Friday, July 31, 2009
Another Friday fast...
Our Blessed Virgin Mother calls us, through the visionaries at Medjugorje to "Love, pray and fast." Pretty simple, right? Not so simple. Never simple. After the excitement of discovering the revelations of Our Lady at M. and the beginning of the fasting process, the life of fasting on Wednesdays and Fridays, week in and week out, trying to stay focused on the purpose of it all, well, at times it can be difficult. Harsher words than difficult come to mind but I'll refrain. The difficulty has nothing to do with Our Mother, fasting, the bread and water she asks for or even the number of times a week that's involved. It is me. Inside me. The place where the true battles rage on, even on the good days when things are falling into place, those interior battles rage on. Over the years I've tried different ways of 'living' on those days, but none of my approaches seem to last, seem to be able to comfort me as I get through the day. Some may find comfort in a fast day. I think (big word there, think) I'm coming to the realization that my 'comfort' is in my struggle, that in fasting twice a week I'm given a subtle reminder of what is what and who is who. Remember your priorities, k. Your mind doesn't drift too often, but here is a way to stay focused. Here is help from the ancient days. Here is help from Above. Use it.
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Good for you for just doing it! And the less you like it, the more merit...
Remember that first day when I explained in front of you and our daughter I was going to fast. I explained how Our mother asked us to fast. You just went along with me. How lucky I am that you always seem to want what I want. Fasting is very hard for me. Much harder than that first year when I just felt so resolved and strong. So often I want to give up and say, I'm not strong enough. You are my strength. You always grab what ever old bread out of the fridge and bring it to work. Sometimes I think if I were to say forget it, you would willingly say okay, but I can't. If my fast, our fast saves one person, one family, how can we stop. Mary was and is our greatest intercessor. She is with us, trying to save us from all that is evil. How can we not listen. So, for now, we fast for peace in our families, peace in our world and for the strength to fast with love. Let me add, thank you Jesus and Mary for Saturday morning breakfast.
Yeah, I agree, Sat. morning breakfast, wherever it is!
Wow, this post is such encouragement for me! Today is Friday and I was thinking that I need to fast, but now, I am resolved to fast. I went to Medj in 2005 with my daughter. My parents have been too. Maybe one day hubby will go :)
I am grateful to Our Lady for finding this today.
God bless you and your precious cup!
If this is the confession site, well I went to Med. in 1987 with my sister. I can still remember the September night, sitting in my living room reading the newspaper when I felt an urge to go there, and called sis on the other side of the country. She said no way, her husband would not let her go to a communist country -- what about Fatima. I said no, I want to go there, but I couldn't explain why. And this from a very detailed business analyst, who does nothing without deep analysis --- and who had not been to church for seven years. Sis changed her mind, and we went in November.
And during that visit, she saw miracles, but I changed. The miracle was in me.
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