Encouragement to share your gifts

What if a storm cloud refused to rain?

Would it stay dark forever?

How heavy would it get?

How many flowers would miss their chance to bloom,

waiting for water that never fell?

 

What if you refuse to share your heart with the world?

Will it feel dark forever?

How heavy will it get?

Who will miss their chance to flourish,

waiting for grace that never poured out of you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

Grace like a game of hearts

In cards,

when you find yourself losing a game of hearts,

you can secretly decide to accept it-

it’s called shooting the moon.

If you manage to lose completely,

you actually win-

it’s a path to victory.

In faith,

when you find your heart aching from the trials of life,

you can secretly decide to accept it –

it’s called surrender.

If you manage to fully let go,

you can embrace God’s plan-

and stand with Him in victory.

Lord, thank You for calling us ever deeper into Your mystery. Please give us the grace to let go of our attachment to the physical to more fully embrace Your spiritual presence in our lives.  

Related Scripture

Luke 17:33 Whoever tries to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life will preserve it.

Intergenerational healing prayer and the new Pixar movie Coco

I recently took my whole family to see the new Pixar movie Coco, which is based around the Mexican holiday Day of the Dead. We all loved it, kids ranging from ages 5-10 and adults alike.

It’s about a little boy, who dreams of being a musician, but his family won’t allow it because the only musician in the family tree broke his great great great grandmother’s heart by abandoning her to pursue his dream of being a famous musician. The boy refuses to give up on his dream, in spite of his family’s resistance to it.

In the film, the young boy is magically transported to the “other side,” where he goes on an adventure to receive the blessing from his great great great grandfather to become a musician after all. His journey unfolds by dramatically uncovering old family secrets including lies and murder to eventually get to the truth about what happened in his ancestry, receive blessing of his family and also learn to value family above all – there is much healing for his entire family tree, living and dead.

As fantastical as the movie is, it reminded me of something real and powerful, which I’ve experienced firsthand: Inter-generational Healing Prayer.

Years ago, when my son was miraculously healed of kidney disease after a priest with the gift of healing prayed over him, the priest (Fr. Mottet) gave me a book of Inter-generational Healing prayers by Robert Degrandis. The prayers were so powerful. Reading them, I felt the presence of the Holy Spirit like never before. God worked powerfully through that book to change my life and increase my faith.

Now I think everyone should know the concept of inter-generational healing prayer because we all have family patterns we’d like to heal. Do we really want to be tethered to a genetic disposition to mental illness or cancer for example? What about addiction or heart disease? Wouldn’t you rather see future generations healed of these conditions if possible?  Prayer isn’t a magic wand, but I can attest to the fact that it is incredibly powerful.

At that phase of my life, after receiving the diagnosis that my son would battle chronic kidney disease for his entire life, I didn’t realize it at the time, but looking back it’s clear I needed to face a lifelong pattern of helplessly and endlessly taking on the suffering of family members, who never seemed to get better. A lifelong worrier and empath, my spirit was weary from taking on other people’s pain. I wouldn’t emotionally abandon them if they were going through something, but I just really needed God to throw me a bone and rekindle my hope, especially for my precious new baby.

Through the inter-generational healing prayers, I was able to invite Jesus the Divine Physician into into past generational traumas and wounds to heal that fundamental belief system in past and future generations. The results were an amazing, life-changing miracle, which I witnessed firsthand and am still praising God about eight years later. Not only was my son healed physically, I was healed spiritually from that heartbreaking pattern of hopelessness. My faith was renewed and has only grown with time.

Maybe my miracle story sounds as fantastical to you as the movie Coco! That’s okay-I know not everyone is a believer. But as someone, who is passionate about the power of prayer in general and inter-generational healing prayer specifically, I am overjoyed to see how science is catching up to this ancient prayer tradition with the study of epigenetics, which proves how trauma of our ancestors becomes encoded into our very cells and dna structure.

I believe Jesus came to heal us and adopt us mind, body and spirit into His Divine family tree, so we can be totally transformed and healed by him most importantly spiritually, but also more often than we dare dream, physically. To me, the science of epigentics is just further proof that Jesus is ultimately a Genius, who we are all still trying to catch up to over 2,000 years later – in prayer and modern medicine.

What do you think? What are your experiences with inter-generational prayer? Have you heard about it? Are you curious? I pray that the Divine Physician blesses you to heal all family patterns back and forward through every generation. 

 

 

What to expect when you follow the still small voice of God

On my honeymoon in Hawaii years ago, everything was perfect except we could never figure out how to get to any of the obscure nature viewing areas we’d read about.

Whenever we asked for help, the locals led us on strangely roundabout paths. One would direct us this way to a random landmark that looked like all the other ones along the road, and we’d miss it. Then another would send us back in the other direction or into the jungle on a randomly flooded dirt road – even though we had nothing to do but relax and find our way, it drove me crazy not knowing where we were going. I guess my type A personality collided with the mellow, trusting aloha spirit.

But in the end, all was well. We eventually made it to our beautiful destination with a few extra funny stories under our belts. Just thinking about it brings back wonderful memories.

As I’ve grown more spiritually connected over the years, I’ve decided the Still Small Voice of God operates a little bit like the Hawaiian locals on our honeymoon.

When I ask for guidance, God doesn’t give me the whole plan at once – He just nudges me randomly in a particular direction I don’t understand, and when I inevitably get lost, He nudges me again back into the opposite direction or up a windy road that kind of scares me. I’ve come a long way in learning to trust these little angel whispers, but just like it did with the aloha spirit-my type A personality sometimes collides with the purely peaceful, infinitely wise Holy Spirit.

In the end though, I’m always glad I trusted the Lord. He has led me to some truly gorgeous places of freedom that I could have never found or even imagined were possible without Him. For that! I am incredibly grateful.

Lord, help us hear Your voice in our hearts, so we can follow You always! Even though You lead us in winding ways we don’t fully understand, we know Your way is always best. Thank You for Your guidance always. In Jesus name, Amen. 

What’s Your relationship with the Still Small Voice of God? Do you follow the angel whispers or intuitions? Share your experiences below, and I’ll pray for your connection to God to grow even stronger! 

Thank You God for being our rock

Lord, Thank You for the power of Your Word and Spirit. Thank You for the sacraments of Your Church.  Thank You for all the faithful, who are doing Your work in the world. Thank You for the guardian angels working on our behalf. Thank You for Your voice in our hearts. Thank You for being so trustworthy and strong. Thank You for all the marvelous signs that point to Your Glory all around us.

Please give us the grace to follow You and build our lives on the solid foundation of Your Truth, always.

In Jesus name,

Amen.

Related Scripture

Matthew 7 24-27: “Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock. But everyone who hears these words of mine and does not put them into practice is like a foolish man who built his house on sand. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell with a great crash.”

 

Find a way to do what you loved as a child

At my son’s recent field trip to a literary festival, one of the speakers said “the happiest adults are those, who find a way to do what they loved as a child.”

This caught my attention because after ten years of being a stay-at-home mom, I sent my baby to kindergarten this fall. I’m in a transition period of my life and open to possibilities of what to do next.

Yes, I love writing, and that’s where most of my drive is right now. But what did I love as a child? Building forts in the neighbor’s lilac bushes when they were in bloom, playing running bases in the front yard with my brothers, creek walking and riding bikes into town for cheese fries … none of those seem like good arrows pointing into the direction of a fruitful career.

But randomly this afternoon, I was flooded with a wonderful childhood memory, which makes me think I’m on track with my writing. I adored my silver-haired 6th grade English teacher Mrs. Obrien. She was a woman of great imagination, who brought each of us a tuppence from her annual trip to Ireland and dazzled us (or at least me) with tales of how she swam across an entire lake on vacation every summer. I also loved her dramatic re-enactments of classic literature – she was my favorite middle school teacher by far. 

More than anything, I loved how she’d have us write poetry by hand, then use colored pencils to decorate the page. I think it was my all-time favorite, most centering, even meditative, assignment in grade school.

In the past year, I’ve been surprised to find myself called to write mystical poetry. I absolutely love expressing my faith in this way and teaming it up with photography to illustrate the message – though it is hard work, it feels centering and satisfying to my soul. The creative wellspring is flowing.

BUT – I’ve been struggling to embrace this calling because I don’t think it’s a very practical thing to be doing, and I’m not very confident about sharing my work because I’m shy and prefer to be private with my faith.

The more I pray about it, the more I’m lead by God to continue writing and stretching my comfort zone by sharing it as much as possible. The writing has been a delight, the sharing a struggle.

Realizing this common thread back into my childhood regarding my love for poetry and images is reassuring somehow – at this point of stepping out on fath with my writing, it helps me trust that God created me for a purpose and this is part of it. He’s had this plan for me all along, and my job is to be obedient to His spirit like I have been for many years – this is just the next step in my journey, no big deal.

Psalm 139 13-14 For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.

So what about you? Do you know what God created You to do? What did you love doing as a child? Could you carve out a little time to resurrect that part of yourself soon, just to see what happened? Comment below, and I’ll lift you in prayer to live a fulfilling, joyful life doing exactly what God created you to do. We’re all in this faith journey together. 

Related Scripture

Matthew 18: 3-4 3 “Truly I tell you, He said, “unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever humbles himself like this little child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven”

 

 

 

Floodgates Prayer (for openness to receive more graces)

Heavenly Father,

You are a roaring waterfall of infinite power and glory flowing into the world-

I adore you, but I struggle to feel worthy of Your graces.

By the power of Your Spirit,

wash away my resistance to accepting

the outpouring of wonders You have planned for me.

Dissipate any doubts that block you from flowing joyfully

into every aspect of my life.  

Open the floodgates of my soul, so I can receive even more of Your victorious love.

Embolden my faith, and

draw me into greater realization of Your gorgeous strength. 

Great Creator of every marvelous thing,

grace me with extravagent openness to Your power,

so I can witness Your miraculous gifts pouring into the world.

I want to live in a state of wonder,

forever amazed by the beauty of Your majesty.

In Jesus name,

Amen.