<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839</id><updated>2012-02-13T16:28:07.183-06:00</updated><category term='Advent Week 1'/><category term='Investment News'/><category term='Music is &apos;Canon&apos; by Dax Johnson'/><category term='Sr. Mary Lucia&apos;s Investment'/><category term='May She Rest In Peace'/><category term='Fighting HHS Mandate'/><category term='Epiphany'/><category term='PCPA meeting'/><category term='Sr. Mary Agnes Silver Jubilee'/><category term='A 4th To Remember'/><category term='Pentecost'/><category term='Transfiguration'/><category term='2011 Recap'/><category term='Mother Angelica&apos;s Birthday * Holy Thursday'/><category term='Feast of Bl. John Paul II'/><category term='More Excitement'/><category term='Entrance of Sr. Genevieve Rose'/><category term='Our Lady&apos;s Birthday'/><category term='John Paul II Eucharistic Center'/><category term='St Therese'/><category term='Commemorating the Beatification of JH Newman'/><category term='Mother Angelica&apos;s Feastday'/><category term='In Honor of the Feast of Our Holy Father St. Francis'/><category term='Looking Back at Thanksgiving'/><category term='Sr. Mary Vernoica 1st Profession'/><category term='Lenten Conversion'/><category term='Summer Fruit Fest'/><category term='Catholic Radio Conference'/><category term='Solemnity of St. Francis'/><category term='Sr. John Paul&apos;s 1st Profession'/><category term='Sr. Marie Celine&apos;s Investment'/><category term='Sr. Marie Emmanuel 50 Years'/><category term='Christmas 2010'/><title type='text'>Image &amp; Likeness</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-397702450875932396</id><published>2012-02-13T16:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T16:28:07.192-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Consecration</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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So for us this was a day of profound gratitude for the gift of our vocations. Sr. Mary John Paul publicly renewed her vows of poverty, chastity, and obedience for the first time right before receiving Jesus in the Eucharist. Continue to pray for our dear sister as she continues to live out her vows! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our hidden life of sacrificial love often is fed by the quiet and gentle joys offered by the daily Horarium (a monastic term meaning schedule). A few pictures depicting one of Sr. Mary John Paul’s numerous tasks illustrates humorously a typical happy event in her daily life.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“On today’s feast [February 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt;] we therefore celebrate the mystery of consecration: the consecration of Christ, the consecration of Mary, the consecration of all those who commit themselves to following Jesus for the sake of the Kingdom of God.” The yearly celebration is an opportunity to express gratitude for the work of those who have dedicated their lives to the service of God and of their neighbor by embracing the evangelical counsels of poverty, chastity, and obedience. At the same time, it offers a chance to promote vocations to consecrated life, especially through prayer.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;~ Pope Benedict XVI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FRX-kJTvA44/TzmNSVaPgXI/AAAAAAAAAdw/e7Pm1La2pyE/s1600/IMG_8926.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FRX-kJTvA44/TzmNSVaPgXI/AAAAAAAAAdw/e7Pm1La2pyE/s320/IMG_8926.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dt31mH6YHiI/TzmNW784MHI/AAAAAAAAAd4/ETAo7hM2yrQ/s1600/IMG_8934.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dt31mH6YHiI/TzmNW784MHI/AAAAAAAAAd4/ETAo7hM2yrQ/s320/IMG_8934.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KTvonVu-MsU/TzmNcSjEZuI/AAAAAAAAAeA/dd-X8xpRPVE/s1600/IMG_8939.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KTvonVu-MsU/TzmNcSjEZuI/AAAAAAAAAeA/dd-X8xpRPVE/s320/IMG_8939.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-397702450875932396?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/397702450875932396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=397702450875932396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/397702450875932396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/397702450875932396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2012/02/living-consecration.html' title='Living Consecration'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JHMq8bQ44CI/TzmOPQuP1RI/AAAAAAAAAeI/ECKMmcQ1ttc/s72-c/IMG_7799.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-7172465013732356924</id><published>2012-02-09T13:17:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T18:18:29.727-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fighting HHS Mandate'/><title type='text'>The Battle Is the Lord's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xr3QM5ny15w/TzQXur4rzWI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Z0gzCpC0u18/s1600/michael%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xr3QM5ny15w/TzQXur4rzWI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Z0gzCpC0u18/s200/michael%5B1%5D.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today, EWTN&amp;nbsp; - the Global Catholic Media Network founded by Mother Angelica has responded to the HHS mandate and sued the US government over this blatant violation of the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; Amendment. &amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ewtn.com/hhsmandate/"&gt;http://www.ewtn.com/hhsmandate/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Please continue to pray, to offer your daily sacrifices and inconveniences for our congress &amp;amp; leaders, for EWTN and all those who are battling against what is intrinsically evil - abortion, contraception and the rejection of conscience. “The battle is the Lord’s.” Those are David’s words as he faced Goliath – the giant who challenged the freedom and existence of the Israelite nation. Today’s assault on religious liberty in the U.S. places us in a like position. As we face this major attack and possible demolition of religious freedom – the ability to live and work according to God-given consciences - we must meet the challenge in faith, taking a stand in every way we can knowing that we fight under Him who conquered sin &amp;amp; death.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-7172465013732356924?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/7172465013732356924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=7172465013732356924&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/7172465013732356924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/7172465013732356924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2012/02/battle-is-lords.html' title='The Battle Is the Lord&apos;s'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xr3QM5ny15w/TzQXur4rzWI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Z0gzCpC0u18/s72-c/michael%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-6740451706057630363</id><published>2012-01-11T16:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T16:17:20.456-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011 Recap'/><title type='text'>What Words Can't Say...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Before we launch deeper into the New Year we thought it fitting to look back upon all the gifts and graces of this past year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the many captured moments that still deserve gratitude and praise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t021d54qfHo/Tw4AvtPnLcI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/3Fq0HXY9veo/s1600/IMG_7680.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t021d54qfHo/Tw4AvtPnLcI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/3Fq0HXY9veo/s200/IMG_7680.gif" width="151" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HUpnGliitPE/Tw4BFoQDxeI/AAAAAAAAAa4/6rH0C5ent0w/s1600/P1070688.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HUpnGliitPE/Tw4BFoQDxeI/AAAAAAAAAa4/6rH0C5ent0w/s320/P1070688.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Visits from our foundations: Texas and Arizona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4QkCzZBXyO0/Tw4ApCd1NpI/AAAAAAAAAZg/v5pt2PmqTiI/s1600/DSC01865.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4QkCzZBXyO0/Tw4ApCd1NpI/AAAAAAAAAZg/v5pt2PmqTiI/s320/DSC01865.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Roof Restorations!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3XIftWoa5fQ/Tw4A33p0FnI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Dx3WFz8mayg/s1600/IMG_7781.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3XIftWoa5fQ/Tw4A33p0FnI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Dx3WFz8mayg/s320/IMG_7781.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sr. John Paul's 1st Profession&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqO-zpXWAfQ/Tw4A5_2jHNI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/86gDXJinpjE/s1600/IMG_7960.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqO-zpXWAfQ/Tw4A5_2jHNI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/86gDXJinpjE/s320/IMG_7960.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sr. Agnes Silver Jubilee!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7YG0z2EOO9s/Tw4AmMpxy9I/AAAAAAAAAZY/WWoyW7c-d_k/s1600/DSC_5305.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7YG0z2EOO9s/Tw4AmMpxy9I/AAAAAAAAAZY/WWoyW7c-d_k/s320/DSC_5305.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sr. Mary Paschal Solemn Vows&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3XcujHto9Tc/Tw4As4jJe7I/AAAAAAAAAZw/DBmtb_FY_Mk/s1600/IMG_4417_3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3XcujHto9Tc/Tw4As4jJe7I/AAAAAAAAAZw/DBmtb_FY_Mk/s320/IMG_4417_3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Celebration of the Solemnity of the Divino Nino!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OJ3yCAsoPv8/Tw4A-MvqE9I/AAAAAAAAAao/fnBJTmSDh8s/s1600/IMG_8757.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OJ3yCAsoPv8/Tw4A-MvqE9I/AAAAAAAAAao/fnBJTmSDh8s/s320/IMG_8757.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sr. Marie Celine Investment Joy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J6Tf2MjpMxo/Tw4A7tlUtOI/AAAAAAAAAag/UffSDIGMR5Y/s1600/IMG_8723.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J6Tf2MjpMxo/Tw4A7tlUtOI/AAAAAAAAAag/UffSDIGMR5Y/s320/IMG_8723.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spending time with Sr. John-Mark Maria just before her First Profession in AZ&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pmi6-0KgSAw/Tw4Aspu09EI/AAAAAAAAAZo/lcqB1rMgPvg/s1600/DSC03038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pmi6-0KgSAw/Tw4Aspu09EI/AAAAAAAAAZo/lcqB1rMgPvg/s320/DSC03038.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Reason for It ALL!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t021d54qfHo/Tw4AvtPnLcI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/3Fq0HXY9veo/s1600/IMG_7680.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-6740451706057630363?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/6740451706057630363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=6740451706057630363&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/6740451706057630363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/6740451706057630363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-words-cant-say.html' title='What Words Can&apos;t Say...'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t021d54qfHo/Tw4AvtPnLcI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/3Fq0HXY9veo/s72-c/IMG_7680.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-1479155827779050178</id><published>2011-12-12T19:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T13:59:31.636-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Incredible Identity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xitOEMC3OWI/TuakImN5KaI/AAAAAAAAAYI/ZvTW4SKfVrA/s1600/rostro_400_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685412047206558114" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xitOEMC3OWI/TuakImN5KaI/AAAAAAAAAYI/ZvTW4SKfVrA/s200/rostro_400_.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 200px; margin: 0 0 10px 10px; width: 182px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Recently, one of our Sisters was doing the grocery shopping. While she was busily gathering veggies in the produce department, an astonished little wide-eyed tyke spotted her and gasped “Mommy, what is that?!” The child’s mom and the nearby store staff member were evidently more embarrassed over the comment than Sister herself!  These types of incidents always make for a good laugh! They break through the surface of normal routine and bring back to mind things of fundamental importance… things like - who we are! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;All through the Advent season liturgies, the question of identity strikes again and again. In the readings from scripture, John the Baptist is asked straight out – “who are you?... what do you have to say for yourself?” For him, and for Our Lady, their identity is found directly in God. John is the voice in the desert, preparing the way of the Lord &amp;amp; Our Lady - the perfect handmaid of the Lord. And us? Our identity too is first and foremost found in God whether we realize it or not! All through the scriptures we read that we are: baptized into Christ, ‘children of God’, God is ‘our Father’, our Creator, Redeemer, the Alpha and Omega, our justification, our hope, our refuge, our light, Shepherd, Savior… just to name a few titles of our God! He is our origin, our destiny and our very life.  Let us rejoice in Him this Advent as we wait… and let us give thanks too for Our Lady of Guadalupe especially today on her feast day. Here are some of her own words to St. Juan Diego: “Know and understand well, you the most humble of my sons, that I am the ever virgin Holy Mary, Mother of the True God for whom we live, of the Creator of all things, Lord of heaven and the earth…Am I not here, who is your Mother? Are you not under my protection? Am I not your health? Are you not happily within my fold? What else do you wish? Do not grieve nor be disturbed by anything…”  We are children of God, children of Mary – that is reason for hope that the world cannot quench.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A Thousand Congrats to Sr. John-Mark Maria PCPA on your first profession today!! Much joy to you and all our Sisters at Our Lady of Solitude! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-1479155827779050178?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/1479155827779050178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=1479155827779050178&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/1479155827779050178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/1479155827779050178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/12/incredible-identity.html' title='Incredible Identity'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xitOEMC3OWI/TuakImN5KaI/AAAAAAAAAYI/ZvTW4SKfVrA/s72-c/rostro_400_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-8042030627218775591</id><published>2011-11-25T11:25:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T13:57:31.510-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Looking Back at Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Providence to the Rescue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8OV3mn_18zU/TtA79X0pvKI/AAAAAAAAAXk/rurMKQwpctc/s1600/DSC02885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679105055667109026" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8OV3mn_18zU/TtA79X0pvKI/AAAAAAAAAXk/rurMKQwpctc/s200/DSC02885.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The beauty of our premises here at Our Lady of the Angels is a marvelous tribute to God’s Providence and daily reminder of His love. Divine Providence is a powerful manifestation of the Father’s care, power, and love in the tiny and giant events of our lives. It is a challenge to see the good, and possible good, in &lt;i style="text-align: justify;"&gt;every&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: justify;"&gt; circumstance; but it is so worth the effort to believe, that “all works for our good” – because it’s true! The daily manifestations of Providence especially in the middle of the day-to-day humdrum astonish us, and teach us that God is in everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The daily recitation of the Liturgy of the Hours encases our day in the praise of His Goodness, and offers us luminous lessons from the saints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;These writings are vibrant with light, pushing us to be alive, abandoned, and trustful to Our Father. Pope Saint Clement (who’s feast we celebrated November 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;) eloquently declares &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“[h]ow blessed, how wonderful, are God’s gifts! Life with immortality, glory with righteousness, truth with confidence, self-control with holiness: all these are the gifts that fall within our understanding. What then are those gifts that are in store for those who wait for Him? Only the most holy Creator and Father of the ages knows their greatness and their splendor.” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We have a Father Who wants our sanctification, our wholeness, and our peace – gifts that truly enrich and ennoble one’s soul in the image and likeness of God! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Is this not what each of us fervently and silently pines for? Sometimes we forget to be bold with God. We stuff our hands in our pockets, so to speak, instead of raising them high and open, ready and expectant for the joy He wishes to inundate us with. But this takes faith &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; acceptance in what He wills to deliver to us. God sends consolation and He also sends us trials, all for our eternal good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We can trust in His wisdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;He is Our Father. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“If our mind is fixed on God through faith, if we are diligent in seeking what is pleasing and acceptable to Him, if we fulfill what is according to His blameless will and follow the way of truth, casting away from ourselves all that is not holy”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; these &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“promised gifts”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(Pope St. Clement) will be ours, and more besides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The day before Thanksgiving found the kitchen a focus of excitement with our sisters busily preparing for our dear traditional feast. Amidst the flurry of activity, it was discovered that our commercial kitchen refrigerator was struggling to maintain a proper cooling temperature. While our gallant service men tackled this issue, the freezer decided to die too. The humor was not lost to us since the timing of both broken appliances could not have been better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Since they broke down while help was at hand, the Thanksgiving Day meal was saved and the added drama made our pumpkin pie a tastier treat since it could have suffered the fate of spoiled milk! This was truly an experience of God’s care for the smallest details of life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The Eternal Father beckoned Saint Catherine of Sienna to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“fall in love with [His] Providence.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Isn’t it true: only a lover catches details that often are missed by others? Love gives us the insight to perceive deeper and the wisdom to live paradoxes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We live differently when we are in love, we see truth, we see goodness, and we see God in everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The Father wished Saint Catherine (and us) to wonder at His unfolding plan with such eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;P.S. As this post was in progress, the boiler, which heats water for the kitchen, gave out! We found some ironic delight in not only simmering the turkey gravy on the stove, but hot water for the Thanksgiving dishes as well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-8042030627218775591?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/8042030627218775591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=8042030627218775591&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/8042030627218775591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/8042030627218775591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/11/providence-to-rescue.html' title='Providence to the Rescue'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8OV3mn_18zU/TtA79X0pvKI/AAAAAAAAAXk/rurMKQwpctc/s72-c/DSC02885.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-8957009063768770135</id><published>2011-11-11T16:20:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T14:00:49.003-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sr. Marie Celine&apos;s Investment'/><title type='text'>A Novice's Yes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_kHzZffqlng/Tr6HZbwBwzI/AAAAAAAAAXA/mjf6yFs6eRc/s1600/srcelineinvmt.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674121451549082418" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_kHzZffqlng/Tr6HZbwBwzI/AAAAAAAAAXA/mjf6yFs6eRc/s320/srcelineinvmt.png" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Plantagenet Cherokee';"&gt;Following Vespers the evening before All Saints Day, we celebrated our communion with the Saints in glory. The most anticipated moment followed supper, when a basket was passed round the table and each sister chose (blindly!) her new patrons for the year.  Although we draw from among the slips of paper, it seems that it is the Saint who chooses the sister! Sometimes the correlation between the two souls can be surprising or amusing… and other times the significance is imperceptible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Plantagenet Cherokee';"&gt;It is an altogether enjoyable tradition and being able to count on the intercession of these holy men and women gives a great assurance that friends above are helping us.  This year on November 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; we also had the joy of anticipating the investment ceremony of one of our postulants (formerly Sr. Nicole) who this past November 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; became Sr. Marie Celine of Our Lady, Handmaid of the Lord! Named after the virgin martyr Saint Cecilia, our new novice is still glowing with the joy of being ‘called by name’ and clothed in the religious habit.  There was also striking evidence that Divine Providence was at work on Sister’s behalf… Fr. Joseph MFVA chose the votive Mass for Our Lady, Handmaid of the Lord not knowing that that was the title chosen for Sr. Marie Celine! Congratulations to our Sister and her family! Please pray for our fervent new novice that she will always be filled with the joy that comes with responding to God’s ever-inviting grace. &lt;i&gt;Ecce ancilla Domine, fiat mihi secundum verbum tuum… Behold the handmaid of the Lord, be it done unto me according to thy word!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Plantagenet Cherokee';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The above pictures show the soon-to-be Sr. Marie Celine having her hair shorn at the Investment ceremony and the newly clothed novice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-8957009063768770135?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/8957009063768770135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=8957009063768770135&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/8957009063768770135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/8957009063768770135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/11/novices-yes.html' title='A Novice&apos;s Yes!'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_kHzZffqlng/Tr6HZbwBwzI/AAAAAAAAAXA/mjf6yFs6eRc/s72-c/srcelineinvmt.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-4504007193211351530</id><published>2011-10-22T08:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T14:11:46.036-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feast of Bl. John Paul II'/><title type='text'>Saints of the New Millennium</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2DmVlh2PmL4/TqMVTAXLOII/AAAAAAAAAWc/Xd71jKt5ps4/s1600/Religious%2BArt%2B178.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 174px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2DmVlh2PmL4/TqMVTAXLOII/AAAAAAAAAWc/Xd71jKt5ps4/s200/Religious%2BArt%2B178.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666396172421118082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Today is the Feast of Bl. John Paul II!!! In his memory, a little tribute...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Rather than surrender to the finality of goodbye, our natural tendency is to grasp and hold on, to fight against the separation from those we love. Many of us felt a gigantic loss on the eve of Divine Mercy Sunday, April 2, 2005, when our beloved Pope John Paul II entered eternity.  As champion of hope, spiritual father, intellectual colossus, and remarkably influential pontiff, Pope John Paul unconsciously created an entire generation of Catholics: the JPII Generation.  Born, nurtured, and matured in faith under his watch, this generation of Catholics mourned his passing from a unique vantage point, that of having never experienced life in the Church under another pope. Yet, his influence reached even further. Entire nations, sovereigns, Catholics and non-Catholics alike took notice of this disciple of Christ and are better today for what his life offered us in deed and word. The Beatification of Blessed John Paul II on May 1, 2011 again brought into focus the phenomenal effect this man had on the world.  The very fact that his death was the catalyst for such a genuine outpouring of grief from believers and nonbelievers alike is indicative of his enormous human impact. The personal connection he made with millions of people generated an individual sense of loss in each of them.  It is this one-on-one encounter with living and vital Christianity through the person of the Vicar of Christ that changed the face of modern Catholicism. The Pope who raised to the altar numerous saints for the third millennium, thus showing us the many and varied faces of Christian holiness, now joins the ranks of the blessed himself. Blessed John Paul II, newest blessed of our generation, pray for us!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;“Young people of the every continent, do not be afraid to be the saints of the new millennium! Be contemplatives, love prayer; be coherent with your faith and generous in the service of your brothers and sisters, be active members of the Church and builders of peace” &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Blessed John Paul II    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-4504007193211351530?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/4504007193211351530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=4504007193211351530&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/4504007193211351530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/4504007193211351530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/10/saints-of-new-millenium.html' title='Saints of the New Millennium'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2DmVlh2PmL4/TqMVTAXLOII/AAAAAAAAAWc/Xd71jKt5ps4/s72-c/Religious%2BArt%2B178.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-1585335075621421879</id><published>2011-10-19T15:46:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T18:20:01.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MDhoSEz-Vo/Tp84qaEDHoI/AAAAAAAAAVI/MmL6IKgLmD8/s1600/cross.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MDhoSEz-Vo/Tp84qaEDHoI/AAAAAAAAAVI/MmL6IKgLmD8/s200/cross.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665309157457337986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Pope Benedict XVI’s recent announcement of the &lt;i&gt;Year of Faith&lt;/i&gt;, to begin just one year from now, is a fresh exhortation to share with others, one’s ‘Credo’. It’s a great chance now in preparation, to look to the North American Martyrs – today’s Saints! These men who planted the cross in the soil of this continent and in the hearts of the natives back in the 1600s, lived and died in the faith. As in the film &lt;i&gt;The Mission,&lt;/i&gt; which follows Jesuit missionaries in their endeavors to build a strong village – a new civilization steeped in faith – for the people of South America, the Cross takes a central focus. At the beginning of the narrative, the native Brazilians send a Jesuit Father over a massive and thundering waterfall – affixed to a cross.  This apparent, futile ‘failure’ becomes the impetus for another zealous priest to follow after his martyred confrere and give himself entirely to serving, educating and ministering to the very same tribe. Certainly the circumstances surrounding the North American martyrs had their own set of struggles. Yet the love of Christ burning in their actions and sacrifices gave the same incredible brilliance to their proclamation of the Faith. Pope Benedict XVI (as Cardinal Ratzinger) in his book &lt;i&gt;Introduction to Christianity&lt;/i&gt; speaks of this mystery of the Cross embodied in the martyrs: “&lt;i&gt;Anyone who has stretched his existence so wide that he is simultaneously immersed in God and in the depths of the God-forsaken creature is bound to be torn asunder, as it were; such a one is truly ‘crucified’. But this process of being torn apart is identical with love; it is its realization to the extreme (Jn 13:1) and the concrete expression of the breadth it creates&lt;/i&gt;.” The Pope goes on to elaborate that Christ’s love which led Him to reconcile us with the Father through the Cross is stronger than death. This is the greatest proclamation of the martyrs: “&lt;i&gt;Jesus’ total love for men, which leads him to the Cross… becomes stronger than death, because in this it is at the same time total ‘being held’ by [the Father]&lt;/i&gt;” (Cardinal Ratzinger). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-1585335075621421879?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/1585335075621421879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=1585335075621421879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/1585335075621421879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/1585335075621421879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/10/mission.html' title='Mission'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MDhoSEz-Vo/Tp84qaEDHoI/AAAAAAAAAVI/MmL6IKgLmD8/s72-c/cross.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-6470253134972565053</id><published>2011-10-04T11:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T15:40:23.024-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solemnity of St. Francis'/><title type='text'>Into Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iZgguymMB0c/TosxAai3hUI/AAAAAAAAAU0/dStoozinHjU/s1600/franciscollage.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 178px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iZgguymMB0c/TosxAai3hUI/AAAAAAAAAU0/dStoozinHjU/s400/franciscollage.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659671239916488002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; " &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Yesterday evening during the celebration of the Transitus of our holy Father, St. Francis of Assisi, a passage from St. Bonaventure’s account of his death was read. His final words, like his whole life, run in the same vein as those of Christ. Francis’ exhortation, “I have done what was mine to do. May Christ teach you what is yours”, seem to image the words of Jesus, “It is finished” - and the exclamation of St. Paul, “I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith” (2 Tim 4:7). The entry of St. Francis into eternal glory is a verification of the supreme beauty of the Christian life!&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His passage into the life of heaven is the ultimate affirmation that living the Gospel is THE way of being conformed to Christ, to experiencing in one’s person “the love which is God.” In his letter to the entire order, Francis cries: “hold back nothing of yourselves for yourselves, that He Who gives Himself totally to you may receive you totally!” What a great exhortation for all who desire to enter into the joy of the Lord! A Happy Feast Day to ALL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-6470253134972565053?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/6470253134972565053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=6470253134972565053&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/6470253134972565053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/6470253134972565053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/10/into-glory.html' title='Into Glory'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iZgguymMB0c/TosxAai3hUI/AAAAAAAAAU0/dStoozinHjU/s72-c/franciscollage.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-5277634406683848935</id><published>2011-10-01T16:08:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T15:39:54.839-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Suds &amp; Sanctity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--mpGimxNrV8/ToeDCI68OGI/AAAAAAAAAUk/usGDg_XGHVM/s1600/imeldadishes.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--mpGimxNrV8/ToeDCI68OGI/AAAAAAAAAUk/usGDg_XGHVM/s200/imeldadishes.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658635529591994466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Here at the monastery above the large kitchen sink, where piles of pots, measuring cups, serving spoons, &amp;amp; sometimes-burnt pans are washed day after day, is perched a little holy card of today’s Saint, Therese of Lisieux. Maybe you’ve seen this photo of her, bending over the wash pool in Carmel, next to her sister Celine. The caption is a saying of the Saint: “To ecstasy, I prefer the monotony of sacrifice.” Sounds rather heroic. And yet, it is a prime characteristic of what distinguishes her in all her extraordinary ‘humanness.’ Her Little Way is a sure path to holiness and is accessible to all who desire the sanctity of the beatitudes. It is a road for those despoiled (or being despoiled!) of self-sufficiency and growing in an ever-deepening experience of the Lord's words: "without me you can do nothing" (Jn 15:5). Therese didn’t rely on her own gumption when facing hours in a stuffy laundry with Sisters possessing a spectrum of personalities, but she continually sought wisdom and assistance from above.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Next to her exceptional poverty of spirit, her ‘mourning’ for the sins and failings of herself and others often took the form of self-sacrifice. Desiring to console Jesus by quenching his thirst for souls, she embarked on the path of self-denial. By curbing petty curiosity or offering to help a demanding Sister, she entered into the joy that is a fruit of the Cross. Although these are thoughts on just two of the beatitudes, meekness, mercy, purity of heart and genuine peacemaking were all Christian attributes St. Therese pursued with a courageous boldness! She has paved this Little Way to such an extraordinary degree, that we really have no excuses, no reasons why we can’t start, or start again, or continue on our way to complete and eternal Beatitude – all with grace from above!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-5277634406683848935?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/5277634406683848935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=5277634406683848935&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/5277634406683848935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/5277634406683848935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/10/suds-sanctity.html' title='Suds &amp; Sanctity'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--mpGimxNrV8/ToeDCI68OGI/AAAAAAAAAUk/usGDg_XGHVM/s72-c/imeldadishes.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-1320405940908674758</id><published>2011-09-21T16:15:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T18:47:29.809-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unabashed Mercy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Glnm4VK2Q_4/TnpUORxbhHI/AAAAAAAAAUU/W__kZ1RCn60/s1600/stmatthew.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 159px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Glnm4VK2Q_4/TnpUORxbhHI/AAAAAAAAAUU/W__kZ1RCn60/s200/stmatthew.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654924886382707826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Vocations stories in all their varieties and drama are a real testimony of God’s grace  (and here we have a plethora!) Anyone who lives the consecrated life, is aspiring to the priesthood, or lives a life of dedicated service to the Church will point to one, common, living source and reason for their allotted path… God’s grace-filled call! Of all the remarkable ‘calls’ in history, Saint Matthew’s own vocation remains a veritable proof, fit for our times, of Christ’s all-embracing mercy. As the notorious tax-collector got up from his bench, leaving all wealth and relinquishing his power over others, he was not only embarking on an unknown adventure with the Savior, he was taking the first steps of his own ‘salvation story.’ That immediate response to Christ inaugurated a life of transformation – from disciple, to apostle, then evangelist. The initial grace to ‘turn from sin’ was truly an act of God’s mercy – the same mercy that brought him to salvation and through him, manifested divine, redeeming love to all ends of the earth. God’s mercy extended to ‘public’ sinners, as seen in the Gospels, has a unique splendor, for in it we see clearly the magnanimity of Christ’s Heart. And yet for each of us, sinners that we are, this mercy is no less potent, no less purifying. St. Therese (whose feast day is not far off!) in all her amazingly real holiness, spoke profusely of the mercy of God. In her simplicity and ‘groundedness’ she KNEW that it was by God’s grace that she was the person she was. She wrote some striking lines in her autobiography that Saint Matthew himself could have penned… “I know how he loved the prodigal son, I have heard his words to St. Mary Magdalene, to the woman taken in adultery, and to the woman of Samaria. No, no one could frighten me, for I know what to think about his love and his mercy.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-1320405940908674758?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/1320405940908674758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=1320405940908674758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/1320405940908674758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/1320405940908674758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/09/unabashed-mercy.html' title='Unabashed Mercy'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Glnm4VK2Q_4/TnpUORxbhHI/AAAAAAAAAUU/W__kZ1RCn60/s72-c/stmatthew.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-6609143131929698945</id><published>2011-09-10T14:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T15:16:01.530-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Lady&apos;s Birthday'/><title type='text'>Musings on Monotony</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TSHovFAwCQg/TmvCCAvDjuI/AAAAAAAAARg/IavAB45EixM/s1600/IMG_4417_3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TSHovFAwCQg/TmvCCAvDjuI/AAAAAAAAARg/IavAB45EixM/s200/IMG_4417_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650823497279311586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;September 8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, now past, dawned with slivers of sunshine after several days of clouds and rain as in much of the surrounding South. It was quite fitting, considering the themes repeated in the Divine Office for Our Lady’s Birthday which highlighted Mary as the Dawn of our salvation, Jesus Christ.  When we think of Mary’s humble birth and what her early life must have been from the vantage of our more ‘sophisticated’ age, perhaps we are tempted to immediately think: ‘&lt;u&gt;monotony&lt;/u&gt;!’ Could life in 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; century rural Nazareth have been exciting, or anything other than tedious?! And yet the so-called ‘monotonous’ life cloaks the possibility for a deep penetration into the Reality that rests beneath the tizzy of frenetic life.  One can imagine how the hours of routine tasks in Mary’s life gave her the time to marvel at her Son, to delve into the meaning of Simeon’s words, or to wonder at her Son’s unannounced stay in the Temple.  Through her simple life, dwelling daily with God Incarnate, she knew firsthand that God looks with favor on His lowly servant. The dawning of salvation began in the obscurity of a human village, and it continues in the unassuming work of the here and now. Perhaps many people today would wish for a slower, quieter routine in a rather demanding world.  Even if one has to juggle a thousand responsibilities, as St. Teresa of Avila once said, God can be found among the pots and pans! (It’s true!!) Nonetheless, it is important to use the lulls, or the stretches of ‘flavorless’ work, to penetrate beyond the mundane and material. Those moments lend themselves most surely to our minds, hearts and souls to rest in God and see what He has to say…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; " &gt;&lt;i&gt;At this time we pray especially for those who lost loved ones 10 years ago this September 11&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, and in times more recent. Where grief and sorrow add a heavy burden to the routines of daily life, we pray you find solace in the compassionate and sorrowful heart of Mary.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;The above picture was taken at dawn here at the Shrine on September 4th when we celebrated the Patronal Feast of the Shrine: the Solemnity of the Divino Nino Jesus! It was a blessing to have hundreds of pilgrims come (especially from the country of Columbia!) to honor the Divino Nino!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-6609143131929698945?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/6609143131929698945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=6609143131929698945&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/6609143131929698945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/6609143131929698945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/09/musings-on-monotony.html' title='Musings on Monotony'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TSHovFAwCQg/TmvCCAvDjuI/AAAAAAAAARg/IavAB45EixM/s72-c/IMG_4417_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-210941266840388921</id><published>2011-08-20T20:25:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T20:34:24.665-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WYD Front Row</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F08m5-wqD3o/TlBgQ_PB-TI/AAAAAAAAARQ/33H3ynSewhk/s1600/Papa%2521.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F08m5-wqD3o/TlBgQ_PB-TI/AAAAAAAAARQ/33H3ynSewhk/s200/Papa%2521.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643116178063882546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Watching World Youth Day 2011 from ‘front row seating’ (as we like to call it here at OLAM - via EWTN), one cannot help but stand in awe at the immensity, not only of the event itself and the faith it proclaims, but the action of grace at work. As we were staring intently at the screen with this event unfolding before us, soaking in the power of the Holy Father’s message, we were also half engrossed in the ordinary routines of opening mail, folding stacks of library cards and sorting basil. Yet these little tasks suddenly opened out onto the extraordinary vista of WYD – mail and the Pope, basil and a million souls in prayer, cheers of ‘Viva Il Papa’ and silent adoration, God and the world. You may have seen the staggering view of more than a million gathered with the Holy Father and Christ Himself in the Eucharist. What an amazing sight, drawn further into the heart as one by one, individuals’ faces are seen.  Here we are – sons and daughters of the one Father, brought together by one faith, one Lord, one God. In these souls, and in all those united in prayer before Jesus truly present, is the field, the soil where the Holy Spirit is at work. The silent heart present to God, attentive to His word, seeking to find and serve Him in one’s neighbor – this is where faith can take firm roots! That means the possibility for &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; of us to bear fruit abundantly.  Whether we are in Madrid, starting classes, looking for work, taking care of little ones at home, paying bills… the life giving fruit that brings goodness to the lives of others, hope in suffering, and unabashed joy in the midst of contradiction all starts with Christ, with silently gazing at Him.  And by faith we see that He too is gazing at us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-210941266840388921?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/210941266840388921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=210941266840388921&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/210941266840388921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/210941266840388921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/08/wyd-front-row.html' title='WYD Front Row'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F08m5-wqD3o/TlBgQ_PB-TI/AAAAAAAAARQ/33H3ynSewhk/s72-c/Papa%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-8601349848874227568</id><published>2011-08-16T19:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T09:17:01.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Milestones in the Making</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cXZ-1Kz18hQ/TksJptAtfvI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/viJzOQqoe74/s1600/nicegroup.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cXZ-1Kz18hQ/TksJptAtfvI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/viJzOQqoe74/s200/nicegroup.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641613570273541874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Yesterday on August 15&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, Mother Angelica celebrated her 67&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; anniversary of entrance into religious life!! The solemnity of the Assumption, already a day of unique and triumphant beauty, is a vastly significant day to give thanks for Mother’s own ‘fiats,’ throughout these many years. Incidentally it was also the 30&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Anniversary of the inception of EWTN, Mother’s unforeseen apostolate to literally preach the Gospel to the nations. More incredibly this proclamation of truth and love would be for you – for each individual looking to find and know God and the hope to which He has called us. It is completely fitting that these momentous occasions coincided with the Assumption of Mary, our Mother who has gone where we are called and headed, precisely because she lived the Gospel with her whole being and was preserved from original sin. Like Christ, who has gone to prepare a place for us, she has preceded us and is the one who lives in the fullness of our destiny. Not least of all, yesterday our Sr. Mary Michael celebrated 60 years since she first walked through the enclosure door, and Sr. Mary Regina reached 49 years in service to the Church! We give thanks for each of these spouses of Christ and all they have given to God.  &lt;i&gt;Eye has not seen, ear has not heard what God has prepared for those who love Him! (1 Cor. 2:9)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Above pictured: Mother Angelica with Sr. Mary Joseph of happy memory, Sr. Mary Regina, and Sr. Mary Michael&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-8601349848874227568?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/8601349848874227568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=8601349848874227568&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/8601349848874227568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/8601349848874227568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/08/milestones-in-making.html' title='Milestones in the Making'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cXZ-1Kz18hQ/TksJptAtfvI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/viJzOQqoe74/s72-c/nicegroup.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-5954296590903749373</id><published>2011-08-13T18:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T19:06:25.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Portion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H31-NsyF5wk/TkcQAZgXLmI/AAAAAAAAAQw/YJSEeBBSz7g/s1600/IMG_8352.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H31-NsyF5wk/TkcQAZgXLmI/AAAAAAAAAQw/YJSEeBBSz7g/s200/IMG_8352.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640494657337503330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;On August 11&lt;sup&gt;th,&lt;/sup&gt; in solidarity with our worldwide Poor Clare family, we celebrated the Solemnity of our Holy Mother Clare during the 800&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; centenary  of her flight from nobility and wealth to humble obscurity and poverty. Under the auspices of the Little Poor Man of Assisi, Lady Clare’s beginnings in the aptly titled “Little Portion” chapel (Portiuncula) inaugurated a way of life that would inspire countless young women to follow the poor and humble Bridegroom, Jesus Christ. Our Holy Mother Clare’s hidden life of contemplative prayer is an image of bridal love, which is itself representative of Christ’s relationship to His Church. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Clare, often called the “Little Plant” of Saint Francis, began her radical Gospel life at the feet of Francis in the Portiuncula. Kneeling on the rude stones put in place by Francis himself, she renounced the trappings of nobility and donned the bridal splendor of her Savior: poverty, chastity, and obedience. Far from narrowing her vision of the world by leaving it, she paradoxically enlarged her life dramatically by living inside the Gospel. &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sister Mary Paschal of the Lamb of God, following eight years of prayerful discernment, embraced “with her whole heart” this simple but profound example of our Spiritual Mother. What was true for Clare in the Middle Ages carries equal veracity for Sister Mary Paschal in the 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; century. Our sister, in leaving “houses [and] brothers [and] sisters [and] father [and] mother… [and] lands”, (Matthew 19:29-30) has become spiritually rich in her poverty, loved in her solitude, and liberated in her obedience. Like Clare, her world has become infinitely larger by virtue of her inhabiting the Gospel. The cloister walls, because they contain a Christocentric life, defy reason: the Real Presence of Christ makes our cloister larger inside than out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This truth was illustrated in a concrete way during the party thrown before Sister Paschal’s pre-profession silent retreat. In a case of art imitating life, one of the props used for the party marvelously illustrated a theological truth. A replica of the façade of the portiuncula, handcrafted by the sisters, featured a doorway through which the sisters had to enter. Our tall Sister Paschal had to bend low to enter the room, which was made in the image of a chapel. What profound truths from such small actions! It was a concrete lesson in how we all must enter the presence of the King: humble and aware of our smallness, effacing ourselves as we bring our hearts into the Presence of the Beating Heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Below, we share with you the poem composed for the occasion. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;          &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:documentproperties&gt;   &lt;o:template&gt;Normal.dotm&lt;/o:Template&gt;   &lt;o:revision&gt;0&lt;/o:Revision&gt;   &lt;o:totaltime&gt;0&lt;/o:TotalTime&gt;   &lt;o:pages&gt;1&lt;/o:Pages&gt;   &lt;o:words&gt;95&lt;/o:Words&gt;   &lt;o:characters&gt;546&lt;/o:Characters&gt;   &lt;o:company&gt;Our Lady of the Angels Monastery&lt;/o:Company&gt;   &lt;o:lines&gt;4&lt;/o:Lines&gt;   &lt;o:paragraphs&gt;1&lt;/o:Paragraphs&gt;   &lt;o:characterswithspaces&gt;670&lt;/o:CharactersWithSpaces&gt;   &lt;o:version&gt;12.0&lt;/o:Version&gt;  &lt;/o:DocumentProperties&gt;  &lt;o:officedocumentsettings&gt;   &lt;o:allowpng/&gt;  &lt;/o:OfficeDocumentSettings&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:trackmoves&gt;false&lt;/w:TrackMoves&gt;   &lt;w:trackformatting/&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:drawinggridhorizontalspacing&gt;18 pt&lt;/w:DrawingGridHorizontalSpacing&gt;   &lt;w:drawinggridverticalspacing&gt;18 pt&lt;/w:DrawingGridVerticalSpacing&gt;   &lt;w:displayhorizontaldrawinggridevery&gt;0&lt;/w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery&gt;   &lt;w:displayverticaldrawinggridevery&gt;0&lt;/w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;    &lt;w:dontautofitconstrainedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:dontvertalignintxbx/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="276"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;    &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Behold, the end of our travels, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But not the least of the marvels! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Though called the “little portion, this is something of a paradox;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This dwelling was for the friars so much more than a pile of rocks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The poverty and humility of its surface&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Concealed the grandeur and nobility of purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Oh Paschal of statuesque beauty, bend low—it’s the only way! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;For you to enter the King’s domain and receive your &lt;i&gt;corona virgine&lt;/i&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;For the King rests inside, infinity inside the finite, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But to our human minds, that math is not quite right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;For you can search all over in lands far and wide, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But you’ll never find something else that’s bigger in than outside! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-5954296590903749373?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/5954296590903749373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=5954296590903749373&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/5954296590903749373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/5954296590903749373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/08/our-little-portion.html' title='Our Little Portion'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H31-NsyF5wk/TkcQAZgXLmI/AAAAAAAAAQw/YJSEeBBSz7g/s72-c/IMG_8352.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-2322634394197062978</id><published>2011-07-25T09:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T09:56:37.084-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entrance of Sr. Genevieve Rose'/><title type='text'>Knock of Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nOn5PtN-gag/Ti2EBQEjvMI/AAAAAAAAAQg/VFUOAt8PRWA/s1600/IMG_8261.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nOn5PtN-gag/Ti2EBQEjvMI/AAAAAAAAAQg/VFUOAt8PRWA/s200/IMG_8261.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633303865939180738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Constantia"&gt;On July 22&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt;, with three knocks at the enclosure door, Genevieve Rose entered the monastery as a postulant! The excitement, apprehension, and plethora of emotions that come with one’s entrance day, all surround (or enhance) that crucial, distilled moment of faith when one steps from the world to the cloister. It has been stated that the primary formation of cloistered nuns is a formation in faith. This very essential core of the Christian life is to take root and blossom for the good of the Church in the lives of all who live the monastic life. Faith is certainly exercised by all followers of Christ, or else we are not Christians at all… but sometimes when reading the Gospel passages about the faith that is ‘small as a mustard seed’ – that faith that ‘moves mountains,’ we can ask: ‘what does that kind of faith look like in everyday life?’ We don’t need to search beyond those favorite stories in scripture where David’s faith in God took the form of five smooth stones when he faced a gigantic insulter of the Almighty. Obviously he knew that as he was fighting for his Lord, God would be fighting for him. Our Lady cannot be overlooked in this regard, her ‘fiat mihi – be it done unto me,’ in total faith struck at the very foundation of the mountain of iniquity of the whole human race, and in time this mountain would ‘be cast into the sea’ of her Son’s mercy. And last week, we saw our new Sister’s faith take root as she knocked at the cloister door. Small beginnings, yes – but with God all things are possible! Please pray for Sr. Genevieve Rose as she wholeheartedly gives herself to this new life in faith! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-2322634394197062978?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/2322634394197062978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=2322634394197062978&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/2322634394197062978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/2322634394197062978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/07/knock-of-faith.html' title='Knock of Faith'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nOn5PtN-gag/Ti2EBQEjvMI/AAAAAAAAAQg/VFUOAt8PRWA/s72-c/IMG_8261.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-856563423828240867</id><published>2011-07-15T15:38:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T09:14:37.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Berries... and More</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cNMxG_b2bnE/TiGYshVAbRI/AAAAAAAAAPw/wbBehKuZSmk/s1600/IMG_8167.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cNMxG_b2bnE/TiGYshVAbRI/AAAAAAAAAPw/wbBehKuZSmk/s200/IMG_8167.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629948899817975058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It’s been a good while since there has been a posting here …many things slow down in this southern heat, but not time! As the daily work of the monastery begins to include attending to the produce spilling in from the garden, life gets more ‘colorful’ (literally!) and the psalms in choir more vivid: ‘the earth has yielded it’s fruit, for God our God has blessed us.’ Right now the ‘fruit of the week’ is blueberries! These little plump morsels are being used in a myriad of recipes. One blessing of having an abundance of one kind of fruit is that it affords the opportunity to have something as thrilling as instructions in the art of pie baking. One of our eldest Sisters is a true genius in the kitchen!  Being served blueberries in various forms at breakfast, lunch and supper is no hardship; there is just that other dimension that cannot be forgotten. Some hardworking persons forage through the bushes to bring in buckets of fruit (and all the other veggies as well)! Any ‘spare hands’ are eagerly welcomed out in the backyard berry-ville.  Certainly it was these types of real life situations that Our Lord used to illustrate some of His most urgent teachings or to give His instructions: “Pray to the Lord of the harvest to send laborers into His harvest!”  When there is no one to bring in ‘the harvest’ the inevitable happens – rotting food, spoiled vegetables and wasted labor.  In a world dependent on these things, the terrible result of a lost harvest is hunger, and perhaps death.  This has crucial application in the spiritual realm that is far from alien to our own lives. Without laborers and shepherds in the Lord’s harvest, the plagues of spiritual hunger, weakness and death is never far off. Thankfully we have a true, faithful and untiring shepherd in Pope Benedict XVI – ‘a humble laborer in the Lord’s vineyard’ to whose example we look as we seek to serve the Lord ‘in spirit and truth.’  Lord send out laborers for your harvest, bless those sent out in your Name &amp;amp; let us serve you as you see fit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;i&gt;The photo is from an early blueberry survey... not a shot of the full scale harvesting! To those who made generous offers to help us pick blueberries, the 'blueberry patch' is within our cloistered yard  - but we are grateful for your thoughtfulness just the same!! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-856563423828240867?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/856563423828240867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=856563423828240867&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/856563423828240867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/856563423828240867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/07/berries-bushel-baskets.html' title='Berries... and More'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cNMxG_b2bnE/TiGYshVAbRI/AAAAAAAAAPw/wbBehKuZSmk/s72-c/IMG_8167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-6643468794000919878</id><published>2011-06-16T15:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T15:19:36.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Corpus Christi Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;object id="vp1FrGTx" width="432" height="240" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.animoto.com/swf/w.swf?w=swf/vp1&amp;e=1308255506&amp;f=FrGTxb7d1I0wzpJaeIAzxQ&amp;d=188&amp;m=p&amp;r=240p&amp;volume=100&amp;start_res=240p&amp;i=m&amp;ct=&amp;cu=&amp;options="&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed id="vp1FrGTx" src="http://static.animoto.com/swf/w.swf?w=swf/vp1&amp;e=1308255506&amp;f=FrGTxb7d1I0wzpJaeIAzxQ&amp;d=188&amp;m=p&amp;r=240p&amp;volume=100&amp;start_res=240p&amp;i=m&amp;ct=&amp;cu=&amp;options=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="432" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-6643468794000919878?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/6643468794000919878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=6643468794000919878&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/6643468794000919878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/6643468794000919878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/06/corpus-christi-sunday.html' title='Corpus Christi Sunday'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-4456555601230299799</id><published>2011-06-11T18:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T19:42:53.509-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pentecost'/><title type='text'>Day of Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S9KZf1YSnmM/TfQLcinlifI/AAAAAAAAAPg/NOLoSLfU9_k/s1600/IMG_8104.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S9KZf1YSnmM/TfQLcinlifI/AAAAAAAAAPg/NOLoSLfU9_k/s200/IMG_8104.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617127220194937330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ordinations. New graduates, weddings and newly weds. June is a month during which the Church experiences a tremendous outpouring of grace and new vitality – how appropriate that we celebrate the Solemnity of Pentecost during this time! Although (unlike in the movie The Sound of Music) we do not have weddings in our monastery chapel, or see men ordained to the priesthood from the Mass choir, the joy of this ‘new creation’ extends to all members of Christ’s Body who pray for the building up of the Church! Without a doubt, although the evidence that God’s grace is needed in every part of the world, a glance at our own hearts can suffice to produce a sincere invocation – Come Holy Spirit!!! Just briefly considering the situation of the first disciples prior to the descent of the Spirit, one can easily identify with their need for the coming of the Advocate. As in yesterday’s Gospel where Peter is asked by Jesus: ‘Do you love me?’, what could one answer, sitting there by the sea, seeing Him with His forever-wounded hands, with one’s utter failure fresh in mind? Peter’s sincere answer is beautiful beyond doubt. His response coupled with his own recognition of personal weakness suffices to reassure us two millennia later that nothing is beyond God’s grace.  God accepts us where we are and by the Holy Spirit, transforms this clay into temples of His grace – His very life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-4456555601230299799?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/4456555601230299799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=4456555601230299799&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/4456555601230299799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/4456555601230299799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-of-grace.html' title='Day of Grace'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S9KZf1YSnmM/TfQLcinlifI/AAAAAAAAAPg/NOLoSLfU9_k/s72-c/IMG_8104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-4264634131925448774</id><published>2011-05-27T14:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T14:49:20.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Storms and Such</title><content type='html'>Living in a community whose members come from all over the map, provides an opportunity in times like these when tornados &amp; disasters hit so many places to starkly experience St. Paul’s words: “When one member of the body suffers, all the members suffer with it.”  While we were spared the more tragic devastation left by the tornadoes that recently tore through nearby Cullman, the effects of these events were experienced far outside the destruction zones. While our daily lot following April 27th consisted of finding inventive ways to carry out various tasks without electricity, many of our neighbors were doing without so much more, and grieving much loss.  Waiting through each funnel sighting in the crypt chapel in silent prayer with families who were wondering if they would have a home to return to was a sobering reality.   During the critical storm hours and ever since, we have benefited from the compassion – the ‘suffering-with’ of our family and friends who offered up prayers &amp; wrote or called in concern. Even more recently, as Sisters with families in the red zones of the Midwest storms prayed for their safety, all shared the burden of their apprehension and intercession.  This is one of the beauties of our life as Christians! When the deeper questions of life surface, especially in such drastic circumstances as various areas in our country have seen, one must look deeper. Here, in the greater picture of life and in very real situations, one can find oneself as it were in the parable of the Good Samaritan, the illustration of the house built on rock, or the agony in the Garden – watching with Christ and the suffering members of His Body. When we respond to these opportunities to bring help, to provide support and offer prayers for our brothers and sisters, the reward offered to us surpasses what we can give – that is  - hearing the words of Jesus spoken in the Gospel… “you did it to me.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-4264634131925448774?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/4264634131925448774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=4264634131925448774&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/4264634131925448774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/4264634131925448774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/05/of-storms-and-such.html' title='Of Storms and Such'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-4217086712226212443</id><published>2011-05-09T16:17:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T18:46:06.206-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sr. Mary Agnes Silver Jubilee'/><title type='text'>Silver Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5FZ-FflJYQc/Tch7m-WfzII/AAAAAAAAAOE/P1_zCdWUsmY/s1600/sma25collage.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5FZ-FflJYQc/Tch7m-WfzII/AAAAAAAAAOE/P1_zCdWUsmY/s320/sma25collage.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604865645765184642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;On April 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; font-size: 10pt; "&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;, despite the horrific storms, tornados and catastrophes that occurred earlier that week here in Hanceville and nearby Cullman, we had a great reason to rejoice in God’s goodness and mercy. On that eve of Divine Mercy Sunday, Sr. Mary Agnes of Jesus celebrated 25 years of Religious Life! One of the verses Sister chose to commemorate this milestone was taken from Revelation: "Be faithful until death and I will give you the crown of life." As Fr. Joseph, MFVA mentioned in his homily at the Jubilee Mass, it was a most fitting day to celebrate ‘faithful love’ – Sister’s fidelity to Christ in prayer for the Church and in a special way, for the newly beatified John Paul II! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; font-size: 10pt; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Could there be a better anniversary gift than to see the person one had been interceding for, for so many years, raised up as a Blesssed?! Overwhelmingly apparent too, was the evidence of God’s faithfulness as he brought Sister and her family together in the midst of terrific ‘odds’ for this joyous occasion! Having become a bride of Christ during the Easter season more than two decades ago, there could be no better time for Sr. Agnes to renew her vows than during the Easter octave – the great ‘day that the Lord has made!’ The ingenuity exercised by all – cooks, sacristans, etc… as they prepared by daylight &amp;amp; lantern light for this celebration, certainly added to the solemnity of the day! We give thanks to God for all the ways He has blessed us and the whole Church through Sr. Agnes’ fidelity these 25 years! May He continue and fulfill the good work begun in His bride 25 years ago! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank you to all who kept us in prayer during the tornados that recently swept through Alabama. God certainly preserved us from harm and we cannot thank Him enough - that alone is enough for a post of its own!!! Our prayers are with those suffering from the immense destruction the storms caused and those who are struggling to live day by day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-4217086712226212443?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/4217086712226212443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=4217086712226212443&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/4217086712226212443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/4217086712226212443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/05/silver-celebration.html' title='Silver Celebration'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5FZ-FflJYQc/Tch7m-WfzII/AAAAAAAAAOE/P1_zCdWUsmY/s72-c/sma25collage.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-1562619824303416963</id><published>2011-04-20T19:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T19:35:57.703-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother Angelica&apos;s Birthday * Holy Thursday'/><title type='text'>88 Strong!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-728XEQB1cL0/Ta97xGohHpI/AAAAAAAAAN0/SiyWuuBvnOI/s1600/DSC_0017%2Bcopy.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-728XEQB1cL0/Ta97xGohHpI/AAAAAAAAAN0/SiyWuuBvnOI/s200/DSC_0017%2Bcopy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597828945369177746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt"&gt;Eighty-eight years is a good long time! Today, April 20&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, Mother Angelica reached this remarkable milestone. This afternoon, we gathered the stunningly beautiful flowers and brightly wrapped gifts that many of Mother’s friends sent her in celebration of this day. She was chipper and beamed brightly as her surprises were unwrapped. Mother smiled and nodded in appreciation when she was told of the many prayers that were offered for her in thanksgiving for her life! Thank you to all who keep Mother in your prayers! She is very grateful.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt"&gt;Providentially, Mother’s birthday falls this year right before Holy Thursday and the beginning of the Easter Triduum. Her long-suffering &amp;amp; patient endurance of a myriad of burdens has certainly allowed her an ever-greater glimpse into the depths of God’s love.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt"&gt;For much of this week, the antiphon that is chanted at midday prayer in the liturgy of the hours borrows from the Gospel of John: &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Jesus had always loved those who were his own, and now he would show them the depth of his love&lt;/i&gt;. The astounding reality of these sacred days is truly this – to be drawn into the unfathomable &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;depths&lt;/b&gt; of Christ’s love – his love that lays down his life for us, his love that ‘bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things’ unto the end.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When one receives Him at the Mass of the Lord’s Supper – at the very outset of His ‘hour’ – these words of Pope Benedict XVI have a profound resonance: &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The overcoming of guilt has a price: we must put our heart – or, better, our whole existence – on the line. And even this act is insufficient; it can become effective only through communion with the One who bore the burdens of us all.&lt;/i&gt; We too are called to communion and a sharing in this same life giving love of the Redeemer through the Cross - and all the forms that it takes in our lives. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-1562619824303416963?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/1562619824303416963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=1562619824303416963&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/1562619824303416963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/1562619824303416963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/04/88-strong.html' title='88 Strong!'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-728XEQB1cL0/Ta97xGohHpI/AAAAAAAAAN0/SiyWuuBvnOI/s72-c/DSC_0017%2Bcopy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-4017522248900190178</id><published>2011-04-12T14:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T15:19:49.055-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Desert Whisperings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KWjK_pbyfuM/TaSzzNzT9WI/AAAAAAAAANs/10LjCL6ONyc/s1600/passion-cruci6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KWjK_pbyfuM/TaSzzNzT9WI/AAAAAAAAANs/10LjCL6ONyc/s200/passion-cruci6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594794329560577378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Bell MT&amp;quot;"&gt;New arrivals to Alabama will often hear some enthusiastic well-seasoned resident share the unnerving fact that the state they now live in is home to a number of venomous snakes. Even more disconcerting than hearing this statement is the queasy feeling that begins to grow as one thinks: I wouldn’t know what to do if bit by a snake! - while wondering the distance to the nearest hospital. The passage from Exodus that chronicles the Israelites’ plight and rescue from seraph serpents in the desert displays a similar drama in its darkest form. Israel had begun to grumble, and with ‘their patience worn out by the journey’ (Num 21:4) they lost sight of God’s providence and unfailing faithfulness. The ‘serpent’s’ whisperings, manifested in their thoughts and complaints, suddenly were seen, as it were, in the flesh. God sent among them the visible consequence of their unbelief. The result was suffering from the serpent bite and the ultimate evil – death. While these most cunning of all the animals destroyed God’s chosen ones, the Lord himself intervened and saved those who succumbed to the father of lies. The problem with ‘the serpent’ of course began in the Garden. Eve, seduced by the tempter’s words, tasted his ‘poison’ – the poison of death as she took the fruit – her first act of mistrust and disobedience. In Lent we keenly feel the residue of this venom in our very selves. The poison of sin and selfishness has corroded our relationship with God and we often do not ‘do the good [we] want (Rom 7:19).’ And yet the remedy for our foolishness far exceeds the damage we have incurred. While we have often tasted the forbidden fruit, choosing to live for ourselves, - the Cross, the Tree of Life offers us salvation in the One lifted upon it. He draws us to taste this Fruit, which is Himself given up for us in the Eucharist. Here at the Tree of Life we find the Woman who will (and does!) with her Son, crush the serpent’s head. Let us stay with her as Holy Week approaches and as we take part in the great drama of our salvation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-4017522248900190178?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/4017522248900190178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=4017522248900190178&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/4017522248900190178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/4017522248900190178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/04/desert-whisperings.html' title='Desert Whisperings'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KWjK_pbyfuM/TaSzzNzT9WI/AAAAAAAAANs/10LjCL6ONyc/s72-c/passion-cruci6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-2902092162419405100</id><published>2011-03-25T09:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T10:26:53.735-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother Angelica&apos;s Feastday'/><title type='text'>For the Life of the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dj_jeoEk42c/TYy0FbsZB5I/AAAAAAAAANE/ScAYh0gjujk/s1600/DSC00015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dj_jeoEk42c/TYy0FbsZB5I/AAAAAAAAANE/ScAYh0gjujk/s200/DSC00015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588039243086235538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aJ3QDrH5gDA/TYyqbPVFcqI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ebCMUub2DXM/s1600/annunciazionesm.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;“And the Word was made flesh.” Mother Angelica has a profound love for these powerful words. which have had an immeasurable impact on her life. Here at Our Lady of the Angels we have a special reason to rejoice on this feast – it is the Feastday of our Reverend Mother Mary Angelica of the Annunciation! We can certainly give thanks again and again for all that God has done through her faithful ‘yeses’ through the years (and they are numerous!) We especially look forward to spending some time with her as a community on her big day, to share with her some laughs, some smiles and perhaps a song. The Feast of the Annunciation is an fitting day to celebrate someone who has brought the Word of God to so many! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The mystery of the Annunciation and the Incarnation! God and man are forever united in and through Christ. Beautiful too, is the realization that Mary perfectly fulfilled what God had ordained for her. Having been prepared from the moment of her conception, free of sin for this Divine Gift, she fully corresponds to the designs of God. She was a woman who had ‘meditated on the law of the Lord’, who knew the history of salvation yet unfolding, and the promises of God contained in the Torah. Mary’s consent was full, entire, self-emptying, total. And in place of that unconditional surrender, she received God Himself. She is an unparalleled exemplar for all of us in hearing and receiving the Word, believing what God has said, and responding in turn. The challenge for us is passing on the great treasures of our faith that we have been given without distorting them, without watering down, without compromising either love or truth. So let us receive &amp;amp; let us give! What more does this broken and aching world need but the Word of God and His presence among us? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-2902092162419405100?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/2902092162419405100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=2902092162419405100&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/2902092162419405100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/2902092162419405100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/03/for-life-of-world.html' title='For the Life of the World'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dj_jeoEk42c/TYy0FbsZB5I/AAAAAAAAANE/ScAYh0gjujk/s72-c/DSC00015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-1198926732704279061</id><published>2011-03-18T16:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T18:26:55.930-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lenten Conversion'/><title type='text'>Journey On!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i6ZiT-n7Dl8/TYPqK8LqCHI/AAAAAAAAAM0/kcCUfa6sS9M/s1600/IMG_7456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i6ZiT-n7Dl8/TYPqK8LqCHI/AAAAAAAAAM0/kcCUfa6sS9M/s200/IMG_7456.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585565436544157810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Lenten season has begun! As we set out on this ‘exodus’ journey from sinful habits, to a greater freedom in Christ, it is essential that we always keep our goal and destiny in sight. The normal fasting from a favorite pastime, food, or bad habit is a starting point for a greater end.  It is no secret that this process from start to finish is plagued with setbacks, failures, difficulties and temptations. These are not the issue at hand, but it is imperative to remember that temptations are to be expected. Temptations and lies – are all set up to distract us from our end, to delay or turn around the process of overcoming sin and being faithful to the Gospel. It is important that we be able to exercise ourselves in doing good in all aspects of life so that we CAN recognize the presence of lies and the one that speaks them. We will reject lies and sin at the renewal of our baptismal promises at Easter… so that is why we get this opportunity to do just that now! The great Solemnity of St. Joseph affords us a spectacular chance to glimpse the beauty of this end that we seek in Lent – new life in Christ Jesus. Joseph – a man of faithfulness and justice knew God and believed His promises spoken throughout the generations. Therefore he did not hesitate to respond in faith at EVERY prompting God gave him. May it be so for us! St. Joseph – pray for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-1198926732704279061?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/1198926732704279061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=1198926732704279061&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/1198926732704279061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/1198926732704279061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/03/journey-on.html' title='Journey On!'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i6ZiT-n7Dl8/TYPqK8LqCHI/AAAAAAAAAM0/kcCUfa6sS9M/s72-c/IMG_7456.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-6946845794469444467</id><published>2011-02-26T12:36:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T13:01:14.989-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Paul II Eucharistic Center'/><title type='text'>A Glimpse: The JPII Eucharistic Center</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;object id="vp1NQyit" width="432" height="240" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.animoto.com/swf/w.swf?w=swf/vp1&amp;amp;e=1298745291&amp;amp;f=NQyit44FIpHZHi4mNtPGKg&amp;amp;d=195&amp;amp;m=p&amp;amp;r=240p&amp;amp;start_res=240p&amp;amp;i=m&amp;amp;ct=&amp;amp;cu=http://www.olamshrine.com&amp;amp;options="&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed id="vp1NQyit" src="http://static.animoto.com/swf/w.swf?w=swf/vp1&amp;amp;e=1298745291&amp;amp;f=NQyit44FIpHZHi4mNtPGKg&amp;amp;d=195&amp;amp;m=p&amp;amp;r=240p&amp;amp;start_res=240p&amp;amp;i=m&amp;amp;ct=&amp;amp;cu=http://www.olamshrine.com&amp;amp;options=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="432" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This is a small little preview of the much-asked-about John Paul II Eucharistic Center in progress here at the Shrine of the Most Blessed Sacrament &amp;amp; Our Lady of the Angels Monastery. To Catholics and believers of all faiths alike, the reason for the Shrine, while prominent, remains an inexhaustible mystery . At the center and heart of the chapel here is Christ truly present in the Eucharist.  The JPII center is a 'small' yet significant and innovative tribute to Jesus' unfathomable gift to us - Himself in the Eucharist. Here, visitors to the Shrine can step into recreations of a Jewish home at Passover (a foreshadowing of the Eucharist) and a constructed synagogue like the one where Christ would have given the discourse in John chapter 6. On display are immense paintings depicting the price Christ paid to give us this memorial of His passion and death. Multi Media presentations including stunning reenactment of historical Eucharistic miracles as well as dynamic question and answer segments are available at various booths. Not least of all are tributes to Saints and martyrs who gave the ultimate confession of faith in Christ's Real Presence - their own life.  Your prayers and support for this great work are truly appreciated! Adoro te devote!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-6946845794469444467?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/6946845794469444467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=6946845794469444467&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/6946845794469444467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/6946845794469444467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/02/glimpse-jpii-eucharistic-center.html' title='A Glimpse: The JPII Eucharistic Center'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-5255535814779178742</id><published>2011-02-21T10:03:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T19:33:38.955-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='More Excitement'/><title type='text'>Beginning Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JhmtNandUXU/TWKQD-KVyEI/AAAAAAAAAMk/iBouOgrzaG8/s1600/P1070695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576177686538471490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JhmtNandUXU/TWKQD-KVyEI/AAAAAAAAAMk/iBouOgrzaG8/s200/P1070695.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Not long ago, we had a reunion - Part II - with our AZ Sisters! Having recently moved ‘on site’ with their newly constructed chapel and in need of help to build a monastery, the Desert Nuns were invited to be on EWTN’s Life on the Rock show. That’s where their visit with us at OLAM began… sharing stories from the years when we’ve been many miles apart and getting a ‘simulated-imagine-it-in-your-mind’ tour of their chapel (with no pics!) from their chief ‘architect’ Sr. St. Paul, was great fun! All too soon, it was time to see them off…and off to the show!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Close on the heels of this excitement, another (albeit unexpected) ‘friend’ invited himself into the chapel. High up on a wall, by a large stained glass window there was a small black blot – a &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;bat&lt;/i&gt;. Although his kind has taken refuge, or found adventure maneuvering their way into the Shrine – this one behaved quite differently from those who have previously visited us. As darkness fell, and the lights went off, this nocturnal creature put his flying, diving and swooping skills on display for Sisters spending an hour with the Lord! By nightlights and candlelight, these adorers saw enough to give them a night to remember! Providentially, that week we had readings at Mass about Noah and his incredible trial of faith: 40 days in the &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;Ark&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; with hoards of animals - and the known world obliterated. It made &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;1&lt;/b&gt; night in the chapel with &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;1&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; bat sorely pale in comparison! Just imagining a ship the size of the Shrine filled with all kinds of creatures, having minimal light, ventilation and &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;silence&lt;/i&gt;… made Noah seem more heroic than ever before. Thankfully he began again, all over again after the flood… or where would we be? So here we have it: another day to begin again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-5255535814779178742?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/5255535814779178742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=5255535814779178742&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/5255535814779178742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/5255535814779178742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/02/beginning-again.html' title='Beginning Again'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JhmtNandUXU/TWKQD-KVyEI/AAAAAAAAAMk/iBouOgrzaG8/s72-c/P1070695.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-5106897581329678126</id><published>2011-02-11T14:25:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T19:06:29.827-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sr. John Paul&apos;s 1st Profession'/><title type='text'>Vows At Candlemas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zOV3uups-wk/TVWcjyNe7PI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Ql7QXvNUEPw/s1600/srjp1stvows.png"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 133px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572532252528536818" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zOV3uups-wk/TVWcjyNe7PI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Ql7QXvNUEPw/s400/srjp1stvows.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:'DellaRobbia BT';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;r. John Paul, named after the soon to be beatified Pope, made her first profession of vows on February 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt;, the day her namesake had dedicated as the day for Consecrated Life. February 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt;, primarily the Feast of the Presentation of the Lord, is suffused with the Light of Christ as we celebrate him as the light of revelation to the nations. Fittingly, Sister made her public profession to follow Christ in poverty, chastity and obedience on this day. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'DellaRobbia BT';font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'DellaRobbia BT';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The candlelight procession at this Mass, (also known as Candlemas), seems to resonate with other celebrations where all present hold a light as a sign and testament of their faith – the Easter Vigil, Rosary Processions and World Youth Day Vigils, just to name a few. Particularly at the Easter Vigil, each member of the faithful, standing in the light of their own candle and those surrounding them, renews his or her baptismal promises to reject Satan and the works of darkness and also professes one’s faith in God. Sister John Paul deepened this act of faith by religious profession in order to live according to the Gospel and its counsels. What an awesome gift to make such a promise in the presence of this cloud of witnesses (both on heaven &amp;amp; earth!). And what a grace for us, to have another Sister zealously dedicated to the adoration and service of Our Lord! Sister herself was beaming with smiles throughout this joyous day – a testimony that the light of Christ was truly burning within! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;“You must be strong with the strength that comes from faith… I ask you to accept once again your spiritual heritage… with faith, hope and love… I ask that you never despair, never grow weary, never become discouraged; that the roots from which we grow are never severed; that you keep your faith despite&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;your weakness, that you always seek strength in Him; that you never lose that freedom of spirit for which He has liberated man; that you never spurn that love… expressed by the cross, without which human life has no roots and no meaning. I ask this of you.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;Venerable John Paul II&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-5106897581329678126?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/5106897581329678126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=5106897581329678126&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/5106897581329678126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/5106897581329678126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/02/vows-at-candlemas.html' title='Vows At Candlemas'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zOV3uups-wk/TVWcjyNe7PI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Ql7QXvNUEPw/s72-c/srjp1stvows.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-8863756048100700025</id><published>2011-01-28T20:01:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T15:06:26.781-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sum of it All</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TUN1-e06D1I/AAAAAAAAAL4/J2dgUvwJWBg/s1600/IMG_7517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TUN1-e06D1I/AAAAAAAAAL4/J2dgUvwJWBg/s200/IMG_7517.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567423280647376722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Missy BT';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ne of the yearly landmarks in the monastery is the great day of &lt;i&gt;Job Changes&lt;/i&gt;!! This telling moment takes place early in the year after some serious efforts are made to get one’s ‘charges’ in order for the next Sister designated to that particular job. New assignments can be thrilling for some – the refectorian may be ecstatic to trade in setting tables every day for baking bread … or the laundry sister may happily exchange folding towels for dicing peaches in the canning room. Come what may, whether it’s continuing on in the same tasks, or being challenged with a whole new set of responsibilities, there is always something new to be learned and grace to carry on!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Missy BT';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;  There are of course supremely important things that do not change in the daily patterns of our day. Mass, adoration, spiritual reading – all these ‘activities’ are primary, and they are where one’s ‘learning experiences’ all begin. &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St.&lt;/st1:place&gt; Thomas Aquinas, whose feast is today (the 28&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;!) is someone with incredible mental genius. This ability, surrendered to God in prayer and study, became a fantastic source of wisdom for the whole Church. His knowledge and insight seemingly spanning theology, has put into words and into beautiful hymns and prayers what the faithful have always believed. Though his intelligence may seem so far superior, one can, like him, come to know ‘the height and the length and the breadth of God’s love’ – these things he learned from the Crucified One. To study in search of the Truth Himself gradually opens the heart and mind more and more to realize as &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;St. Thomas&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; did, the greatness and the goodness of God. The more one comes to know about Him, the more it all comes clear (as it says in the book of Sirach) that: “The sum of all our words is: He is all.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Missy BT';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Missy BT';" &gt;St.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Missy BT';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; Thomas Aquinas : Short Prayer After Communion &lt;i&gt;Sweetest Jesus, Body and Blood most holy, be the delight and pleasure of my soul, my strength and salvation in all temptations, my joy and peace in every trial, my light and guide in every word and deed, and my final protection in death. Amen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-8863756048100700025?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/8863756048100700025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=8863756048100700025&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/8863756048100700025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/8863756048100700025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/01/sum-of-it-all.html' title='Sum of it All'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TUN1-e06D1I/AAAAAAAAAL4/J2dgUvwJWBg/s72-c/IMG_7517.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-4077880398149556005</id><published>2011-01-20T09:40:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T15:09:47.357-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PCPA meeting'/><title type='text'>Despite the Snow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TThY7t_UA6I/AAAAAAAAALg/ksAZH7XDLeY/s1600/IMG_7682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564295122596922274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TThY7t_UA6I/AAAAAAAAALg/ksAZH7XDLeY/s320/IMG_7682.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%; "&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;r&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ecent meeting of PCPAs here at Our Lady of the Angels had some proof of God’s Divine Humor in the drama surrounding this event. We hardly could have guessed that a group of nuns traveling from the sunny deserts of Arizona &amp;amp; the warmth of Texas would have had their travel plans befuddled by a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia; "&gt;SNOWSTORM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; "&gt; in (of all places) Alabama! Though snow delays are tidings of great joy amongst students and teachers - for nuns awaiting their long-distant Sisters, such anticipation is among the greatest of penances! To give the shortened version of the story… the Sisters finally arrived safe and sound to our great delight, and the meetings commenced! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Many exciting themes focusing on the core of our contemplative vocation coalesced during these four days of sharing amongst our ‘extended community’: PCPA identity, integrity, human development and flexibility were included in the discussions. Underlying and supporting these important ideas is the need to INSPIRE one another, or plainly put, good example. And there is only one source, one example – we look to Jesus Christ for our interior transformation. Franciscans like to keep things simple. A good formation plan (for anyone, really) begins with oneself. This is a life-long adventure (i.e. on-going formation) that is sure to be filled with laughter, tears, and the inspiring example from others who live their Vocations to the max - inside or outside the monastic grill!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;has the new &amp;amp; fresh feel yet. Let us forge ahead with hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;We are in this race together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5infont-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5infont-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Above is a shot of : Sr. St. John, Sr. Marie Andre (AZ), Sr. Gabriel &amp;amp; Sr. Fidelis(AZ) during a reprieve from the meetings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://desertnuns.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://desertnuns.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; for an glimpse at the Arizona nuns' story!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-4077880398149556005?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/4077880398149556005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=4077880398149556005&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/4077880398149556005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/4077880398149556005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/01/despite-snow.html' title='Despite the Snow...'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TThY7t_UA6I/AAAAAAAAALg/ksAZH7XDLeY/s72-c/IMG_7682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-9051299453830360067</id><published>2011-01-01T15:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T18:48:23.962-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epiphany'/><title type='text'>A Different Route</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TR-cKfg_AJI/AAAAAAAAAKo/zTyh_sXHpTE/s1600/IMG_7566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TR-cKfg_AJI/AAAAAAAAAKo/zTyh_sXHpTE/s200/IMG_7566.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557332169270952082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;piphany at Our Lady of the Angels Monastery has a striking character; it is the day when we have our ‘house blessing.’ ‘Every heart’ here has striven to ‘prepare Him room,’ and every nun has cleaned her cell! Therefore it is a perfect time to join ‘heaven &amp;amp; nature’ in singing the glories of God and invoking the blessing of our newborn Savior. As prayers are prayed and carols sung through the hallways, the words of the Magi are apropos: “we have come to adore Him!” &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Like these noble men, countless Christians (and maybe you!) have sought out the Christ, have been led by the light of faith, and have found Him, not in a manger as they did, but abiding in the Eucharist.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Such an encounter with God includes a call, an invitation. As Pope Benedict writes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;’And they departed to their own country by another way&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;i&gt;Mt&lt;/i&gt; 2:12). &lt;i style=""&gt;The Gospel tells us that after their meeting with Christ, the Magi returned home "by another way". This change of route can symbolize the &lt;span style=""&gt;conversion&lt;/span&gt; to which all those who encounter Jesus are called, in order to become the true worshippers that He desires (cf &lt;span style=""&gt;Jn&lt;/span&gt; 4: 23-24)…Listening to Christ and worshipping Him leads us to make &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;courageous choices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt; ... Jesus is demanding, because He wishes our genuine happiness. …When we meet Christ and accept His Gospel, life changes and we are driven to communicate our experience to others.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;One such person who could perhaps identify with this call to live a life especially dedicated to God and His Gospel is our newest postulant, Sr. Christy. A bright new star in our midst, she entered on the Solemnity of the Immaculate Conception, December 8, 2010! Thank you for keeping her in your prayers as her great journey begins! And thanks be to God for the grace He gives to men and women such as her to make ‘courageous choices’ on behalf of the Church! May you be blessed with a new encounter with the Word made Flesh this Epiphany!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-9051299453830360067?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/9051299453830360067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=9051299453830360067&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/9051299453830360067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/9051299453830360067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2011/01/different-route.html' title='A Different Route'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TR-cKfg_AJI/AAAAAAAAAKo/zTyh_sXHpTE/s72-c/IMG_7566.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-6886211906507246723</id><published>2010-12-24T19:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T19:28:45.123-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 2010'/><title type='text'>Hidden Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TRVIsk2j5SI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6Fl-gECR4lE/s1600/gloriainprof2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554425646075340066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TRVIsk2j5SI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6Fl-gECR4lE/s400/gloriainprof2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;he greatest of gifts are often those we could never ask for, never dream of, or hardly expect. Or, if they are something we ask for, we often don’t comprehend what that something entails or really means until… it arrives! Christmas is here, and who could have planned such a celebration but God Himself?! A Messiah, a Just King, had been awaited for so long, but who could have imagined a humble, incarnate, God-made-man who had come to “[bear] our grief and [carry] our sorrows” (Isaiah 53:4)? As Pope Benedict said, “God is always faithful to His promises, but He often surprises us in the way He fulfills them.” Perhaps this is one of God’s greatest ‘joys’ – giving the unexpected, or fulfilling desires beyond His creatures imaginings! And what a cause for celebration for us, to know that our God loves us so much that He sent His only Son to save us, redeem us, justify us and bring us to that place that ‘no eye has seen or ear has heard!’ He surprised Joseph, astounded Our Lady, amazed the Magi, and caused the Shepherds to wonder at the mystery of His incarnation. Let it be so for us as we see before us the works of God! Merry Christmas to you from the Nuns! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We hope you enjoy the poem on our humble God. – To follow soon: news &amp;amp; picture of our New Postulant – Sr. Christy who entered this Advent! Pray for our Sister who has entered on a journey beyond imagining!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-6886211906507246723?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/6886211906507246723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=6886211906507246723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/6886211906507246723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/6886211906507246723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2010/12/hidden-surprise.html' title='Hidden Surprise'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TRVIsk2j5SI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6Fl-gECR4lE/s72-c/gloriainprof2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-7905632060865779514</id><published>2010-12-03T16:16:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T19:01:50.239-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May She Rest In Peace'/><title type='text'>A Life Well Lived</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TPmRedejbzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/gzdbK8iDANA/s1600/srbernadetterequiem.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 333px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546624368578359090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TPmRedejbzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/gzdbK8iDANA/s400/srbernadetterequiem.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;r. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Bernadette had an evangelization charism all her own. A true blooded Italian through and through, she enjoyed people immensely and unhesitatingly offered encouragement, counsel or a joke when it was needed. Initially, new sisters here often found it astounding when Sister Bernadette received hundreds of Christmas cards each year (no exaggeration!). But after witnessing her conversations with our own family members in the parlor, or a nurse in a doctor’s office, it is clear why she is so personally beloved by numerous friends. She often remarked that she “never met a person [she] didn’t like” – a testimony to her own geniality! Perhaps the underlying reason for such personable generosity was her untiring fidelity to Christ and her vocation. Even into her 80s, she would eagerly volunteer to fill in for an extra nocturnal adoration hour when needed. The adventures and challenges that filled her 60 years of religious life, as well as the 31 years before her entrance, became for her stories and lessons that she readily handed on to us. In a way, they are the inheritance that she has left us. Our only sister in her nineties, Sister spent the first several decades of her monastic life at Sancta Clara Monastery in &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Canton&lt;/st1:city&gt; &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;OH&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; as an extern sister.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Then she made her way south and lived here in the cloister, making garments for Infant of Prague statues and doing her best to keep up with the correspondence of the many friends she loved. She was, and still is, an incredible blessing to us and all who have come to know her over the years. Sister Bernadette passed peacefully to her eternal reward on the night of December 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;, 2010. May God grant her eternal rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-7905632060865779514?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/7905632060865779514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=7905632060865779514&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/7905632060865779514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/7905632060865779514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-well-lived.html' title='A Life Well Lived'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TPmRedejbzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/gzdbK8iDANA/s72-c/srbernadetterequiem.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-3418000973425235766</id><published>2010-11-27T15:53:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T16:01:54.646-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent Week 1'/><title type='text'>Someone Worth Waiting For</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544352312068109042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TPF_DXZvcvI/AAAAAAAAAIw/EAjz37YWCL0/s200/IMG_7525.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;s of Vespers today, November 27&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, Advent begins! Throughout the Church the Antiphon is raised, “Proclaim the good news among the nations: Our God will come to save us.” Again and again, year after year, we sing this magnificent mercy of God – He comes to save us from sin and draw us to Himself. The conviction that He IS coming, that He HAS come, and that He dwells among us is coupled with the longing of the entire Church whose members desire to be united to their Lord as she takes up the refrain: “Come Lord, do not delay!” Come and fill our emptiness, come and wash away our sins, come and create in us a pure heart, come and stay with us, come and take us to Yourself. In this light of longing for and expectation of Christ’s coming, the monastic life has an incomparable significance. What is the purpose of the cloister but to allow those within to be with God and to “be about His work” – interceding, asking for the coming of God and His grace into the darkness of the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On the Solemnity of Christ the King, we received a brand new postulant into the monastery - Sister Nicole! After making three courageous knocks onto the enclosure door, she was admitted to the cloister. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She followed her new Sisters to the chapel as “Adoremus in Aeternum” was sung. Kneeling before the altar, she was clothed with the postulant veil and received the medal worn by novices and postulants of our order. Our newly garbed Sister was brimming with happiness and excitement as we greeted her one by one. We are most grateful for God’s gift of this new vocation! Please pray for our newest Sister who begins a brand new life, a life full of longing and preparations for the coming of Christ. Come Lord Jesus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-3418000973425235766?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/3418000973425235766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=3418000973425235766&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/3418000973425235766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/3418000973425235766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2010/11/someone-worth-waiting-for.html' title='Someone Worth Waiting For'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TPF_DXZvcvI/AAAAAAAAAIw/EAjz37YWCL0/s72-c/IMG_7525.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-2778967059625123331</id><published>2010-11-02T20:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T20:31:43.005-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sr. Mary Lucia&apos;s Investment'/><title type='text'>A New Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TNC7UyGxkhI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/BNXYKC_Y0bQ/s1600/IMG_7402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TNC7UyGxkhI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/BNXYKC_Y0bQ/s200/IMG_7402.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535129907760304658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span &gt;O&lt;/span&gt;n October 25&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, our postulant Sr. Elaine became Sr. Mary Lucia of the Holy Trinity and was invested with the holy habit! It was a day of immense happiness for Sister, her parents, siblings and friends who made long journeys to witness her entrance into the novitiate. We always look forward to asking the just-hours-old-novice’s family what they think of their daughter’s new name! Whether the Sister’s patroness is a complete surprise or has been her friend for years, inevitably there is a swelling recognition: “This is it! Her name fits!”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is a testament to the special grace from above that comes with one’s new identity in Christ. This identity is coupled with a mission or task which seems a mystery at first glance. A novice’s life is imbued with prayer and she is immersed in a life of service. From these primary “works” her unique formation begins… a transformation process destined to last a lifetime! Please keep our newest novice in your prayers. She is named after St. Lucy, virgin and martyr who is often invoked for those suffering from eye disorders. We pray that God may truly give us all the grace of “having the &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;eyes of [our] hearts enlightened&lt;/b&gt;, that [we] may know what is the hope to which He has called [us]” Eph 1:18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-2778967059625123331?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/2778967059625123331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=2778967059625123331&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/2778967059625123331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/2778967059625123331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-name.html' title='A New Name'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TNC7UyGxkhI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/BNXYKC_Y0bQ/s72-c/IMG_7402.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-4345461377312137784</id><published>2010-10-20T16:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T16:25:26.382-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catholic Radio Conference'/><title type='text'>On Air!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have you ever turned on the radio just in time to hear someone say or sing something that impacted your mind and heart – something that broke through an endless cycle of hopeless thoughts, or gave you needed encouragement? Catholic Radio has such a mission; a mission to bring the riches of our faith and hope in Christ to all people through the airwaves. Just recently this month, the Shrine of the Most Blessed Sacrament was flooded with over 150 faithful Catholics who posses an extraordinary vision and goal. An International Radio Conference composed of people who currently run a Catholic radio station and those who are rookies in such a venture, spent a day here in discussion and prayer. It was incredibly inspiring to join these men and women in prayer at the Mass. Our own Bishop R. Baker preached a powerful homily on the necessity to “rejoice in hope, be patient under trial, persevere in prayer” (Romans 12:12) especially when undertaking such pronounced missionary work. He spoke of the hardships that have been and would be encountered by those committed to spreading the light of the Gospel. The cost for souls is great. Please pray for these courageous men and women who are taking St. Paul’s words with absolute seriousness: “I will gladly spend and be spent for your sakes” (2 Cor 2:15) and “woe to me if I do not preach the Gospel (1 Cor 9:15)! ” As the work of Catholic Radio continues to impact our world, let us also preach the Gospel by our words and actions! Live Jesus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-4345461377312137784?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/4345461377312137784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=4345461377312137784&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/4345461377312137784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/4345461377312137784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2010/10/on-air.html' title='On Air!'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-9141028014175918896</id><published>2010-10-03T14:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T14:30:12.001-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In Honor of the Feast of Our Holy Father St. Francis'/><title type='text'>Laus Deo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object id="vp1i0i1B" width="432" height="240" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.animoto.com/swf/w.swf?w=swf/vp1&amp;e=1286134079&amp;f=i0i1B2bHTtoHqRJQPuvKOg&amp;d=140&amp;m=a&amp;r=w&amp;i=m&amp;ct=&amp;cu=&amp;options="&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed id="vp1i0i1B" src="http://static.animoto.com/swf/w.swf?w=swf/vp1&amp;e=1286134079&amp;f=i0i1B2bHTtoHqRJQPuvKOg&amp;d=140&amp;m=a&amp;r=w&amp;i=m&amp;ct=&amp;cu=&amp;options=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="432" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-9141028014175918896?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/9141028014175918896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=9141028014175918896&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/9141028014175918896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/9141028014175918896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2010/10/laus-deo.html' title='Laus Deo'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-1344037153376669215</id><published>2010-10-01T19:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T19:42:36.545-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St Therese'/><title type='text'>Choosing All</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TKZ-8xkzPHI/AAAAAAAAAIA/R6zu-JPoJfY/s1600/thumbnailCAPFX312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 106px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523241575581432946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TKZ-8xkzPHI/AAAAAAAAAIA/R6zu-JPoJfY/s200/thumbnailCAPFX312.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:'Missy BT';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;mbarking on a missions trip, or a month long service project is a laudable and usually life changing endeavor. Yet&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TKZ-wCONXhI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ahhqhZbwFbg/s1600/thumbnailCAPFX312.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dedicating one’s life to missionary activity and the service of those in need finds its true value and worth only in the ‘mirror of eternity.’ Saint Therese, patroness of missions, is one who understood the importance of ‘giving all.’ &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She lived her days so conscious of God and so attentive to Him that she strove never to miss an opportunity to offer a sacrifice for love of Him. Perhaps this is one of the roots of her unshakable confidence: the fact that she had always done God’s will and not her own.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She knew He would not be outdone in generosity. This poses what would be a daunting example to us if the Saint had not called it ‘the little way.’ In a sense, Bl. Mother Teresa summed up this spirituality in her own life when she said: ‘Take whatever He gives and give whatever He takes with a big smile.’&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;That is a gift of self in its entirety! Do we not realize that we are immensely loved when someone readily sacrifices their own hopes and ambitions, even without our asking, just to please us? In this sense we can understand the joy God takes in His Saints. They are the ones who find all their delight in loving Him, doing His bidding, and seeking the good of His children – just because He is our Good God! When his love is reciprocated in this way, we find God where He desires to dwell… in our brothers and sisters. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-1344037153376669215?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/1344037153376669215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=1344037153376669215&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/1344037153376669215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/1344037153376669215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2010/10/choosing-all.html' title='Choosing All'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TKZ-8xkzPHI/AAAAAAAAAIA/R6zu-JPoJfY/s72-c/thumbnailCAPFX312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-2006648867710132121</id><published>2010-09-25T16:16:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T19:05:46.039-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TJ5pdQV4J4I/AAAAAAAAAHs/7HrV_jETOc8/s1600/IMG_6588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520966144526657410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TJ5pdQV4J4I/AAAAAAAAAHs/7HrV_jETOc8/s200/IMG_6588.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:'Missy BT';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;requently we receive prayer requests from couples who desire children but who are unable to conceive, and few things are more thrilling than having new parents write that ‘their prayers have been answered!’ Both the suffering desire of waiting for a child and the joy of a new little one are testimonies to the sanctity and the supreme beauty of life itself. Someone who longs to bring forth life has in fact, a unique opportunity to recognize all the more the great gift of the persons that surround them. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Each life is a real gift – an undeserved, unasked for, willed by God, created for and by Love – gift! And with these gifts comes great responsibilities that conscientious parents know very well! The call to support, nurture and promote the good of the lives of our neighbors is imperative for all of us. The consequences of neglecting such ‘good works’ contributes to the deterioration and even corruption of our families and society at large. As GK Chesterton said, “If we believe in the sanctity of human life, it must be really a sanctity; we must make sacrifices for it.” For Christians this is certainly not new – the Gospel is full of such admonitions. Even now, as 40 Days For Life is observed throughout our nation and around the world, it is the perfect time to renew again our wonder at the beauty of human life and our resolve to make sacrifices for the good of each of our neighbors – those born and unborn! With this mindset we steer clear of the dangerous temptation to ‘take and control’ that which is not legitimately ours.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We belong to God, the all wise Creator and Master of all life and we are safe in HIS Hands.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Missy BT';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Missy BT';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The Pictures above were taken at Sr. Maria Maris Stella’s investiture family visit in our parlor! Little nieces and nephews, brothers and sisters of our Sisters usually ‘steal the show’ whenever we have the joy to spend time with them!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-2006648867710132121?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/2006648867710132121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=2006648867710132121&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/2006648867710132121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/2006648867710132121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2010/09/loving-life.html' title='Loving Life'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TJ5pdQV4J4I/AAAAAAAAAHs/7HrV_jETOc8/s72-c/IMG_6588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-7512830574551274045</id><published>2010-09-18T16:04:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T20:08:15.790-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Commemorating the Beatification of JH Newman'/><title type='text'>Led By Grace &amp; Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TJViUwTrGkI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Z2TGZd35lkE/s1600/newmanrevised.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 180px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518425027116735042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TJViUwTrGkI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Z2TGZd35lkE/s200/newmanrevised.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TJVd787j3NI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Hp77Gtn4xQQ/s1600/newmanrevised.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;he man we honor today throughout the Church, Blessed John Henry Newman, is a brilliant example for all who seek to follow Christ’s lead, His light, His truth.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The tangible graces that evoked a principle conversion in Newman at the young age of 15, awakened in him the realization that God was “Closer to me than I am to myself.” Such awareness drew him to solitude where he saw all the beauties of this world as a veil through which he glimpsed the greatest reality – God. This depth of resonance with grace gave him a great capacity to recognize the divine call and accordingly follow his conscience. Led by the unerring wisdom of the Church Fathers, he embraced the Catholic faith at the expense of his former clerical career and unfortunately, many friendships. As &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;St. Paul&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; once wrote, he had forfeited everything for the sake of the surpassing knowledge of Jesus Christ. Not knowing what he was to do as he entered the Church, the conviction that he had a mission to fulfill never abated. Indeed, he was to be conformed in the pattern of Christ’s suffering. After entering the Church, setbacks, misunderstandings, failed ventures, lack of support and other difficulties relentlessly struck their blows. Nevertheless, he became and remained a faithful and courageous shepherd, laboring for others. Again and again and again he abandoned himself to the Hand and Providence of God. It was in this self surrender that he was ushered “From shadows and fantasies to truth.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He will intercede for us also, that we might never give up seeking the light of truth.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;‘&lt;em&gt;A man of conscience is one who never acquires tolerance, well-being, success, public standing, and approval on the part of prevailing opinion at the expense of truth. In this regard Newman is related to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Britain&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;’s other great witness of conscience, Thomas More, for whom conscience was not at all an expression of subjective stubbornness or obstinate heroism. He numbered himself, in fact, among those fainthearted martyrs who only after faltering and much questioning succeed in mustering up obedience to conscience, mustering up obedience to the truth, which must stand higher than any human tribunal or any type of personal taste&lt;/em&gt;.’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;~ Joseph Cardinal Ratzinger from the Book 'On Conscience'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Calligraph421 BT';"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-7512830574551274045?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/7512830574551274045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=7512830574551274045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/7512830574551274045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/7512830574551274045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2010/09/led-by-grace-truth.html' title='Led By Grace &amp; Truth'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TJViUwTrGkI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Z2TGZd35lkE/s72-c/newmanrevised.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-7966291653492998654</id><published>2010-09-04T16:12:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T20:08:33.214-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sr. Marie Emmanuel 50 Years'/><title type='text'>Cause of Our Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TIanMUMtWYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/tZMX6WREvX4/s1600/SMEann1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514278623784032642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TIanMUMtWYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/tZMX6WREvX4/s200/SMEann1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Hank BT';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TIanW3W2FPI/AAAAAAAAAGc/J45vLzMcF9g/s1600/smeann2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514278805020480754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TIanW3W2FPI/AAAAAAAAAGc/J45vLzMcF9g/s200/smeann2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For the faithful disciple of Christ, the days commemorating one’s commitment to God are second in joy only to the day when ‘it’s all been said and done!’ Today Sr. Marie Emmanuel of the Mother of God celebrates 50 years in Religious Life and it is a day of joy indeed! Her Jubilee Mass honored Mary, Cause of Our Joy whose willing ‘fiat’ gave us Christ our Redeemer. Crowned with flowers and joined by family members from various states, Sister radiates the peace and fulfillment of a life lived with and in Our Savior.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Among all the needs and intentions that come our way, Sister Emmanuel has especially ‘adopted’ the EWTN family. As a true friend of God, for her it is imperative that as many persons as possible come to know the goodness of her Spouse – and to that end all ‘being and doing’ is directed. It certainly is no secret that any form of Christian life has it’s share of drama (the drama of salvation!). Living in Religious Life for so long is no exception to the above statement! In short – Sister Emmanuel has a huge stock of stories galore. But the best ones are still being lived… Congratulations Sister!&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-7966291653492998654?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/7966291653492998654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=7966291653492998654&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/7966291653492998654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/7966291653492998654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2010/09/cause-of-our-joy.html' title='Cause of Our Joy'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TIanMUMtWYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/tZMX6WREvX4/s72-c/SMEann1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-234621742142574144</id><published>2010-08-21T15:46:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T18:26:54.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lest We Forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/THA-4CJy9yI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NTWdpO9z8Mw/s1600/czestochova.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 155px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507971476645672738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/THA-4CJy9yI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NTWdpO9z8Mw/s200/czestochova.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/THA9rcdVf-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/5IaLsdlS5zs/s1600/IMG_4447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 127px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507970160857022434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/THA9rcdVf-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/5IaLsdlS5zs/s200/IMG_4447.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;orgetting has its consequences, for better or for worse. We usually don’t mind if someone forgets that we are responsible for that spill on the floor, or the one who made the dent in the car. Indeed, is not God’s ‘casting behind [His] back all our sins,’ – His forgetting – a great part of His Mercy? It’s when we forget to do good – to assist someone we promised to relieve, or fail to remember a birthday, that we easily disappoint or even hurt those we love. Forgetting God, our ultimate good, and turning our gaze from Him is the greatest danger of this human malady. Here we run the risk of ‘innocently’ choosing something else, someone else, some idol to meet our very human needs. Remembering then, holds supreme importance in our lives. If we remember God and who we are in Him, then everything else starts to take proper order.&lt;br /&gt;Of all the Marian prayers, the Memorare which begins…&lt;em&gt;REMEMBER O most gracious Virgin Mary&lt;/em&gt;, is a compelling reminder to us that there is someone who never forgets us. Our Mother in heaven and all the Saints who have gone before us are never unmindful of our needs, our hopes, and our strivings. Although we necessarily must pass through this ‘vale of tears,’ it is not without the ever present aid of Our Father in heaven and Our Mother of Mercy. Since we are so prone to forget such reassuring truths, it is good to conscientiously take time to REMEMBER every day, God’s mercy to us, His Providence seen through those who do us good, the ways in which He has answered our prayers, the good He has brought out of our trials, and so much more! &lt;em&gt;Give thanks to the Lord for He is good, His love endures forever!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the more humorous side of this weakness, good natured (albeit strained!)&lt;/em&gt; amusement &lt;em&gt;often ensues here if the sisters leading the Divine Office lose their place and forget where the rest of the choir left off… Scenes like these remind us, (lest we forget!) that despite all our shortcomings we are deeply loved by God who asks of us our goodwill!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-234621742142574144?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/234621742142574144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=234621742142574144&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/234621742142574144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/234621742142574144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2010/08/lest-we-forget.html' title='Lest We Forget'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/THA-4CJy9yI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NTWdpO9z8Mw/s72-c/czestochova.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-1562835408700332417</id><published>2010-08-09T15:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T12:53:30.414-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music is &apos;Canon&apos; by Dax Johnson'/><title type='text'>August Tribute</title><content type='html'>&lt;object id="vp1vUBfR" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" height="240" width="432"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.animoto.com/swf/w.swf?w=swf/vp1&amp;amp;e=1281384785&amp;amp;f=vUBfRbEoHEg9CJDbuv7mSQ&amp;amp;d=194&amp;amp;m=a&amp;amp;r=w&amp;amp;i=m&amp;amp;ct=&amp;amp;cu=&amp;amp;options="&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed id="vp1vUBfR" src="http://static.animoto.com/swf/w.swf?w=swf/vp1&amp;amp;e=1281384785&amp;amp;f=vUBfRbEoHEg9CJDbuv7mSQ&amp;amp;d=194&amp;amp;m=a&amp;amp;r=w&amp;amp;i=m&amp;amp;ct=&amp;amp;cu=&amp;amp;options=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="240" width="432"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-1562835408700332417?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/1562835408700332417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=1562835408700332417&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/1562835408700332417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/1562835408700332417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2010/08/august-tribute.html' title='August Tribute'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-4308182328102881540</id><published>2010-08-06T15:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T15:36:02.411-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transfiguration'/><title type='text'>Fully Awake</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 379.0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;ne of the most common hurdles to living a vibrant life is fatigue. Weariness. Lack of sleep. If you’re a student falling asleep in an endless lecture, a mom handling a thousand little problems in a day (no elaboration needed!), or doing your best to keep pace with projects in your job, exhaustion is no stranger. As perpetual adorers, the struggle to ‘stay awake and watch’ with Christ during our vigils by night and day is frequently just that: a struggle! For those of us who do not wake up with vim and vigor, a stiff cup of coffee is absolutely essential if we are to ‘awake the dawn’ with praises of God! Today, on the Feast of the Transfiguration, we join good company in this battle for consciousness. Peter, James and John joined Our Lord on the mountain for prayer. There they were “overcome by sleep, but becoming fully awake, they saw his glory” (Luke 9:32). What did it mean for them to become ‘&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;fully awake&lt;/i&gt;?’ They were more than just physically awake; they were overcome to the depths of their souls. Jesus was revealing to them, not only the mystery of the cross and His sufferings, but giving them a glimpse of His resurrected glory in which we also are destined to share. Not comprehending all of this at the time, the apostles nonetheless had &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;seen&lt;/i&gt; the intertwining of the cross and their future glory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 379.0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;As we strain to be ‘fully awake’ to the Presence of God in our lives, and the needs of others (even with a mug of coffee or two!) we can trust that unseen grace is at work in our hearts. The Transfiguration is a promise to us that though we only ‘know in part; then [we] shall understand fully, even as [we] have been fully understood” (1 Corinthians 13:12)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 379.0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-4308182328102881540?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/4308182328102881540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=4308182328102881540&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/4308182328102881540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/4308182328102881540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2010/08/fully-awake.html' title='Fully Awake'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-1087065638143925912</id><published>2010-07-31T15:47:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T19:47:33.895-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A 4th To Remember'/><title type='text'>To Be Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TFSM4bPExXI/AAAAAAAAAEw/0cNaeKLqNNM/s1600/4thjuly10.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500175945937765746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TFSM4bPExXI/AAAAAAAAAEw/0cNaeKLqNNM/s320/4thjuly10.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;n a cloister world, as in the greater portion of our civilization, holidays such as Labor day, and 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of July are gratefully relished. Although for us there is no solid basis to petition for an “afternoon off - holiday” for “National Boss Day” or the like, there are plenty of Saints and significant events on our daily liturgical calendar to flavor what looks like an ordinary day. Recently we celebrated Saint Martha, patroness of cooks, who is often a favorite among those who thrive on ‘doing.’ Martha and Mary are often presented as the icons of the active and contemplative dimensions of our Christian life. So many writers and preachers have stressed that this ‘balance’ or union between the ‘Martha &amp;amp; Mary’ in our own lives is a good one to have! But perhaps it is their encounter with Jesus as the &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Resurrection&lt;/i&gt; which binds these two sisters together in a spectacular and profound way. It was to Martha, distraught over her brother’s death that Jesus said: “I am the resurrection and the life” (John 11:25). And it was to Mary (if we consider Mary of Bethany and Mary Magdalene to be the same person), seeking Him in anguish at the empty tomb that He asked: “Woman, why are you weeping? Whom do you seek?” (John 20: 15). They both sought Jesus - the source of life. We too can come to Him each day knowing that as we do our work and take time to listen to Him, an ordinary day is filled with the Presence of God and we become truly alive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-1087065638143925912?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/1087065638143925912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=1087065638143925912&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/1087065638143925912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/1087065638143925912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2010/07/to-be-alive.html' title='To Be Alive'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TFSM4bPExXI/AAAAAAAAAEw/0cNaeKLqNNM/s72-c/4thjuly10.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-7735143310019227719</id><published>2010-07-24T14:52:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T15:55:40.426-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sr. Mary Vernoica 1st Profession'/><title type='text'>Black and White</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TEtRhWfU_OI/AAAAAAAAAEY/w0EjReJhj98/s1600/smv1profcollage.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497577403550334178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TEtRhWfU_OI/AAAAAAAAAEY/w0EjReJhj98/s400/smv1profcollage.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ess than a week before her first profession, Sr. Mary Veronica was crowned with flowers at an evening novitiate celebration which inaugurated her pre-profession retreat. Although by now the flowers of that wreath have faded and shriveled, they have been replaced by a different garment, and the time of retreat has given fresh vitality to our radiantly, committed new Junior Professed! July 22&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; dawned clear and was filled with all varieties of joys. We can’t help but marvel at how all the important details fell into place by the ever mysterious hand of Divine Providence. Muffins for guests had been baked, table decorations assembled and the duet Psalm response practiced. More than one sister inquired if someone had stayed up ‘all night’ to furiously finish Sister Veronica’s vow card! (The actual scenario was less dramatic than envisioned: the glue on the card was drying by 3PM on the 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;!) Sister’s family made the trek from &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Wisconsin&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;, and two of her brothers had the honor to participate in the presentation of her veil, monstrance and profession crucifix during the ceremony. As the black veil was handed to the newly professed, Father Dominic read the prayer that implores God that in wearing this garment she may be a ‘sign of the resurrection to come, and put on eternal life.’ Although there are no words to adequately relate the beauty of these sacred moments, the images give a glimpse of the effects of God’s grace. Thank you for your prayers for Sister! She will remember you before Our Lord in the Blessed Sacrament as she has been consecrated to Perpetual Adoration “on behalf of &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Holy&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Church&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;See the link to OLAM Homilies to hear the homily for Sr. Veronica’s Profession Mass).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-7735143310019227719?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/7735143310019227719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=7735143310019227719&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/7735143310019227719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/7735143310019227719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2010/07/black-and-white.html' title='Black and White'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TEtRhWfU_OI/AAAAAAAAAEY/w0EjReJhj98/s72-c/smv1profcollage.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-634496825901903848</id><published>2010-07-12T14:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T14:41:21.047-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Investment News'/><title type='text'>Announcing... New Novices!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDtvPS4mfZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Jk9qGXtHOok/s1600/novices2.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493106479066414482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDtvPS4mfZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Jk9qGXtHOok/s320/novices2.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ur new novice foursome was completed on July 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; as the final investment day arrived after MUCH anticipation – not to mention prayers, supplications and much ‘asking, seeking &amp;amp; knocking’ from these faithful sisters! One of the most climactic moments in a young nun’s life is the timeless span of seconds before receiving her new name. This agonizing time carries a special excitement as the new novice anxiously awaits to hear the name God has given her! During the investment ceremony our full-fledged postulants have their hair sheared. Then they slowly begin to resemble a PCPA as they are clothed piece by piece. These are inspiring moments for all as we recognize that this transformation is both a fulfillment and a promise of God’s abundant grace. Catching a glimpse of the young women’s parents as they see their once ‘little girl’ becoming a new person in Christ is unforgettable. She is not becoming a ‘Mrs. ___’, but &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Sister&lt;/i&gt; ____!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Such ceremonies, like weddings, never get ‘old’ in monastic life. We now have sisters with new names, new patronesses, new grace, and a new leg of their journey to follow. They would tell you that despite the routines characteristic of this particular calling, theirs is no boring life. Since their big days, their new habits have been christened by plum juice stains in the canning room, a rousing water balloon fight on the 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, and the usual rendezvous with the mop bucket or dust rag! When you are about to set out on your own travels to work, vacation, or a summer reunion, please remember these novices in your prayers – may God fulfill the great work He has begun in them! &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Bottom&lt;/i&gt;: Sr. Jeanette Marie of Divine Love &amp;amp; Sr. Chiara Marie of Jesus, True Light. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Top&lt;/i&gt;: Sr. Edith Marie of Our Lady, Ark of the Covenant &amp;amp; Sr. Maria Maris Stella of the Holy Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-634496825901903848?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/634496825901903848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=634496825901903848&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/634496825901903848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/634496825901903848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2010/07/announcing-new-novices.html' title='Announcing... New Novices!'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDtvPS4mfZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Jk9qGXtHOok/s72-c/novices2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2763751908693805839.post-8387696762947406672</id><published>2010-07-02T18:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T16:04:19.233-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer Fruit Fest'/><title type='text'>Small Beginnings &amp; Great Hopes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ello &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Welcome&lt;/span&gt; to the blog of the &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDPE1TvCp_I/AAAAAAAAADI/NDbPxvmGDWU/s1600/IMG_6829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490948790804457458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDPE1TvCp_I/AAAAAAAAADI/NDbPxvmGDWU/s200/IMG_6829.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PCPA&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDPFmhikTeI/AAAAAAAAADQ/w5yquc0_N8U/s1600/IMG_6800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 167px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 117px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490949636323823074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDPFmhikTeI/AAAAAAAAADQ/w5yquc0_N8U/s200/IMG_6800.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuns in Hanceville, AL! &lt;em&gt;Image &amp;amp; Likeness&lt;/em&gt; is a new beginning for us - this is our first blog, and an opportunity to share the good things that God is doing in this little corner of the USA. So often it's easy to forget or overlook the evidence that God is with us in the events of daily life, in our friends &amp;amp; neighbors, and in the challenges we face. But we hope that by 'remembering' post by post, we can come to appreciate with you the great goodness and dignity God has given to each us by calling us to strive for a deep friendship with Him. He has created us in His Image, &amp;amp; called us to fullness of joy as we come to be more like Him! This is a wild journey isn't it ?! &lt;em&gt;And it's worth it&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2763751908693805839-8387696762947406672?l=olamshrine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/feeds/8387696762947406672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2763751908693805839&amp;postID=8387696762947406672&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/8387696762947406672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2763751908693805839/posts/default/8387696762947406672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamshrine.blogspot.com/2010/07/small-beginnings-great-hopes.html' title='Small Beginnings &amp; Great Hopes!'/><author><name>The Nuns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDIGkKTDQiI/AAAAAAAAACA/bcsf5hXEPag/S220/candle.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7Ifd5_xO_M/TDPE1TvCp_I/AAAAAAAAADI/NDbPxvmGDWU/s72-c/IMG_6829.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
