I never really knew what it means till today. We were reciting a decade of the rosary and slowed down in the midst of it, because we were not meaning the words of the prayers. We were to let the Spirit pray for us instead.
I was able to do so, praise the Lord! I felt as if it was not me anymore praying and the words were beyond their very nature. It is not that I did not mean the words but that I was past their meaning and their created purpose. I felt as if I was distant from them and I was blocked by a mist before me. This refers to the conscious me. Could this be a step closer to receiving the gift of tongues from the Spirit? Is that how people who pray in that way feel as they do so?
Saturday, April 28, 2012
Sunday, April 8, 2012
Easter Sunday
- A time of beauty-filled rest but a different Easter experience; a sense of hidden joy in the air waiting to burst out.
- Solemnity and grandeur were present, befitting the occasion. The mass seemed like a high mass. Paradoxically, it was a simple tuning of the voice that made this happen.
- A time of familiar intimacy.
- Simple words of the Easter message: Jesus is ALIVE but presented in a well-loved song - He Is Lord.
- Our Father sung in Latin - a new thing for me but added a regal sense to the occasion.
- Solemnity and grandeur were present, befitting the occasion. The mass seemed like a high mass. Paradoxically, it was a simple tuning of the voice that made this happen.
- A time of familiar intimacy.
- Simple words of the Easter message: Jesus is ALIVE but presented in a well-loved song - He Is Lord.
- Our Father sung in Latin - a new thing for me but added a regal sense to the occasion.
Holy Saturday
- The Paschal Candle being brought into the church gave me Christ's light to alleviate the dark church; light overcomes the darkness.
- The passing of the flame to one another made the church seem magical, like bright stars in the dark church.
- The new way of Baptism; going into a water tank dressed in black, and having the head ducked under thrice before surfacing, made it seem like a show rather than a sacrament. God was forgotten in the process. I thus felt a greater motivation to instill a prayerful mood through my singing.
- There is a need not to allow personal agitation to affect my singing; self-denial.
- In the midst of exhaustion, there is paradoxically more inner strength to fight it and sing better.
- Due credit is indeed to be attributed to the unsung heroes who work hard behind the scenes for overall perfection.
- The passing of the flame to one another made the church seem magical, like bright stars in the dark church.
- The new way of Baptism; going into a water tank dressed in black, and having the head ducked under thrice before surfacing, made it seem like a show rather than a sacrament. God was forgotten in the process. I thus felt a greater motivation to instill a prayerful mood through my singing.
- There is a need not to allow personal agitation to affect my singing; self-denial.
- In the midst of exhaustion, there is paradoxically more inner strength to fight it and sing better.
- Due credit is indeed to be attributed to the unsung heroes who work hard behind the scenes for overall perfection.
Good Friday
- The heavy rain was to me, God crying for His Son.
- The empty tabernacle was a physical reminder of emptiness and the absence of our Lord; His death.
- The intercessions were an opportunity for me to pray for bigger intentions than just my usual and immediate ones.
- The veneration of the cross was my expression of love to Jesus.
- The distribution of Communion was a glimmer of hope amidst the despair.
- As fellow Catholics, we were one in commemorating the suffering of Jesus.
- The empty tabernacle was a physical reminder of emptiness and the absence of our Lord; His death.
- The intercessions were an opportunity for me to pray for bigger intentions than just my usual and immediate ones.
- The veneration of the cross was my expression of love to Jesus.
- The distribution of Communion was a glimmer of hope amidst the despair.
- As fellow Catholics, we were one in commemorating the suffering of Jesus.
Thursday, April 5, 2012
Maundy Thursday
- A time for giving to Christ instead of receiving from Him, as I usually do.
- He may have emptied Himself to the point of being deprived of love, but I will still love Him even if He can't feel it.
- He deserves even more praise to counter the mockery from the soldiers.
- He may have emptied Himself to the point of being deprived of love, but I will still love Him even if He can't feel it.
- He deserves even more praise to counter the mockery from the soldiers.
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