Here is the link to the captured DNC emails which further expose communications among Mrs. Clinton, Mrs. Abedin, and DNC staff. Wikileaks exposed these emails lately.
The Saint Francis prayer was written long ago.
Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; where there is sadness, joy.
O, Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console; to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love; For it is in giving that we receive; it is in pardoning that we are pardoned; it is in dying that we are born again to eternal life.
Truly, the part that says dying is mysterious. Often, I do not agree with that statement. But I have to admit that it is the only way I can be truly happy.
The part that says “grant that I may not so much seek … to be loved as to love,” applies to me specifically. I want to be more loved. But I do not desire to love. It is the logical opposite.
I find that when I pray this part of the prayer that I actually become more happy. In a way I have shed a slavery to my own selfish attitude. I have taken off something that looks ugly. I have become more free. Yet, I find that I am not loved or respected by a certain human. I find that I might be respected by humans from whom I never expected respect and love. I feel as if the Lord has sent me on a mission to others of whom I do not know and by whom never knew me.
Every year I cannot wait for October. I love October soooo much! I start feeling light and mellow. I imagine wearing muted fall colors of red, yellow and green with tinges of violet. When I’m driving I sheepishly glance at the glass window shops of beautifully dressed and autumn colored mannequins. I wish I were one of those mannequins in the store. I would just stare like the rest of them and be so happy. I sense the odor of fine cuisine more acutely. I start getting really hungry for pumpkin and sugar or acorn squash and butter. I want to eat all the different kinds of Spanish tapas in one sitting. The moon appears to talk to me. It has funny faces and makes me laugh to myself. At twilight the sunlight brightens me directly and everywhere I turn, it colors me first. When I’m in October, I’m in love with all that is there.
On Sunday, I heard a sermon on the value of money. That money is more valued by the rich and that the poor have no money even to value. That in this world the poor are cared for by the rich. But in the next life the rich are cared for by the poor. This means that the poor have learned eternal values by not having any money and the rich have learned earthly values by having all the money.
There is nothing to worry. We are all cared for. However, one has to stop and think. How are the rich cared for by the poor in heaven? It is very simple, if you understand how to be poor on earth. There is a spirit of poverty one can follow, although, I must confess my wife does not like me for spreading this idea. She just represents the difficulty that those have in practicing the spirit of poverty. But she knows and has practiced the spirit of poverty her whole life.
It means this. Say to yourself slowly the following eternal values: for instance – strength, joy, wisdom, honesty, self-restraint, patience, praying, generosity, self-effacement, sense of humor, sharing, meditation, community living, helpfulness, humility, hunger for the truth, painful experiences, loss of loved ones, service of country, hospitality, friendliness, kindness, gift-giving, letter-writing, caring for the elderly, laughing at oneself, service of neighbor, contemplation, well-wishing, speaking well, spiritual exercises, and inability to make a living.
In this short poor story, I cannot list the endless number of eternal values. Most are practiced by the poor and the poor in spirit. The poor have learned these values so well on earth, that in heaven there are a sufficient number of poor people who would unhesitatingly care for the rich.
Lady Gaga v. Katy Perry.
Watch and heed, this!
Last week, the leader of the cultural nationalist party Liberty GB, Paul Weston was arrested in Winchester following a political demonstration. His crime? Quoting in public the following words from Winston Churchill’s book ‘The River War’:
“How dreadful are the curses which Mohammedanism lays on its votaries! Besides the fanatical frenzy, which is as dangerous in a man as hydrophobia in a dog, there is this fearful fatalistic apathy. The effects are apparent in many countries. Improvident habits, slovenly systems of agriculture, sluggish methods of commerce, and insecurity of property exist wherever the followers of the Prophet rule or live. A degraded sensualism deprives this life of its grace and refinement; the next of its dignity and sanctity… No stronger retrograde force exists in the world. Far from being moribund, Mohammedanism is a militant and proselytizing faith.”
Winston Churchill has long been a problem for liberal historiography. His heroic poise…
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Please, give me an Easter bunny; by all means, not a communistic Millstein!
Henry Millstein is a communist, and he erroneously knows something about Christianity. While one reads the communist blog, People’s World, one can pick out the following errors.
- Jesus wasn’t a revolutionary. He was the Messiah of the new agreement with Man’s heart on God’s forgiveness and love of Man.
- Jesus did not start a “new world.” He proclaimed the Kingdom of God in the hearts of Men.
- Jesus did not only speak to the “poor and oppressed.” He spoke to all Men, whose hearts were poor and oppressed, whether they are materially rich or poor.
- Jesus did not force any people to start a movement. He moved Men in their hearts to expose the truth in the light.
- Jesus did not leave us with an Easter message to “birth” another world. He lives in the world of Men’s hearts forever for those who love Him by following God’s commandments…
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