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When I was growing up, many of us thought the real Catholics in the community were the priests and the nuns, and the rest of us were just hanging around. But when we say that each of us is called to holiness, it means each of us has the same responsibility of taking care of the Church, and the same call to be part of the Church.
— Archbishop Jose Gomez (Los Angeles)

(Source: the-tidings.com, via fathershane)

I resisted coming here, to open the harbors that guard my heart. Abide with me, fast falls the even tide. This darkness deepens, Lord with me abide. And what does not flow freely from You? Am I convicted of what I say? Forgive me of this pride that knows Your redemption yet shamelessly walks away. And now my life ebbs away. Night pierces my bones, and these gnawing pains never rest. And how I long for that day when I will return to ashes and dust. If my steps turn from the path, or if my heart has been led by my eyes, or if my hands have been defiled, then may others reap what I have sown. Better that I dwell in the house of the Lord who upholds all those who fall than reap this harvest of a life waged in the flesh. And what do I gain but the exchange of the truth for a lie? And a heart conditioned not to feel, callused by the nature of my pride? And now my life ebbs away. View high resolution

I resisted coming here, to open the harbors that guard my heart. Abide with me, fast falls the even tide. This darkness deepens, Lord with me abide. And what does not flow freely from You? Am I convicted of what I say? Forgive me of this pride that knows Your redemption yet shamelessly walks away. And now my life ebbs away. Night pierces my bones, and these gnawing pains never rest. And how I long for that day when I will return to ashes and dust. If my steps turn from the path, or if my heart has been led by my eyes, or if my hands have been defiled, then may others reap what I have sown. Better that I dwell in the house of the Lord who upholds all those who fall than reap this harvest of a life waged in the flesh. And what do I gain but the exchange of the truth for a lie? And a heart conditioned not to feel, callused by the nature of my pride? And now my life ebbs away.

Think of God’s life as a party to which everyone is invited, and think of Hell as the sullen corner into which someone who resolutely refuses to join the fun has sadly slunk. What this image helps us to understand is that language which suggests that God “sends” people to Hell is misleading. As C.S. Lewis put it so memorably: the door that closes one into Hell (if there is anyone there) is locked from the inside not from the outside. The existence of Hell as a real possibility is a corollary of two more fundamental convictions, namely, that God is love and that human beings are free. The divine love, freely rejected, results in suffering. And yet, we may, indeed we should, hope that God’s grace will, in the end, wear down even the most recalcitrant sinner.
— Father Robert Barron (via firstbreath90)

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10 Plays
Whitney Houston
My Love Is Your Love

My Love Is Your Love // Whitney Houston

Happy Feast Day of St. Valentine, y’all :)

I will be home all night watching Love Actually and eating Ben & Jerry’s. You’re welcome to join!

Sharing in Lauds this morning with the House of The Assumption and celebrating the feast day of St. Polycarp :) View high resolution

Sharing in Lauds this morning with the House of The Assumption and celebrating the feast day of St. Polycarp :)

Cherubic Hymn of the Week // The Divine Liturgy of St. John Chrysostom

Nothing like some Byzantine chants to start your day :)

Seriously though, this may be the most beautiful thing you listen to today (even if you dont’ speak Greek)

On Mystical Union With God as Light

St. Symeon the New Theologian, a Saint in the Eastern Orthodox Church:

—But, Oh, what intoxication of light, Oh, what movements of fire!
Oh, what swirlings of the flame in me, miserable one that I am,
coming from You and Your glory!
The glory I know it and I say it is your Holy Spirit,
who has the same nature with You, and the same honor, O word;
He is of the same race, the same glory,
of the same essence, He alone with your Father,
and with you, O Christ, O God of the universe!
I fall down in adoration before You.
I thank You that You have made me worthy to know, however little it may be, the power of Your divinity.

May we learn to experience, revere, adore, and praise the Holy Trinity with the passion, zeal, and discipline of St. Symeon.

HAPPY FEAST DAY OF POPE ST. FABIAN :)
St. Fabian led the Church through a difficult time of persecution in the early years and brought unity, helped to spread the word of The Way, and was martyred in defense of the faith.
Today we celebrate St. Fabian’s feast day as an example of how God can call simple people to do amazing things for His Kingdom, if we are ready and willing. View high resolution

HAPPY FEAST DAY OF POPE ST. FABIAN :)

St. Fabian led the Church through a difficult time of persecution in the early years and brought unity, helped to spread the word of The Way, and was martyred in defense of the faith.

Today we celebrate St. Fabian’s feast day as an example of how God can call simple people to do amazing things for His Kingdom, if we are ready and willing.

Happy Feast Day of St. Anthony of Egypt (251 – 356)
Anthony was born in Egypt in the middle of the third century and lost his parents at a young age, inheriting a fair amount of land and wealth. Soon after, when he heard a gospel reading in church prompting him to “go sell what you possess and give to the poor,” he did just that, vowing to dedicate his life thereafter to God. Anthony lived for a time in his native home, pursuing prayerful asceticism. After fifteen years, at the age of thirty-five, he withdrew to the solitude of the desert and began his monastic life of prayer, study, and work. After many years of living in the desert, Anthony remained whole and healthy, and he radiated compassion and joy. He lived to the age of 105 and is remembered as the father of the church’s first monastic movement.

Happy Feast Day of St. Anthony of Egypt (251 – 356)

Anthony was born in Egypt in the middle of the third century and lost his parents at a young age, inheriting a fair amount of land and wealth. Soon after, when he heard a gospel reading in church prompting him to “go sell what you possess and give to the poor,” he did just that, vowing to dedicate his life thereafter to God. Anthony lived for a time in his native home, pursuing prayerful asceticism. After fifteen years, at the age of thirty-five, he withdrew to the solitude of the desert and began his monastic life of prayer, study, and work. After many years of living in the desert, Anthony remained whole and healthy, and he radiated compassion and joy. He lived to the age of 105 and is remembered as the father of the church’s first monastic movement.

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