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Age to age , Suicide And Throwing Out The Life Line.

08 Monday Sep 2014

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There is a question that seems to go from Age to Age and generation to generation. It Is … this,

Doesn’t every generation think that the world is losing moral and societal footing. My grand parents did, my parents did, and I am now of the age that I too would have to agree with some aspects of their obversations. They saw it in their day’s and I am seeing it  personally in our lives today. To me years ago my nana and papa were awesome but at that time I was young and when they expressed their concerns seeing what they were seeing in society I figured they were squares and old fashioned. I then watched my mom and dad go through the process of saying that this world was just getting so terrible as they watched their world changing. Well, now it is my turn and I am Watching the direction that society is taking. Guess what?  I see it going in the same direction down hill.

It seems like society is on a voyage to the bottom of the sea! Pretty scary.

Flash forward 30 plus years at I now  look at elements in this world and say OMG, what is going on? I understand why my grand parents said what they said, why my parents said what they said too. I believe that once I began to have children, I began to notice things that were happening with more accuracy.

I understand that times change and “time marches on”, as they say. New technologies have come about to advance and inhance our lives, Heck, I benefitted from these things during my treatment for cancer, I also am benefitting from technology through this blog to spread God’s good news for all of us, but the flip side is the  amount of crap that is prevading our culture, country and world. The kids are being exposed to so much graphic sexual stuff images and language in this culture etc. Foul, foul language, the dumbing down of society as I see it.  Their is domestic violence, broken families,shootings, robberies and murders. We have one scandal after another in government from the top right down to local government, who is telling the truth, who do we trust with our lives? You know,  my feeling is that we will reep what we all sew as a people. As far as the motto that ” time marches on” goes,  Its my opinion,  looking at what is going in in the weather, globally, disease, wars, all the starving  people in this world that we have walked away from God and stopped caring for our brothers in need. I guess that time is marching us off a cliff. Back to tecnology for a second.  Not all technology is good either,  when do you unplug? Sometimes I wish that cell phones and email would end for a least a day or so to allow people to un plug and get reacquainted with oneanother. It is a sad day when neighbors do not know eachother and you cannot eat dinner or take time away without the world barging in. There is always a text coming  and every tv has urgent breaking news! Where is the time for prayer in our lives to listen to God ? We are in a prayer dessert as a country. With music constantly pounding in the background. I don’t get it, thats for sure!

God created us all with free will and desires our relationship with him.The Holy Spirit is working as the Guide for our personal good and for the good of society. Yet so many people are dead to the Spirit of God.

Meanwhile, I have written and said to many people that I know personally that I believe that If your not in God trying to grow towards perfection with him that you are open to fall for the liar ( devil ) and fall for all that he offers (nothing but pain suffering and your loss of your eternal soul.) and accept that everything that we do is okay. There are no boundaries and when struggle or adversity comes to us , and it will,  that you do not have the faith and strenght through God to get ya through.We cannot save ourselves. When darkness comes God brings the light and joy through Jesus Christ. He is the way the truth and the life.  We are then healed.

So, I now really feel that my grandparents were not square nor  that my parents were  incorrect in saying what they said back in their day. They were sick and worried about their children and grandchildren. I see it and feel it now myself. I do worry for my kids and their kids that they too will hold up and stand in the storm of life with a society who is less supportive of Godly values.

Finally today, I would like to touch on a topic. The topic is Suicide. Hopelessness that reaches a point that causes some poor souls to a tragic action. I do not care where a person comes from, money, poverty etc. I am by no way a professional on this topic but have heard and seen so much tradgedy in my life. Suicide knows no age, it can be caused by depression,drug, alcohol and chemical imbalances of their bodies. People lose hope. It is again my personal feeling that,  no loved one or friend is to blame when this tradgedy occurs to their loved one. It is often seems to comes from out of the blue.

Every life is very precious, we need to watch the people in our lives, familiy, friends, co workers etc and get them a lifeline of hope and to get the help they need if they are in trouble. God did not intend for us to be defeated. He conquers all. Another thing that I grappled with when I was younger was, the idea that if someone committed  such an act of suicide that they were destined for hell. Some faiths teach/taught that.

I personally could not accept this so I did seek the knowledge of a dear friend of my faith who was a bible scholar. I loved this man he was in his late 70’s at this time  and I was maybe 35 ish. My friend L was posed this question during my bible study with my group. He was always thoughtful, prayerful and measured in his response. My friend B called him sensi. lol  He said to me as he ran his fingers along the edge of his bible No, only God can judge such a thing and said that He knows the heart of the person and where they were psychologically at the moment that they acted. I felt the truth of that resonnate with me. As always, God knows all and is the just judge. I just realize how tender we all are and how fragile we all are. We are all broken so we need encouragement along our journey. God is my capitan and I am a passenger on his bus of life. Just seeing where he is taking me next. Amen.

 

God bless you all !

Danny

 

Rascal Flats   Why

Hillsong Age to Age

 

There is nothing so dire in life that cannot be figured out you are all very loved. !

A very important resource link.

http://www.suicidepreventionlifeline.org/

The beauty of being in a storm.

07 Sunday Sep 2014

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The Beauty Of The Storm:

I had the pleasure of going with my wife and son to my wife’s company outing to Kimballs Farm in Westford today. It was very hot and the threat for thunderstorms were a possibility according to the newscasters.

Well, off we went with sunny skies and arrived to the outing, it is a very beautiful place so being outside even in the heat was fine. We were greated by my wifes bosses, employee’s and their guests. Year after year it proves to be such a nice gathering. One of the nicest groups of people that I have ever met. God blessed my wife with her employer and co-workers. She is so happy. Which, only makes me more happy and grateful.

There was a barbeque running, with a huge ice cream bar. Alway’s amazing. We felt the breeze pick up and we all were saying how good it felt. Kimballs has huge weather proof tents and tables so we were not sitting in the sun. Well within a half hour of that  beautiful breeze’s arrival nature let loose with lightening, torential rain and thunder. We, were all dry and actually stayed dry in the hearvy duty tents. It was wild . The smell of the rain was just so beautiful. Everything smelt so good. It smelt like trees and earth.The rain cleared out about one hour after it began, there was actually a tonado warning issued for where we were. When it was over, we hit the road for home. I said to my wife and son when we got into the car, I hope we got that rain at home and they agreed it has been a little dry lately.  On approach to our home before our exit off the highway there is a movie theatre. I saw that the far end of the parking lot was flooded. It must be pitched that way to keep the cars from sitting in it. I was so happy because I knew that we too benefited from the rain as well.

We all need the rain in our lives no matter what form that it takes. Water and adversity purifies us all.

My final thought that I would like to say yet again is that we need to acknowlege and be grateful to those in our lives daily that make life a beautiful experience. They are a gift !

Oceans  Hillsong

Hillsong At The Cross

The Face Of Christ , The Shroud Of Turin

05 Friday Sep 2014

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I mentioned that I had received the face of Christ from a friend in the chapel one rainy night and that my friend was told by the Holy Spirit thay he would get it back when I was healed. As an update to that event. About 4 months ago, I saw F by chance at the church hugged him and said, F God said that when I was healed you would get this back. He looked directly into my eyes and his eyes filled up and I said that this is that time. He wants you to have it back and I took it off, kissed it and  passed it to him he then placed it over his head and kissed it. And we embraced. I am cancer free from the brain cancer and will be going for a scan In a few weeks again to keep at eye on it. But God has got his almighty hands on both you and I all of the time regardless of whatever comes to pass in our lives Soooo

Worry Not ! 🙂

I was down at my church around a year and half ago for a healing service, I stood and prayed with the healing ministers for the sick that were coming in. I at this time was useing a walker. And I remember trying to stand and lean towards the person being prayed over, I wanted the physical contact of my hand to touch that persons shoulder. It was an effort but, God will give you what you need every moment. Well, while I was standing there praying a women walked beside me and stood to the right. I did not focus on who she was. Well, we finished the prayers over the beautiful person who was sitting and being prayed over. So, I looked again at this women to the right of me and she looked stunned and said Danny? I said yes, and then  I said, Oh my God, J. how are you I had not seen her in at least 14 years, she had moved to another town.

She looked at me standing with my walker and said what happened my response was a little cancer. Gods got everything , including my fear 🙂

She looked so distressed , I gave her a hug and asked her what was wrong, she said it is really weird but, I feel like  I can talk to you. You see , she was in that church that night for a reason as was I. Our personal psalm #139 put us there by God’s design. An intersection in life.

She said that she had been in her church on Ash Wednesday and God spoke directly to her that she would be given the gift of healing through Jesus and would see peoples desease’s. She looked so scared, my reaction was, I know its God my Spirit was resonating inside telling me of the truth. She said that as part of this calling was to create plaster art work and they are given to people that God had intended them for with scripture passages attached. Many were people that she did not know.

She also has 5 or 6 kids and they were so frightened as to what she was suddenly compelled to do. You see, she had never done art work before and was suddenly a master at it. I told her I understood because of how God was useing me as well. He uses all of us by the way 🙂 So, I think that she had a lot of peace before she left the church that evening.

So any way’s 🙂 , fast forward maybe 3 weeks or so from that night, my front door bell rang at like 6:30 a.m. on a Sunday morning and I could not get up and move that quicky, my wife was laying there half in a coma from all of her hours of work. We heard a vehicle pull away. About 45 minutes later the phone rang and we did not recognize the number so I did not answer. I fell asleep and when I awoke I took the phone and saw that there was a message. I listened to it and I found that it was J, the women from the church.

One thing that I need to say to set up this miracle was this, I did not sleep well that night a lot of Spiritual warfare was taking place and I began to pray to God and was complaining about my  life.  I was bellying acheing about everything!, a good old fashioned pitty party. That was around 3:00 am and at 4 am I began to do my Holy Rosary and I believe that it has saved my life! It calms me and puts me into union with heaven. Amen.

 

Okay, back to J. I called her and when she answered she apologized for coming by so early and calling, She said she had to. I understand that. When God compells you to do something, it must be done!

She told me that she had been woken up by God  at 4:00 am and was told that she needed to get a plaster peice that she made to me right away. She left it between the storm door and was afraid that it might get broken. It was funny when my wife found out that J had called my wife said as I was dialing J back on the phone, maybe she made an art peice for you. I said nahhh. Well, she had.It is beautiful.

My wife ran down to get it before something happened to it, it had a card with it .

When I pulled it out of the bag it was the face of Christ just beautiful! She did not know about F and the medallion ( Face of Christ ) that I had been given in the chapel nor did she know about my vision where I saw the shroud of Turin either.( Jesus face)

Here is the scripture that God gave her for me in that very moment that went with the face of Christ sculpture.

Galatians 2:20King James Version (KJV)

20 I am crucified with Christ: nevertheless I live; yet not I, but Christ liveth in me: and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by the faith of the Son of God, who loved me, and gave himself for me.

 

Now If that is not God, then what is???????????

The bottom line :

While I struggled with sorrow ,brain cancer and body failure and was thinking about my plight and that of my family the devil was toying with me all night. I retreated to a safe harbor Jesus Christ at 3 am and began to beseech of him what I needed and by 4 a.m. feeling still a little oppressed I called on My Blessed Mother as well. God heard my silent prayer and pleas and answered me immediately. My Blessed mother aided in that as well. I feel her presence and from time to time smell her roses too. Amen. 🙂 I called out to the Lord and J was sent to respond. Thank God, J listened to God’s call. God bless Her !

 

Isn’t life beautiful, my son showed me this. 

God’s gift.

 

The Face Of Christ, The Shroud Of Turin.

 

God Bless You, Danny

We are all Loved… The Miracle inside. Protect life

04 Thursday Sep 2014

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We are all loved by God without measure

Whitney Houston: You are loved.

 

I believe that we are all Miracles from conception and just by our births. There is nothing more valuable than a baby.

 

I have Never heard this song before but listen and I agree 100%  No matter what situation a young lady or man finds themselves in. That the Miracle of life that you may be carrying may be a gift from God that is meant  to save you!   

 

God wants us to heal. Pray for his revelation and rewenewal daily of your body ,mind and Spirit.

 

God Bless You,

Danny

My Dad an everyday hero!

16 Saturday Aug 2014

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Today, my heart was full of memories, It seems like a Fall day even though we are heading  into the middle of August. While praying over the last day and my blog writing my parents were in the front of my mind and stirring my heart. My mom which I will introduce you to shortly went to the Lord  Aug, 7 ,2013.

Today, I would like to give honor to my 86 year old Dad. He is referred to by everyone as Bill. He is just like his Father before him a family man, A Man Of God and led our family with strenght, and yet a gentle demeanor. My dad is a Marine and forever will be. My dad had responsibility far beyond his wife and 5 children. I am #4 out of 5. My dad worked very hard at his job and got extra work a second job to make sure that we were okay financially . My dad, as my mom always told us would come home with his pay and give it to her so she could juggle and handle the family budget. Back in that day it was common for the guy’s to get paid on thursdays and go have drinks after work. Not my dad, he was not one of those men. My dad donated time and materials and built an equipment box for the parish van and drove the equipment van to all band practices, and competitions that we had. All of his kids me included belonged to the St. Agnes Marching Band, concert band and we did plays with that orginazation as well. 12 total years of it. My father even lost two teeth with something falling out of the truck onto his face. Dedication! He volunteered all the time.  For his kids #1, but also Mr’ R was  everyone’ s dad, a lot of dads just were not there, so we were very proud of my dad and, proud that he is ours !!

Today, he is engaged in all of his family’s lives with quiet support but has never been envasive in our lives. His faith has been a beacon to our family bringing the Divine Mercy Chaplet to our home before the prayers were really common. St. Faustina. And, St. Michael is his best friend. 🙂 His faith is yet another reason that I have been able to weather this storm( cancer) so well in my life. Jesus and Faith are who we are, it is part of our family constitution. Our foundation is strong. And that is due to my dad too 🙂

My Dad is the dad that worked so much yet, he was always present. When he came home from work he met 5 screaming kids on the driveway. He would pull into the driveway and park at the end so we did not go into the street. He would get out of the car with his black baracuda jacket slung over  his arm.  He would hug us and in his hand was a little brown bag and he give us a peice of candy. I cannot forget how hansome he was/ is dark black hair and sky blue eyes. That was a Miracle to me My dad was there and just loved us so much. We had the first and only backyard  skating  rink in the neighborhood, that my dad made. all the neighbors down the block were good friends then !!! lol  Oh, by the way, we were all Marines he cut all his 4 boys hair regulation crew at his work bench, my mom would walk by and say. ooh Bill they look so good ! Beautiful memories! My sister went for the dorothy hamel look, so my dad did not dare to attempt that cut. LOL Girl’s get crabby! 🙂

Even after all of the hours he worked, I was insistent on becoming a newpaper boy so my parents helped me to make my dream come true. 🙂 By the way, I was 9ish…I was just like the Beev on the television show. Well the Sunday Globe was big in that day. Heavy.They had to be put together and stuffed and they also needed to be delivered by a certain time. Well , the papers would get dropped and I do mean dropped hard onto the front stoop at 4a.m. I needed to get down shortly after 5 to stuff them and my dad would load them into his car and he would deliver them with me. Need less to say you know who stuffed them most of the time dear old dad. LOL

But thats my dad always willing, never yelling at us he would just instruct you that this is not right. You see, when parenting you can lead without screaming and giving outbursts. And, when you choose to speak you measure your words,  people listen. That is my dad. Not me, I start off carm and then  the lid flips !!!

My father retired just in time to spend all of his time when not with us sitting by his dads bed in one hospital, his mothers bed in another hospital, my other grandfather that was yet in another facility. He left the crack of dawn on a bus, returned hours later to get his car and go up to his dads then off to peabody for his father in law my papa. They were all end of life illnesses. My mom was working, when she got out of work she came home and got us kids dinner. My healthy Nana Ilene got into the car with my mom and they were gone to make their hospital  visits. This was every day for a really long time! My dad then came home to be there for us. He never complained he just did out of love and was necessary and right to support his elders that he loved so much.You know, what families use to be like. He has witness Jesus to us all over all these years including my mom, she adored him and he  cherished her too. Thats why when I say stuff like I have had no advirsity in my life including my cancer people think, how could he ever say that? This account of who my dad is one of the reasons why. Love so strong, that it can right my ship. In essence, I was made a Marine by my dad by his standard and my haircut as a little boy 🙂 So, I can lay in a fox hole now with bullets flying that I   have full confidence that I will make it out and into the hands of my Heavenly Father.

My Dad met my mom when he was 21 years old at a cookout he was on a blind date. He saw my mom  and just knew that he really liked her. She was 16 and was at Matigon Highschool in Cambridge, Ma. My mom kept getting double promoted and was graduating early from highschool.

She was very mature for her age. So they related well even with the age difference of 5 years.

They were together married for I believe 59 years but knew eachother longer than that. A marriage made in Heaven and kept together because God was right their in the middle.

When my mom took ill 3 years ago, she had COPD for a number of years but the last three were full of infections of the lungs an in operable tumor in her lung and heavy treatment, hopitals etc. Again, I will be writing soon on what an amazing Spirit that she possessed.:) And she was a miracle too !

My Dad jumped in and just took over her home care, my brothers, sister, neices and nephew were there doing anything that was required. I could not be there physically because I had my cancer treatment in progress. I got there almost weekly, but we spoke a couple of times a day by phone and she was a beaming light and a rock firmly devoted to God and Adored Her Blessed Mother. She was no victim either, She did it her way for God’s glory. Amen.

My father stopped every activity that would take him from my moms side, he prayed with her, comforted her, cuddled her, and did it all. Christ in action! It was something that I could never fully describe.

I will say this, I hope someday to be one tenth  the dad to my kids that my dad has been for myself, brothers and sister.

To my dad ,

Love, The Pizza Man, and lots of other names.LOL right dad!

This is just a glimpse of who my dad is, Thankyou God for My Dad 🙂

Earthly Father  Enjoy

Ray Orbison In Dreams , For you Dad I know know how much you both loved Ray and this is reminds me of mom and you, Love beyond measure. D, S, B 

Our fathers carry half of our genetic makeup. Our relationship with our father plays a huge part of who we will become. In many segments of society, people grow up without ever knowing their fathers. This is unfortunate because fathers should play as important a role in raising their children as mothers. A father is the model of a man for his daughter and she will choose a man who is like him. A father is the model for his son as well. Fortunately, there is a trend for fathers to be more active in their children’s lives.

Again, below poem is from familypoems.com Karen K Boyer

Silent Strong Dad

He never looks for praises
He’s never one to boast
He just goes on quietly working
For those he loves the most
His dreams are seldom spoken
His wants are very few
And most of the time his worries
Will go unspoken too
He’s there…. A firm foundation
Through all our storms of life
A sturdy hand to hold to
In times of stress and strife
A true friend we can turn to
When times are good or bad
One of our greatest blessings,
The man that we call Dad.

In The Beginning and My first Heavenly Vision/ Vivid Dream.

13 Wednesday Aug 2014

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In The Beginning of true Spiritual awakening of all of us is a long time in the making. We experience different levels of awareness in God, his existence and supreme gift to us all and I m not talking about life 🙂 That is a Miracle in itself.  I am referring to the gift of The Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirit as far as I am concerned is our bridge to the Almighty, he facilitates all that is good, he inspires us, he warns us,he allows God to fill us with joy and allows our conscience to feel guilt for a wrong doing.The Holy Spirit will help to bring us to our knees for repentence before our Lord. The Holy  Spirit that dwells within every one of us is God given and works in concert with our desires, needs and to allow us to fulfill our destiny for God and his people. We need to allow The Holy Spirit to work with us. We need to pray for his assistance in a meaningful way. I mentioned this in one of my recent blog writing that I began praying and commiting myself to God and the holy Spirit with my daily shower and telling all of Heaven that the water was my rededication and reminder of my baptismal water. I say daily to God that I surrender myself to whatever he wants from me and tell the Holy Spirit to please use me to the best of my ability. Lastly, I call on all of Heaven through my prayers for all of the Angels and Saints to please bestow on me any gifts of the Spirit that I may need in the future. Heaven is for real.:) This is a very special time that we are living in, a time like no other. It is a time of Miracles, it is a time of God’s pouring out of The Holy Spirit and Spiritural gifts for eachone of us. We all have our very own special gifts. Some we are born with some we acquire from God in the moment of his choosing. Our gifts can bend and change over a period of time based on what God wants and needs us to accomplish. The one prerequsite that God has for each of us to open our hearts and desire to be an agent of good to be the light to oneanother. It is simple. Through my childhood, adolescence and even into my 30’s I was always searching for my true God and his existence. I could feel him to a certain degree but the picture was still far from focus. During that time for me the 90’s.  Life had a lot of moments of hurts from people you know, daily nonsence. Its hard to see God when you are surrounded by others who are not necessarily in Christ or God based. You are wandering around in a crowd of lost sheep many of which have no idea that they are even lost. I am not judging but  it is indeed a fact.   Well in the latter part of my 30’s I managed to bring my picture into a little more clarity with prayer and the assistance of others through a beautiful retreat know as Cursillo in a retreat house know as St. Basil’s in Methuen, Ma. that was I believe in Oct 1999. My wife went in November of the same year. It was life changing, the focus and picture was now crystal clear! It was an intersection where God made himself and his presence known. It is a Miracle, just as St. Basils is. You should call and look into this retreat house. It will be the best gift that you can give yourself ! So, I came back from that retreat and one of my friends called me the next day and  said, hey Dan, I saw you walking on the water of the lake today 🙂  It was so funny,he knew that I was on Fire .lol Each day that we live sets the stage for the next day and action. So all of the many little or big moments of my daily journey that come out onto this blog journal are always building for a bigger God moment. They are all God moments because he is there with us getting us through. All of our Spiritual Gifts are to be shared. It is not about us. This blog tells my journey through God. It his victory over death (my) and yours. God wants my life psalm #139 shared so that all will see him, and draw closer to our Heavenly Father.    4- 5 years ago, I am not sure of the date, I was called out of the blue into some of the most intense Spiritual experiences that I could ever have imagined. I was blown out of the water, I will just refer to them as writing for my church. The details of those writings were not for us , they are for the church. I will say this anyone with a sense of Spiritural awareness just needs to look at the news or turn on the television to see what is going on. The world is out of balance. This process was stretching myself and family to the max. The Holy Spirit is just so awesome. My spiritual adviser said to me , Dan, lets just see where it goes, and we did. I will explain about this experience at a later date.   My first vision, vivid dream, about 4-5 years ago during the time I was doing the  church writings. I was asleep and had the most vivid dream. God uses our own lifes experiences and will make them part of his message in my case it was based in my lifes work and I have been for over 30 years through the gift of the  Holy Spirit an interior Designer. I have done projects that when I had completed them looked at them and said, God, I did that! I did through God and love alone complete my projects .More on that later too!:) So, I was sleeping and my vision which seemed like forever started. I am giving my account  to you exactly as It happened and was told to my priest, my adviser and friend long ago… This remember was more that 3 years before my cancer diagnosis. I walked up to the door of this house and rang the bell. I had decorating samples in my hand. A women came to the door and opened it, I just remember how pleasant she was, I could hear children laughing and she said, excuse me for a moment and walked away off to the left in the direction of the children. I did not see them but heard them laughing.  So, I stood there and it seemed like a while, I being the type A personality and loving what I did. I said to myself, I will just walk in to the right here and see what she needs. So the interior was very itherial everything was a very soothing white color. It was extremely peaceful. I just kept walking and ahead of me was a hallway with a very bright light people were coming out of the light and passing me again all faces were non descript, everything was very etherial and white. I noticed that there was something on the wall that everyone that came out of the hall seemed to be stopping to look at so, I wandered over to it and looked and was a very pale colored picture I recognized it immediately. It was the shroud of Turin. I have to say this too, I had never given  1 seconds thought to the shroud in my life yet here it was . Well any way I could hear voices from down the end of the long extremely bright hallway and hear a booming voice and laughter it was pure joy. When I got to the entrance I realized, I shouldn’t be here, I had wondered from where I was left to wait. I would never wander around my clients home. So, I returned to where I was waiting by the door. I was getting annoyed and it was like 4 hours. Well, the really pleasant women was back and said she was sorry for the delay and she opened the door to the left of me. The children were quiet now  and she guided me into the room. I stood there and there was a very large white table in front of me. As I stood there the women was standing to the left side of the table looking at me and there was another figure to the right side of the table looking at me  as well. The women looked at me and, I felt love like I had never felt before. She said again sorry for the wait, I remember having been so angry to had to wait 4 hours for her to return and , I just responded its okay and she said to me you are an angel. Of course, I told Father I am certainly not, I am a sinner like everyone. I remember feeling intense love. I knew that it was my Blessed Mother. She without  a word uttered pointed down to the table and moved her hand over the surface as if  she wiped the table and the white milky color left and it now had a clear glass. It was a case.  I could see all kinds of relics, bottles of oils, and religous statues related to my faith and she spoke these words to me, We want you to have many Spiritual gifts. And that was it. I woke up and is as alive today and vivid as the time that it occured.   I have had years to think of why The Blessed Mother would call me an angel, because I am not. So I have a couple of thoughts on that. 1.) She knowing that I was upset with waiting for her which my Blessed Mother would know and yet I told her no problem thought that I was kind? 2.) Everything that I have done in writing including this blog through the Holy Spirit is never about me or any one of us . We are all loved the same. And what mother does not look upon her child at least as  an angel in training?  🙂 Thats the best I can do on that thought last but not least the booming laughter and joy was,  I know, was Our God!  I was given a glimpse of Heaven. I pray everyday to continue to grow for his purpose and into his will completely . Amen. Better Is one day In Your House By Kutless https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jdE03zRJtxw   In Christs Holy Name, Danny

Kathy Trocolli

13 Monday Jan 2014

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Before I begin, I would like you please pray for a wonderful young man and his family. Scott was a beautiful young man. God Bless and hold them all always. Amen.

Thank you.

 

During my Cursillo retreat weekend in October of 1999 my eyes we opened to the world of Christian music. I was very familiar with church hymns etc but was totally unaware of this beautiful form of music.

Even after all these years it just amazes me how much beautiful Spirit inspired music there is. It is a very important part of our lives when we  become aware of it.

I can hear music Kathy Troccoli and Beach Boys

Kathy Troccoli & Friends – Love One Another

Water Into Wine- Kathy Troccoli

Go Light Your World – Kathy Troccoli

 

God Bless,

Danny