Mary,Mother of God and Men

Oh Mary, crowned by twelve stars,
Mother of men and Mother of God,
On whose request the first miracle was made,
Whom the angel called blessed among Women.

Mother of Perpetual Succor

You yielded to the will of God even though severe,
A sword shall pierce your heart said the prophet,
You carried your work without glamour or fare,
When all flew away you stood by the cross.

God protected you from all vile,
Virgin most prudent chosen by God since the fall of first man,
The perfect Women he chose as Mother to his only son,
Even the demon flees when your name is uttered in heaven and earth.

You were rose to heaven in Body and in Soul,
To be Queen of all Angels and Men for eternity,
Oh Mother Divine, Oh Virgin most Holy,
Pray for us till one day we see  you face to face with Christ you Son.

Will I Get a Job???

Gabriel left his seat and walked the length of his room pondering over what to do about his unemployment status. He’s been at home now for a year after graduating last February and has not been able to apply for the many job vacancies he had come across because their requirements were rather too high.

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After much encouragement from his Mom, Gabriel applied for the position...

Part II

On getting to the venue three days after, he realized that he was the only interviewee not gorgeously dressed. Seeing the multitude that showed up for the interview, his heart began to race. Not long after he sat down, a lass walked up to him.
“Please, can I help you?”
“I came for the interview.”
“Are you sure? You’re not putting on a suit,” she asked.
Shocked by the question, “I don’t have one,” he managed to say.
“Hmmm, let’s hope you don’t get turned back by the panelists,” she said wearing a sardonic smile. Gabriel’s frustrations grew worst but then his mother’s faith in him was quite comforting. Looking through the crowd, his eyes met with those of a lad who approached him. Taking a seat next to him, “did you come with a letter?”
“What letter?”
“A note from an influential person; a politician, governor or minister to support your candidacy?”
“I don’t know any.”
“That’s rather strange; you don’t come for such interviews without a letter from the crème de la crème.”
Just as fear was going to envelop his heart, he remembered his mother’s words, God keeps away flies from the tailless cow.
Observing the file that the young man held in his hand, “what did you bring with you?”
Opening his folder, “I came with the best of everything I could lay my hands on. My masters degree certificate, PhD certificate; scholarship award certificates and those of the volunteering and short courses I have undertaken. Lastly, a letter from a senator who happens to be a family friend.”
On hearing that, Gabriel excused himself and went to the gents. Staring at his image in the mirror, he held his thin file against his chest. Remembering the Lord’s words, he whispered a word of prayer daring to trust in His everlasting arms.
“Gabriel Matthews,” a clerk came out to call. On entering the room, Gabriel found a set of mean looking men and women that formed the panel.
“Take your seat, please,” a lady asked him looking through a set of thick bottles hanging loose over her eyes. After the introduction, she threw in the first question. Gabriel was white, not sure where in the world to find the answers. The second question did not leave him any better. Next, the panelists began to laugh, “are you here for the interview?”
Pulling him together after being knocked off, he managed to nod, “yes.”
As their eyeballs searched his body length, he was reminded that they were checking out on his dressing. “Weren’t you thought to borrow or steal or buy a cheap suit and tie when going for an interview?”
Not sure he knew what next to do, “excuse me Sirs and Mas, can I ask for a 5 minutes break?”
“Why?”
“I want to have a short prayer.”
On hearing that, they burs-ted to laughter. “You think that would help? You should have fasted for forty days and nights before coming but anywhere, permission granted.”
Gabriel hurried to the gents again and staring at himself in the mirror, he wept. Perceiving that an explanation for his red eyes could be demanded, he quickly washed his face and brought out from his pocket, a Gideon bible, searching the psalms. The young lion do lack and suffer hunger but they that seek the Lord shall not want any good thing.
Closing it, he whispered a word of prayer and returned to the room. On seeing him, the panelists resumed their laughter but just as they were going to throw him another question, an elderly man walked in.
“Hello everyone,” he greeted as he took his seat. “I’m sorry for joining this late. I had lots of things to sort out at home.”
“It’s ok sir,” the panelists echoed; a gesture that made Gabriel suspect he probably was the CEO of the company.
“How many persons have been interviewed already?”
“Six, sir.”
“That’s fine. Guess what? Barca caned Bayer Leverkusen yesterday. I’m so happy.”
“Boss, you and football,” a male panelist teased him.
“Oh, what’s life without the game,” the CEO replied laughing. “I’m sure this gentleman is a Barca fan, ain’t you?” He asked looking at Gabriel. Responding to the question, Gabriel nodded.
“I knew it. So how many goals did Lionel Messi score?”
“Five.”
“Brilliant, you must be smart. These are the kind of persons we need in this company. You can go now,” he told Gabriel who left the room not sure if he was in a trance.
Two days later, Gabriel received a text asking him to resume work in 2 weeks time. Reading the message, he ran to show his mother who on reading for herself embraced him.
“Mum, I can’t believe this. What’s the place of football in a customer care manager’s interview?”
“Baby, God doesn’t look far nor does he use strange things to bless us rather, he uses what we already have or know to give us what we want. If he could make an ass speak so as to save Balaam’s life, how much more using football. It can be that simple when God is in it.”

Precious Blood

Precious Blood Of Our Lord Jesus Christ

Oh Precious Blood Flowing freely for our sins,
Setting us free from our bondage's,
Washing us clean from fatal carnal attractions,
Showing us Your unconditional Love

Oh Love infinite, Oh Love pure,
Freeing us from tensions unknown,
Freeing us from pressures undefined,
Giving us that much needed peace of mind.

Oh Mercy beyond imagination,
Unconditionally you forgive our iniquities,
All our transgressions wiped away,
Giving us the power to sustain in our miseries.

Oh Providence unmeasurable,
Blessing us with all that we need,
Showing us to waste our life for others,
Till one day in Your presence we stand for ever and ever.

The Cross of Glory

The Cross of Glory lays ahead me,

I gaze at it with acclamation,

Its many wounds subdue my sorrow,

The Body on it fills me with Hope

The hands of the Savior on it are still,

St. Anthony of Padua Church, RAK, UAE

The legs don’t seem to move,

He was born to die I know,

The Cross of glory is my joy

I have suffered for you it reminds me,

You sins are forgiven it assures me,

We are his children it confirms me,

Heir to his throne of glory it consoles me

Have no worries I have overcome the world it tells me,

The powers of the world have no control over you it assures me,

Do good, see well and speak truth it advises me,

The Cross of Glory is my Guide

I Love you without boundaries it tells me,

Because I have paid your due it ensures me,

Oh man of little faith trust in me it urges me,

Pointing to Heaven for eternity

The Divine Hymn

Oh Divine Master, full of love,
Full of care for your children,
Full of compassion for repenting heart,
Full of joy even in times of trouble,
Full of Hope for those who believe

Oh Divine Face, full of radiance,
Giving glow to those who call you,
Giving light to those who seek you,
Giving serenity to those to beseech you,
Giving peace to those who null you

Oh Divine Mercy, full of grace,
Shining brightly on those who worship you,
Shining gracefully on those in need,
Shining righteously on those who do good,
Shining strength on those who carry your work,
shining humility on those trying to please you

Oh Precious Blood, flowing unconditionally for ours sins,
Washing us of lust and desires of the flesh,
Washing us of all that displeases you,
Washing us clean from our sickness,
Washing us from pressures and tensions of this world,
Washing us clean from failures

Oh Divine Shepard, full of love,
Protecting us from troubles unknown,
Protecting us from tensions unexplained,
Protecting us from snare of demons,
Protecting us from carnal desires

Oh Diving Providence, blessing us with our needs,
Blessing us with good friends,
Blessing us with good spouse,
Blessing us with good earnings,
Blessing us with divine gifts,
Blessing us with peace

Heaven- Place Of Ultimate Repose

Oh Place divine, oh place of joy,
Heaven is what we call you,
Where everyone wants to be,
Great and small, all alike, in a place of joy forever.

Throne of the almighty king, land of eternal daylight,
Repose for tired soul, food for hungry,
Land of justice, land of freedom,
Oh heaven, place of eternal rest.

No lust, no attachments,
No desires of the flesh, no worry, no pressures,
Place of ultimate peace, eternal relaxation,
Where mind is free of disturbing thoughts,
Where desires of the flesh have no power,
Where evil has been conquered by good,
Oh heaven place of eternal happiness.

Where a husband doesn't doubt his spouse,
Son loyal to his mother,
No immorality every exists,
Because neither marriage nor birth every takes place there,
Everyone are like angels enjoying the presence of the Divine Master.

Like a child carefree and Joyful,
Like a eagle in the open sky,
Like a train with no obstructions,
Is our life in heaven,
No fear of losing, no fear of failure,
No depression, no oppression,
But freedom of Good everywhere.

My Fathers house has many rooms said he,
Whoever believes in me shall never die proved he,
My yoke is easy, demonstrated he,
Oh beautiful Master our hope to heaven,
Praise and glory be to You forever and ever. Amen

Conversion Story From Protestant to Catholic

For Those you doubt the catholic Faith and it`s teaching here are two conversion stories

http://www.catholic-convert.com/wp-content/uploads/Story-Tiffanys-Going-AWOL-out-of-the-Christian-Civil-War.pdf

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VaL2kxfsJVI

Enjoy