Sunday, December 18, 2016

Paula's Prayer Group December 2016 Meeting

We were happy to be together.  As one member of the group pointed out the group keeps her grounded and reminds her of what are important in life.  As Sr. Paula mentioned during the charism recollection what we need to tap into are already there, they just need to be revived and the prayer meetings do help.

One member felt old age catching up on her and she consoles herself with the insight that what she could not do anymore she had been given abundant opportunities to do in the past.  She is grateful for that.

The metaphor used in the book "Under the Tuscan Sun" at the beginning and at the end of the book about the faucet that was broken and then mentioned again at the end as repaired without any explanation showed to one member how similar is the way God takes care of us.  The member mentioned how this was apparent when she thought she could not say her last goodbye to a close friend during her friend's funeral mass and was despondent about it and how another friend and her daughter made it possible for her to postpone a responsibility she had to do and made it possible for her to go.  She also felt her close friend's love from above when she ate with a friend Chinese after the funeral mass.  Eating Chinese is something she shared with her close friend who just passed.

Sr. Paula mentioned how the phrase from the song Oh Holy Night,"And the soul felt its worth".   touched her and made her think of the significance of Christmas.   As the part of the lyrics shown below show, the coming of the Saviour validates God's love for us and how he values us.

With these thoughts, our prayer group prays for all of you.

O Holy Night

O Holy night, the stars are brightly shining
It is the night of our dear Savior's birth
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
Til He appeared and the soul felt it's worth
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn
Fall on your knees
O hear the angel voices
O night divine!
O night when Christ was born
O night divine!
O night, o night divine!
And in His Name, all oppression shall cease
Sweet hymns…

PS.  I researched further the story behind the song and what I discovered is what I want to share with you. Here is the link.

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