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Seven syllables
per line
Boats that seem to melt or sink
disappear beyond the vast
horizon. Onward they sail.
—Yonder to and fro they go!
To the eyes it ceases; Gone!
Yet, where? We must confess they
Are still there, somewhere we know!
Is truly Faith surpassing!
The eclipse —horizon as
hidden mysteriously!
Looking back through time we go!
Remember Dear Saint Paul was
Blinded by God in order
To see. Mystical is God
Indeed our Faith surpassing!
The Mass of All Times, in one way, is imperceptible “time-traveling.”
Too subtle to even perceive, one might describe it as invisible. Unlike the service known today in your neighboorhood, Catholic Church as the Novus Ordo to distinguish in order to publish the new service by Paul VI in 1969.
I speak here of the attributes of the traditional Latin Mass only.
Invisible in the sense that we are here and we are also there. Our invisible soul is going back, back through time all the way to a day which Christ crucified on the Cross and purchased the human race — redeemed us!
When we kneel there contained within our physical bodies during the consecration of the bread and wine, time is as if suspended, postponed.
Having an unbroken history from the present day to the distant past, it also establishes an inspiring covenant of unity across the world everywhere.
The sacred language used is as a Pentecost again commemorating the descent of the Holy Ghost upon the apostles. The traditional Latin Mass not only provides universality for all people of all times, till the end of time.
But, within the Mass, Christ perpetuates Himself in the world; likewise, through the Mass, the world can gain perpetual life in Christ.
With all their power
Poorly fail to end His Mass
Seek, and you shall find
Question by FPQ: “How do you feel about people who always seem to exaggerate when relating a story? Do you equate embellishment with lying? As a blogger, when, if ever, is stretching the truth, other than when writing fiction, permissible?”
Also, the word of the day from FOWC is “NEWS.”
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Think about how dull the news stories would be without the adjectives used by the writers. Depending on the reader and their wants and needs one would grade the news as being exaggerated or “right on,” lying or just creative writing. The reader who loves the truth will read as they say, “between the lines.” In other words, what is meant by something that is not written! The creative genius of the writer by their embellishment can very easily falsify or misrepresent the truth, by their use of semantics of words.
Semantics is one weapon engineers of the New World Order have put into use, changing definitions of words and symbolism. The person looking for the truth should always ask when in a debate, especially debating with someone from the left, what definition they are using.
Consider also the omittance of “news” such as lately questions about the whereabouts of Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg. The Globalists certainly have to worry about their One World Order agenda set-back when it comes to the real story concerning her ability to serve.
My advice when it comes to hearing the news of today is to “pray and not worry.” Trust God instead of fear the fake news of the Globalists. Not only will that advice be good for your health, but will offer you peace of soul and happiness.
Share your World wants to know; and who doesn’t like to write about oneself every once in a while.
Five questions you can read here:
Didn’t have to think too long on this first question. Honestly can’t remember when I might have been offended personally. I say personally directed at me, myself and I. Having said that I do get annoyed when someone disparages what I believe to be sacred and holy unless they are asking an honest question, all coming down to their motive and comebacks.
It is often said that the morals of society will shape the government. Therefore I mean, the morals must be VERY IMPORTANT! Currently, our culture and its morals are headed for a nosedive. Taking the government with it no matter who the President is. I suppose God, as He always has in the past, will take us back to the essential Ten Commandments; back to basics sooner or later.
My epitaph might be something like this: Wife, Mother, Grandmother who made her share of mistakes in life; in the end, finally understood why it took a lifetime to figure out her purpose in life.
French toast, pancakes or waffles? All sounds good to me, but am leaning toward the pancakes, Swedish pancakes, thin and sweet are my favorite.
Each day when I awake, I am always grateful for my faith in God, my family that keeps growing and growing each year with grandchildren and now great-grandchildren connecting to the chain.
Grateful too, I haven’t had to use the new editor here on WordPress YET, I hate figuring out all over again new Internet “stuff.”
Anno Domini, in the year of our Lord, since the birth of Jesus Christ so says the thesaurus, and who can argue with the thesaurus or dictionary.com.
Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “ad/add/AD (Anno Domini).”
dVerse is asking bloggers to walk around our house and look at all the things hanging there: on walls, in closets, on your refrigerator door, etc. Pick something that “speaks to you” and use that as the basis for today’s poem. Do take a photo of it if you can, and post the photo too. Perhaps your poem will describe the object, or share a memory about the object, or let us know why the object is important to you; or why it’s hanging there. Any form of a poem is fine; serious or fun or reflective. The key is, we want to hang out with you today and learn about something hanging where you live!
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Every time I hear the word “Hanging”, it brings back a memory of me, standing there in kindergarten with the other children and reciting this poem. It had great meaning for me, then as a small child, but today the meaning is even greater. For certainly I have been a very naughty child of God in the past 78 years of my life. Although this is not my poem, composed by me, the author, I believe, is anonymous.
Jesus hanging on the cross,
Tell me was it I?
There are great big teardrops, Lord,
Did I make you cry?
I have been a naughty child
Naughty as can be.
Now I am so sorry Lord;
Please come down to pardon me!
Image of my home walls as seen below:
A Wordle Challenge below asks the use of at least 10 of the words suggested to create a story or poem. To see the words or join in on the fun click here.
My creation is in the form of Etheree Poetry below; enjoy and Merry Christmas!
Bring
Yuletide
Celebrate
Christ is present —
Decorate your tree
The Herald of angels
Signal the holiday signs;
Santa, mistletoe, elves, raindeers —
Everyone here tastes of our pudding
Gifts in your stocking because of Christmas
