Tuesday, August 24, 2010

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THE HEIGHT OF CONSECRATION

Dear friends of the blog, I want to tell you my profession in the Institute the First Lady of the Annunciation took place August 18, 2010 - Ariccia - Rome - Casa Divin Maestro. I want to share with you the joy of grace in step that involved my life. My soul magnifies the Lord! (Lk 1:46 ) This dimension has now taken joy and peace, an internal logic that goes beyond the concept of rule. A rule can not be absolute, because everything has its order and its logic, often it is incomprehensible to those above in that logic is unaware of. This dimension rediscovered every day by winning troubles, temptations and surprises. It is in this growth process in the holiness that is found, certainly not the obvious and ever-changing upheavals of life. The "growth" - synonymous with aging - has nothing to do with a purely bodily appearance. "I should write a book about me." The entry into a different dimension, the transition to new forms of experience accompanied by the "Bread of Life." And the white (consecrated wafer) is precisely the color of the passage, "the symbol of a dimension in which all colors are gone ... the white soul acts like nothing is absolute silence ... full of joy and happiness." The white is the color of initiation and revelation, and Jesus Christ that is revealed after the long silence through with his word of life for me. Looking up I see the light through the leaves, get up still look up and see the intense blue sky symbol of immateriality, the path of the infinite, in which reality is transformed into spiritual, suggesting the idea of \u200b\u200beternity. All this beauty that surrounds me is the infinite love I have inside. Look up and look elsewhere: the obstacles, the barriers of sin ... because my life will become a place of freedom and fidelity. True freedom is to see God in everything that surrounds me. True freedom is the daughter of God feel the love of God my father and mother I look up and continue to hope. I lift up my eyes to the hills ... I remain enchanted to contemplate the mountain peaks surrounding in this place of prayer. I recall the words of the Psalm: lift up my eyes to the hills where does my help come? My help comes from the Lord who made heaven and earth. ( Sl 121, 1 to 2 ) I also think that expression of the Book of Daniel:
lost the light of reason , averted his eyes to avoid seeing
heaven and do not remember the righteous judgments ( D 13:9).
Daily life does everything possible to absorb all our eyes to the things of the earth and ourselves. But sometimes it is good to break the monotony and folded at the sky to contemplate the other side of reality. Projected upward, lifting his head, going against the tide. I feel magnetized by the heights, I feel a natural attraction, and I feel entirely projected upward. The height is the size of the natural man, called to go beyond himself. Jacob dreams of the scale is the image of the man who has in this inner projection. Difficult to look down into the valleys, but instinctively point upward. Even the sound of bells as a solicitation to address not only the look but to God all of me My heart is like the sky is always inhabited by God even when I realize, as there are millions in the sky of stars that do not perceive. Above the gray clouds there is always so much light that I do not see why my eyes can not penetrate. Just get on a plane and the clouds over to hear a world of light. S. Therese called prayer a lift that lifts us up in the arms of God, the image is entirely appropriate. The spiritual life can not be considered a possession, an achievement definitive but more appropriately a nostalgia and a need. The sky above me that is not always turns out to be starry and bright. The important thing is to have seen, sometimes the stars and know that there are even behind layers of clouds. Live forever in the light would be monotonous. The important thing is having seen it, sometimes, to possess and store in the heart, in the form of memory and need. My being is achieved by contemplating the heights. It's a little 'how to get to a place where you can find our roots, the origins and especially where I left my heart. I feel magnetized upward, an attraction that is stronger than me. Looking up I can answer many questions unconscious desires and projects. height reminds me of well, tomorrow, the future and the Other. The mountains, in all literatures, are places of divinity, spirituality, of ascents. Nell 'experience of the believer are the sights of the great moments of God and man as in the Bible. Mountain climbing are the indelible and unforgettable moments, including the fatigue, the sweat, the fatigue of the climb and enjoyment of the arrival and discovery of a higher and more beautiful world. Is change in height: the perspective, vision, the proportion and size. From the experience of climbing in high altitudes can draw many lessons to life spiritual. They are called to rise, hard to climb on the rocks of the heart, step by step, nail after nail after hard toil to reach the summit of God There is no encounter with God and spiritual experience without constant practice and methodical ascent that makes me go over and above all acquisitions reached and the evidence and daily routine. Finally, I wish to thank the Lord for giving us a guide of the Spiritual Exercises Don Emilio Cicconi Pauline. As of now knowing I found myself in front of a man of God who has the gift to get into people's hearts. Thank you for the beautiful words that will always carry with me. It gave me great joy especially during the Eucharistic celebration. Thanks to Don Emilio I understand who are "Being a fragment of your being and your life ... Be good to him, be comfortable with him and feel good in him." Be placed in him, where there is death or mourning or crying or pain, for the former things have passed away ( Ap 21, 4). Where everything takes on another meaning and another value. If anyone is in Christ is a new creature: old things are passed away, behold the new has come . ( 2 Cor 5: 17 ) tory And like Mary, the sister of Martha, in a dimension of extended conversation with Jesus, to be a heart to heart with Jesus and be in Jesus, come in your life, part Him, being one with Him, as He is one with the Father. Finally, I thank all the sisters of the Institute and in particular Don Vito our English delegate, for me the school is an extension of the Heart of Christ and the Incarnation: was glad when they said 'go to the house of the Lord. " And now our feet are standing within thy gates, O Jerusalem! ( Sl 122, 2 ). It is the flock and the secure fence, place the welfare, safety and harmony, the gathering of those who choose home as the Heart of Jesus

How good and how pleasant it is when brothers live together! ( Sl 133, a )

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