O most holy heart of Jesus, fountain of every blessing, I adore you, I love you, and with lively sorrow for my sins I offer you this poor heart of mine. Make me humble, patient, pure and wholly obedient to your will. Grant, Good Jesus, that I may live in you and for you. Protect me in the midst of danger. Comfort me in my afflictions. Give me health of body, assistance in my temporal needs, your blessing on all that I do, and the grace of a holy death. Amen.
‘A precious crown is reserved in Heaven for those who perform all their actions with all the diligence of which they are capable; for it is not sufficient to do our part well, it must be done more than well.’ – St. Ignatius of Loyola
‘From this judgment there is no appeal, for after death the freedom of the will can never return, but the will is confirmed in that state in which it is found at death. The souls in hell, having been found at that hour with the will to sin, have the guilt and the punishment always with them, and although this punishment is not so great as they deserve, yet it is eternal.’ – St. Catherine of Genoa
‘Always prepare yourself well for this sacred banquet. Have a very pure heart, and watch over your tongue, for it is on the tongue that the Sacred Host is laid. Carry Our Lord home with you after your thanksgiving, and let your heart be a living tabernacle for Jesus. Visit Him often in this interior tabernacle, offering Him your homage, and the sentiments of gratitude with which divine love will inspire you.’ – St. Paul of the Cross
‘And once he lay panting on his bed worn out by a high fever, and behold his cell was suddenly brightened by a great light and quivered. And he lifted his hands to heaven and breathed out his spirit while giving thanks. With mingled cries of mourning the monks and his mother took the dead man’s body out [of the cell], washed and clothed it and placed it on a bier and spent the night in weeping and singing psalms. In the morning while preparations for the funeral went on the body began to move on the bier. And behold his cheeks regained color and, as if roused from a deep sleep, he stirred and opened his eyes and lifted his hands and said: “Merciful God, why hast Thou allowed me to return to this gloomy place of life on earth, since Thy mercy in heaven would be better for me than vile life in this world.” His people were wonderstruck and asked what such a prodigy could mean, but he made no answer to their questions. He rose from the bier, feeling no harm from the painful experience he had suffered, and continued for three days without the support of food or drink. On the third day he called the monks and his mother and said: “Listen, dear ones, and understand that what you look upon in this world is nothing but it is like the prophet Solomon’s song, ‘All is vanity.’ Happy is he who can live in the world so as to deserve to see the glory of God in heaven.”‘ – St. Gregory of Tours
Hantera‘A precious crown is reserved in Heaven for those who perform all their actions with all the diligence of which they are capable; for it is not sufficient to do our part well, it must be done more than well.’ – St. Ignatius of Loyola
‘From this judgment there is no appeal, for after death the freedom of the will can never return, but the will is confirmed in that state in which it is found at death. The souls in hell, having been found at that hour with the will to sin, have the guilt and the punishment always with them, and although this punishment is not so great as they deserve, yet it is eternal.’ – St. Catherine of Genoa
‘Always prepare yourself well for this sacred banquet. Have a very pure heart, and watch over your tongue, for it is on the tongue that the Sacred Host is laid. Carry Our Lord home with you after your thanksgiving, and let your heart be a living tabernacle for Jesus. Visit Him often in this interior tabernacle, offering Him your homage, and the sentiments of gratitude with which divine love will inspire you.’ – St. Paul of the Cross
‘And once he lay panting on his bed worn out by a high fever, and behold his cell was suddenly brightened by a great light and quivered. And he lifted his hands to heaven and breathed out his spirit while giving thanks. With mingled cries of mourning the monks and his mother took the dead man’s body out [of the cell], washed and clothed it and placed it on a bier and spent the night in weeping and singing psalms. In the morning while preparations for the funeral went on the body began to move on the bier. And behold his cheeks regained color and, as if roused from a deep sleep, he stirred and opened his eyes and lifted his hands and said: “Merciful God, why hast Thou allowed me to return to this gloomy place of life on earth, since Thy mercy in heaven would be better for me than vile life in this world.” His people were wonderstruck and asked what such a prodigy could mean, but he made no answer to their questions. He rose from the bier, feeling no harm from the painful experience he had suffered, and continued for three days without the support of food or drink. On the third day he called the monks and his mother and said: “Listen, dear ones, and understand that what you look upon in this world is nothing but it is like the prophet Solomon’s song, ‘All is vanity.’ Happy is he who can live in the world so as to deserve to see the glory of God in heaven.”‘ – St. Gregory of Tours
Suzana Solis Molitvena zajednica sv. Jakova apostola - Bilaj
21 min ·
Boli moje... trpljenje moje... razočaranje moje pregorko... emocije moje duše, bisernice nastradale u zemaljskom putovanju natapaju srce koje Boga ljubi. I teku u rajsku milosnu rijeku, gdje će uslišanje zadobiti jer ih Isus zna po ljubavi. Kako to da me rasplakaše oni koji su rekli da ih boli moja tuga... oni koji suosjećaše sa mnom? Kako to da se pridružiše strancima koji me ne znaju i za križ mi sude?
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💌ANA EMANUELA, Bilaj, 8.08.2018.
Blaženi Alojzij Grozde
SUZANA SOLIS·ONSDAG 8 AUGUSTI 2018
Blaženi Alojzij Grozde
»Srce se ne boji«
God bl. Alojzija Grozdeta praznujemo na njegov krstni in rojstni dan 27. maja.
Življenjepis
Lojze Grozde se je rodil 27. maja 1923 v Gorenjih Vodalah, župnija Tržišče. Ker je bil nezakonski otrok, je bil v svojem otroštvu pogosto zapostavljen, saj ni smel živeti skupaj s svojo materjo, temveč je odraščal pri svojem starem očetu in teti Ivanki. Kljub tej zgodnji zaznamovanosti se je razvil v bistrega fanta in odličnega učenca. Zato je bil sprejet na klasično gimnazijo v Ljubljani. Tam je bival v Marijanišču in kmalu vstopil v Marijino kongregacijo ter postal aktiven član Katoliške akcije. Med svojimi sovrstniki se je odlikoval kot marljiv dijak, nadarjen pesnik, predvsem pa je bil daleč naokoli poznan zaradi svojega doslednega in vzornega krščanskega življenja. Prežet s Kristusovim duhom in s pobožnostjo do Božje Matere Marije je v vsakodnevnih opravilih dokazoval, kako je mogoče živeti ideal svetosti v vsakdanjem življenju. Sicer tudi Lojzetu pot do svetosti ni bila mehko postlana. V mladostnih bojih s svojim značajem je tudi on potreboval veliko moči, ki jo je prejemal pri vsakodnevnem obhajilu in v vztrajni molitvi in priprošnji Mariji.
V predvojnem in vojnem času so se politične razmere na slovenskem vztrajno zaostrovale. Z ene strani so prebivalstvo stiskali okupatorji, z druge strani pa se je med Slovenci čutila vedno večja napetost med dotedanjimi družbenopolitičnimi avtoritetami in komunistično usmerjenim taborom. Kot mlad razgledan človek in buden kristjan je tudi Grozde spremljal razmere v domovini in z žalostjo v srcu opazoval nekatera dejanja neupravičenega nasilja nad brati Slovenci. Vendar Lojze Grozde se je zaradi svojega globoke verskega prepričanja odločil, da se na kruto nasilje ne bo odzval z novim nasiljem, temveč z globoko molitvijo in žrtvijo.
Ko se je v božičnih počitnicah leta 1942 odpravil iz Ljubljane domov na Dolenjsko, da bi v krogu družine obhajal božične praznike, so ga na Mirni na novo leto 1943 zajeli partizani. Pod krivo obtožbo so ga mučili in ubili. Lojze Grozde je tudi v tem trpljenju do konca ostal zvest temeljnim krščanskim idealom – odpuščanju in ljubezni do bližnjega (celo sovražnika). V tej ljubezni do Kristusa in Cerkve je komaj dvajsetleten daroval svoje življenje. Njegovo mučeno truplo so kasneje, v februarju, našli otroci, ko so nabirali prve zvončke v gozdu pod mirnskim gradom. Pokopali so ga na pokopališču v Šentrupertu. Že takoj po smrti so se mu ljudje v molitvi priporočali kot mučencu za vero.
♥ Jesus loves you. Nebeški Oče, v blaženem Alojziju Grozdetu
si nam razodel zgled ljubezni do Kristusa in
doslednega življenja po evangeljskih načelih,
za katere je v moči evharistije živel in deloval
vse do svojega pogumnega pričevanja v smrti.
Njegova kri naj bo resnično seme za našo zvestobo,
edinost, odpuščanje in spravo.
Nebeški Oče, na priprošnjo blaženega Alojzija Grozdeta
mi podeli milost, za katero Te prosim …
21 min ·
Boli moje... trpljenje moje... razočaranje moje pregorko... emocije moje duše, bisernice nastradale u zemaljskom putovanju natapaju srce koje Boga ljubi. I teku u rajsku milosnu rijeku, gdje će uslišanje zadobiti jer ih Isus zna po ljubavi. Kako to da me rasplakaše oni koji su rekli da ih boli moja tuga... oni koji suosjećaše sa mnom? Kako to da se pridružiše strancima koji me ne znaju i za križ mi sude?
:( 💌ANA EMANUELA, Bilaj, 8.08.2018.Blaženi Alojzij Grozde
SUZANA SOLIS·ONSDAG 8 AUGUSTI 2018
Blaženi Alojzij Grozde
»Srce se ne boji«
God bl. Alojzija Grozdeta praznujemo na njegov krstni in rojstni dan 27. maja.
Življenjepis
Lojze Grozde se je rodil 27. maja 1923 v Gorenjih Vodalah, župnija Tržišče. Ker je bil nezakonski otrok, je bil v svojem otroštvu pogosto zapostavljen, saj ni smel živeti skupaj s svojo materjo, temveč je odraščal pri svojem starem očetu in teti Ivanki. Kljub tej zgodnji zaznamovanosti se je razvil v bistrega fanta in odličnega učenca. Zato je bil sprejet na klasično gimnazijo v Ljubljani. Tam je bival v Marijanišču in kmalu vstopil v Marijino kongregacijo ter postal aktiven član Katoliške akcije. Med svojimi sovrstniki se je odlikoval kot marljiv dijak, nadarjen pesnik, predvsem pa je bil daleč naokoli poznan zaradi svojega doslednega in vzornega krščanskega življenja. Prežet s Kristusovim duhom in s pobožnostjo do Božje Matere Marije je v vsakodnevnih opravilih dokazoval, kako je mogoče živeti ideal svetosti v vsakdanjem življenju. Sicer tudi Lojzetu pot do svetosti ni bila mehko postlana. V mladostnih bojih s svojim značajem je tudi on potreboval veliko moči, ki jo je prejemal pri vsakodnevnem obhajilu in v vztrajni molitvi in priprošnji Mariji.
V predvojnem in vojnem času so se politične razmere na slovenskem vztrajno zaostrovale. Z ene strani so prebivalstvo stiskali okupatorji, z druge strani pa se je med Slovenci čutila vedno večja napetost med dotedanjimi družbenopolitičnimi avtoritetami in komunistično usmerjenim taborom. Kot mlad razgledan človek in buden kristjan je tudi Grozde spremljal razmere v domovini in z žalostjo v srcu opazoval nekatera dejanja neupravičenega nasilja nad brati Slovenci. Vendar Lojze Grozde se je zaradi svojega globoke verskega prepričanja odločil, da se na kruto nasilje ne bo odzval z novim nasiljem, temveč z globoko molitvijo in žrtvijo.
Ko se je v božičnih počitnicah leta 1942 odpravil iz Ljubljane domov na Dolenjsko, da bi v krogu družine obhajal božične praznike, so ga na Mirni na novo leto 1943 zajeli partizani. Pod krivo obtožbo so ga mučili in ubili. Lojze Grozde je tudi v tem trpljenju do konca ostal zvest temeljnim krščanskim idealom – odpuščanju in ljubezni do bližnjega (celo sovražnika). V tej ljubezni do Kristusa in Cerkve je komaj dvajsetleten daroval svoje življenje. Njegovo mučeno truplo so kasneje, v februarju, našli otroci, ko so nabirali prve zvončke v gozdu pod mirnskim gradom. Pokopali so ga na pokopališču v Šentrupertu. Že takoj po smrti so se mu ljudje v molitvi priporočali kot mučencu za vero.
♥ Jesus loves you. Nebeški Oče, v blaženem Alojziju Grozdetu si nam razodel zgled ljubezni do Kristusa in
doslednega življenja po evangeljskih načelih,
za katere je v moči evharistije živel in deloval
vse do svojega pogumnega pričevanja v smrti.
Njegova kri naj bo resnično seme za našo zvestobo,
edinost, odpuščanje in spravo.
Nebeški Oče, na priprošnjo blaženega Alojzija Grozdeta
mi podeli milost, za katero Te prosim …
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