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New Concealed in Old – Old Revealed in New

“The new is in the old concealed; the old is in the new revealed.” – Saint Augustine


Do you want to know more about Jesus than what is in the New Testament? Read the Old Testament.

Do you want to understand what the Old Testament is all about? Read the New Testament.

Just think of the wonderful blessings of fellowship with Christ are waiting to be found through daily quiet times reading the Bible.
See also Dr. Eowyn’s article, Sunday Devotional: The New Covenant.

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A Role Model for All Men

The following is from the book “31 Day Novena to St. Joseph” edited by Dr. Rosalie A. Turton. Reflections and Meditations taken from “St. Joseph as Seen by Mystics and Historians”
While all men would contribute to the death of the savior, only one, St. Joseph, was to save Him from death in his infancy. Crisis reveals character. The flight into Egypt now showed to Mary that God had given her not only a devoted lover and a loyal husband, but a resolute man of action who would shirk nothing in Her defense and that of the child.
Let us consider now the anxiety and fright that Joseph suffered at the time when King Herod was looking for the Child to kill Him. Joseph was so unprepared for this news that, according to the Armenians, he fled the city as soon as he could with his Wife and left Her hidden in a cave. Then he went back to the city to look for some provisions and things for the journey, and he was an eyewitness to the slaughter of the innocents.
Afterwards, St. Joseph returned from the city with a few things for such a long journey, filled with fear and fright, and with this anxiety, the Holy Family began its flight from King Herod. And, since Joseph was afraid that they would be overtaken, he became uneasy when he saw soldiers on the road, fearful that they would tear the Child from Mary’s arms, as he had seen them do to others in the city.
The fear of being overtaken and discovered always accompanied those who fled, and made this journey for them a continuous nightmare, and Jerusalem was less than two hours away from Bethlehem. The flight was a rough one, six or seven days long.
In order to go to Egypt, they travelled through the desert and through towns. In the desert, they had to be on the watch for tigers, lions, snakes, beasts, wild animals, and robbers. The towns were inhabited by Gentiles, who were archenemies of the Israelites; since Joseph did not carry a halbred (weapon), he could not be sure of anything… and all this in the hardest part of winter with the discomfort of wind and snow!
In order to furnish them with some kind of shelter against the open air, however narrow and humble it might be, St. Joseph formed a sort of tent for the Divine Word and most Holy Mary by means of his cloak and some sticks. Everything they needed was lacking.
Another way that Joseph protected the God-man which also required tremendous strength, was to keep life-long silence about the Christ Child, in order more fittingly to hide from any witnesses the wonders which passed between them, and which were not to be communicated to outsiders. In silence, he prayed for many, and obtained the intercession of the Christ Child and His Mother.

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Finkelstein and Jesus

Jesus was wandering around Jerusalem when he decided that he really needed a new robe.

After looking around for awhile  he saw a sign for Finkelstein, the Tailor.

So, he went in and made the necessary arrangements to have Finkelstein prepare a new robe for him. A few days later, when the robe was finished, Jesus tried it on — and it was a perfect fit!

He asked how much he owed.

Finkelstein brushed him off: “No, no, for the Son of God there’s no charge!  However, may I ask for a small favor. Whenever you give a sermon, perhaps you could just mention that your nice new robe was made by Finkelstein, the Tailor?”

Jesus readily agreed and, as promised, extolled the virtues of his Finkelstein robe whenever he spoke to the masses.

A few months later, while Jesus was again walking through Jerusalem , he happened to walk past Finkelstein’s shop and noted a huge line of people waiting for Finkelstein’s robes.

He pushed his way through the crowd to speak to him, and as soon as Finkelstein spotted Jesus he said: “Jesus, Jesus, look what you’ve done for my business!  Would you consider a partnership?”
“Finkelstein & Jesus.  After all… I am the craftsman.”

“I understand, Mr. Finkelstein.. but I am the son of God,” Jesus replied. 

The two of them debated this for some time.
Their discussion was long and spirited, but ultimately fruitful. They finally came up with a mutually acceptable compromise. A few days later.. the new sign went up over Finkelstein’s shop:

Lord and Taylor

You know you’re going to pass it on.

~Steve~                                  H/T  I_Man

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Today’ Lesson: Class Warfare. It’s Really Quite Simple

And we must give credit to the man (Satan’s Spawn) Who has made all this possible. Just think in 5 short years he has set back race relations 50 years, destroyed the futures of at least 2 generations of Black Americans. Yes you know who, So let’s give it up for President Lucy.   

President Lucy.

President Lucy.

The folks who are getting the free stuff don’t like the folks who are paying for the free stuff, because the folks who are paying for the free stuff can no longer afford to pay for both the free stuff and their own stuff.

And the folks who are paying for the free stuff  want the free stuff to stop.

And the folks who are getting the free stuff want even more free stuff on top of the free stuff they are already getting!

Now the people who are forcing the people who pay for the free stuff have told the people who are RECEIVING the free stuff  that the people who are PAYING for the free stuff are being mean, prejudiced, and racist.

So the people who are GETTING the free stuff  have been convinced they need to hate the people who are paying for the free stuff   by the people who are forcing some people to pay for their free stuff and giving them the free stuff in the first place.
We have let the 
free stuff giving go on for so long that there are now more people getting free stuff than paying for the free stuff.

Now understand this. All great democracies have committed financial suicide somewhere between 200 and 250 years after being founded. The reason?
The voters figured out they could vote themselves money from the treasury by electing people who promised to give them money from the treasury in exchange for electing them.
The United States officially became a Republic in 
1776236 years ago. The number of people now getting free stuff outnumbers the people paying for the free stuff. Failure to change that spells the end of the United States as we know it.
A Nation of Sheep Breeds a Government of Wolves!

I’M 100% for PASSING THIS ON !!!
For all our sake 
PLEASE Take a Stand!!! 

Obama: Gone!

Borders: Closed!

Language: English only

Culture: God, Constitution, and the Bill of Rights!

Drug Free: Mandatory Drug Screening before Welfare!

NO freebies to: Non-Citizens!

~Steve~                       H/T   My Pal   Jean In NY

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Thoughts to help us through tough times

Our love and our prayers to all who are suffering in tornado-devastated Moore, Oklahoma.

FOTM’s pnordman sends us these nuggets of wisdom — reminders to help us weather the storms of life.

Faith is seeing a rainbow in each tearAll I have seen teaches me to trustCharacter is what you are in the darkForgiveness is the fragrance the violet sheds onHE STILLED THE STORM TO A WHISPER,Every Gethsemane has its angel!

And here’s one from me:



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Prayer to the Holy Family

Holy Family
In my little kitchen, I have a lovely picture of the Holy Family, Jesus, Mary and Joseph.  They are surrounded by angels.  Jesus is walking towards Mary and Joseph is building something.  I say this prayer daily, reminding me of the holiness and humility of the Holy Family.
Oh most loving Jesus, who by your surpassing virtues and the example of your home life did hallow the household in which you did choose to live while on earth, mercifully look down upon this family, whose members humbly prostrate before you, imploring your protection.  Remember that we are yours, bound and consecrated to you.  Protect us in your mercy, deliver us from danger, help us persevere always in the imitation of your Holy Family, so that, by serving you and loving you faithfully during this mortal life, we may at length give you eternal praise in heaven. 
Oh Mary, dearest Mother, we implore your assistance, knowing that your divine Son will hearken to thy petitions. 
And do you, most glorious patriarch, St. Joseph, help us with your powerful patronage, and place our petitions in Mary’s hands, that she may offer them to Jesus Christ. 

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A Christian guide to surviving the end of the world as we know it

Originally titled “A Catholic’s Guide…,” the audience for this essay really embrace all Christians. That’s why I’ve crossed out the word “Catholic” in the essay below and replaced it with “Christian.”
See also “A Plan for Patriots in Exile,” Nov. 8, 2012.

cross1“If anyone wants to follow me, he must deny himself, pick up his cross, and follow me.” Matthew 16:24

A Catholic’s Christian’s Guide to Surviving the End of the World As We Know It

Does anyone else feel like one night, not too long ago, they went to bed in a reasonably normal world and woke up to a world scripted by Albert Camus?
My hand’s up. Way, way up. I know I’m still supposed to be bubbling over with Easter joy (and believe me, I’m doing my due diligence in the chocolate-eating department), but the culture’s rapid and violent pivot to absurdism has me too disoriented for bubbling. Spinning is more like it.

I mean, we’ve got George Washington University students trying to get their Newman Center’s chaplain removed because, well, he’s Catholic; [Note from Eowyn: the Newman Center is the name given to every Catholic parish on a U.S. college/university campus.] Johns Hopkins University won’t recognize a student pro-life group because that might make other students uncomfortable; and suddenly anyone who has the temerity to say marriage is a relationship between a man and a woman is a crazed, fundamentalist bigot who probably tortures small puppies behind closed doors.

Oh, and people in all seriousness are arguing on Facebook that a government that can’t even pay its electrical bill should fund research on duck genitalia.
Spinning, spinning, spinning.
So, how do we, as Catholics Christians, respond to the madness? Guns? Ammo? Canned goods?
Um, no.
1. Get Married
Seriously. It all starts here. As Pope Benedict said not long ago, there is “a clear link between the crisis in faith and the crisis in marriage.”  He then went on to point out that “marriage is called to be not only an object but a subject of the New Evangelization.”
So, be part of the solution, not the problem. Stop waiting for God to show up at your front door with a handwritten invitation to a primary vocation and get busy already. God has called you enter into a spousal relationship in time—either with another person in marriage, with his Church as a priest, or with him in the consecrated life. That call is already written on your heart, and it was put there so that you can grow in holiness and model God’s self-giving love for the world. Read that call, then answer it. Start applying to seminaries or visiting religious orders. If you think you’re called to live the consecrated life in the world, talk to your bishop about making vows.
If it’s a human marriage God made you for, do a serious reassessment of your expectations. Do you think you need to wait until you’ve established a career and traveled the world? You don’t. Do you think you need to find your soul mate? Well, as Julie Shaw so wisely noted on Slate this week, “You don’t marry someone because he’s your soul mate; he becomes your soul mate because you married him.” Forget about every romantic comedy you’ve ever seen and find someone whose company you enjoy and whose worldview you share, someone who you can trust to be loyal and true, someone with whom you can laugh and cry as you build a life and a family.
And no, finding that someone isn’t easy, nor is it entirely up to us. Faithful single Catholics Christians are few, and spouses don’t show up on command. Increasingly, there’s a whole lot of waiting involved. Trust me, I know. I wrote the book. But waiting doesn’t have to be wasted time. At least not if you’re waiting right. So, wait right. Live chastely. Date chastely. Serve God, talk to God, and bear your crosses daily. Use this time to become more the woman or man God made you to be, and more the woman or man your future spouse needs you to be. Then, when you do get married…
 2. Love Your Spouse
More than almost anything else, our world needs to see what real love looks like. Most of what it knows of love is Hollywood caricatures and real world failures. Show people something different. Show them integrity. Show them fidelity. Show them humility and sacrifice and meekness. Show them an incredibly imperfect person waking up every morning and loving their spouse like their life depends on it. Don’t just invest the same energy in your marriage that you invest in your career or your marathon training or the Steelers. Invest exponentially more.
And if your spouse hurts you? Forgive her. If he betrays you? Remain faithful. If she makes you unhappy? Work harder to make her happy. Don’t look to your spouse to totally fulfill you. Unless your spouse is Jesus. Then, yeah, you can expect total fulfillment. For the rest of us, married to human persons not divine ones, we should just expect marriage to stretch us, challenge us, and—one daily death at a time—make us holy. After all, that’s what it’s there for.
3. Have Babies
Lots and lots of babies. Boy babies and girl babies. Healthy babies and sick babies. Babies you plan and babies that catch you by surprise. Welcome them all. Show the culture of death just how wrong they’ve got it by building a culture of life within your home, a culture where every life is recognized for what it is: an incarnation of love and hope, a gift from God, an image of God.
Then, love those babies. Laugh with them, cuddle with them, and play with them. Teach them, pray with them, and discipline them. Show them how beautiful they are and how infinitely more beautiful God is. In the midst of the tantrums, vomit, and dirty diapers, the cheerio crumbs, dirty walls, and broken dishes, the slamming doors and blasting music, model for them the fatherhood of God and motherhood of the Church. And on the days you fail, just tell them you’re sorry. They’ll learn from that too.
4. Give Generously
Cancel cable and increase your contribution to your parish. Cut back on eating out and send the dollars saved to a crisis pregnancy center. Forgo meat for a week and buy groceries for the friend that just lost her job. You don’t have to take a vow of poverty and don a habit, but almost all of us can find at least one “extra” to trim from the budget and give to God’s poor.
Even if you can’t, you can give a greater gift: your time and love. Listen to your friends. Check up on your parents. Get off the phone when you’re driving your kids home from school and ask about their day. Look at the world around you and see who’s in need of a smile, a conversation, or a hand to hold. Then give them that hand. Love your neighbor as yourself
5. Pray
You knew this was coming, right? But oh boy, do we need to pray. Not just for the world, but for ourselves. We need to talk to God, spend time with God, praise God, and thank God. We need to receive the grace God longs to give us in the sacraments, and we need to receive the wisdom he’s written down for us in his Word.
Why? So that we become more perfectly conformed to him.
As John Paul II said, we need to be become what we are, imaging Christ more fully so that the world can see him more clearly. If the men and women who live and work around us aren’t seeing Christ—his love, his mercy, his truth, his plan, his joy—it’s at least in part because we’re not showing it to them. We’re not loving radically enough. We’re not witnessing boldly enough.
That’s what these five points all boil down to: our witness—our radical loving, bold, hopeful witness.
1700 years ago, ordinary men and women converted an empire not with arguments, but with their lives. Sometimes that meant bleeding out in an arena. More often, it meant opting not to kill their newborn baby girls, caring for their neighbors in the midst of deadly plagues, and loving their spouses as they loved their own bodies.
That was the response of the first Christians to a world gone mad. That was the method of the old evangelization. And it worked. It didn’t keep the civilization from collapsing, but it helped something more beautiful, more graced, rise from the ashes.
It can do the same today … if we choose to live the Christian life with the same abandon. […] It’s a response to radical absurdity with radical love.

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Tribute to the Low-Information Voter

Jesus Was Shot by Lee Harvey Oswald in the 1300’s

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Little Johnny's Christmas list. I'm already sorry. LOL

Little Johnny’s Ransom
Little Johnny desperately wanted a bright red wagon for Christmas. His friends were writing letters to Santa Claus, so Johnny decided to do them one better.
“Dear Jesus,” he wrote, “If I get a red wagon for Christmas, I will not fight with my brother Hank for a year.” Then Johnny thought, ‘Oh, no, Hank is such a brat, I could never, ever keep that promise.’ So Johnny threw away the letter and wrote another one.
“Dear Jesus, if I get a red wagon for Christmas, I will eat all my vegetables for a year.” Then Johnny thought, ‘Oh, no, that means spinach and asparagus. Yuck! I could never ever keep that promise.’
Then Johnny had an idea. He threw away the paper and went downstairs to the living room. From the mantel above the fireplace, he grabbed the family’s statue of the Virgin Mary. Taking the statue to the kitchen he wrapped it in newspapers then stuffed the newspapers into a grocery bag.
He took the package upstairs to his room, opened the closet and placed the whole works in the farthest, darkest corner. Then he closed the closet door tightly, took a new sheet of paper and wrote: “Dear Jesus. If you ever want to see your mother again…”

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Saturday morning laugh.

Brenda O’Malley is home making dinner, as usual, when Tim Finnegan arrives at her door.
“Brenda, may I come in?” he asks. “I’ve
somethin’ to tell ya”.
” Of course you can come in, you’re always welcome, Tim. But where’s my husband?”
” That’s what I’m here to be telling ya, Brenda.”
There was an accident down at the Guinness brewery…”
Oh, God no!” cries Brenda. “Please don’t tell me.”
” I must, Brenda. Your husband Shamus is dead and gone. I’m sorry.”
Finally, she looked up at Tim.. “How did it happen, Tim?”
” It was terrible, Brenda. He fell into a vat Of Guinness Stout and drowned.”
“Oh my dear Jesus! But you must tell me the truth, Tim. Did he at least go quickly?”

“Well, Brenda…. no. In fact, he got out three times to pee.”

Mary Clancy goes up to Father O’ Grady after his Sunday morning service, and she’s in tears.
He says, ” So what’s bothering you, Mary my dear?”
She says, “Oh, Father, I’ve got terrible news . My husband passed away last night.”
The priest says, “Oh, Mary, that’s terrible. Tell me, Mary, did he have any last requests?”
S he says, “That he did, Father.”
The priest says, “What did he ask, Mary? ”

She says, He said, ‘Please Mary, put down that damn gun…

An Irishman who had a little too much to drink is driving home from the city one night and, of course, his car is weaving violently all over the road.
A cop pulls him over.
” So,” says the cop to the driver, where have ya been?”
“Why, I’ve been to the pub of course,” slurs the drunk.
” Well,” says the cop, “it looks like you’ve had quite a few to drink this evening.”
” I did all right,” the drunk says with a smile.
“D id you know,” says the cop, standing straight and folding his arms across his chest, that a few intersections back, your wife fell out of your car?”
“Oh, thank heavens,” sighs the drunk.
“For a minute there, I thought I’d gone deaf.”
~Steve~                         H/T  I_Man

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