me?” I asked in my mind. 

“Why not you?” she replied, smiling faintly. “Simply understand — this Christmas is like no other. I have to show you, not tell. Now you know.” 

With that she was gone; Carly began to bark and leap once more, feigning attack on the craft which rose silently, before zipping rapidly away towards the gelid north, higher and higher, until it became a tiny point of light among revealing stars.

An extra terrestrial, or some inter-dimensional being? An angel could take any form, I figured. So was I some latter day Ezekiel, primed for changes, a release from this lower dimensional captivity? Either way, in my heart all fear and doubt was gone; this one incident encapsulated the time: The new age of disclosure had begun.

Copyright Francis 2020