quinta-feira, maio 28, 2020

Let's show you what kind of electric car most Chinese elderly people use

Walvis Bay Mayor and Son in Property Scandal !


Immanuel Wilfried, Walvis Bay Mayor !
"Will-fried"??
"Bottom???"... from Minions !


Explosion rocks Walvis Bay!

Saint Therese's song !

Saint Thérèse of Lisieux

With daring self-abandonment there will I remain until death, my gaze fixed upon that Divine Sun. Nothing shall affright me, nor wind nor rain. And should impenetrable clouds conceal the Orb of Love, and should I seem to believe that beyond this life there is darkness only, that would be the hour of perfect joy, the hour in which to push my confidence to its uttermost bounds. I should not dare to detach my gaze, well knowing that beyond the dark clouds the sweet Sun still shines.

quarta-feira, maio 27, 2020

Meditation on Prayer and Praying !





Saint John-Mary Vianney (1786-1859)

priest, curé of Ars
Catechism on Prayer (translated from the French: Monnin, Esprit du Curé d’Ars, Téqui 1899, p. 87-89)


“Until now you have not asked for anything in my name. Ask and you will receive, so that your joy may be complete.”

You see, my children, the Christian’s treasure is not on earth; it is in heaven (Mt 6:20). So our thinking must go to where our treasure is. The human person has a beautiful task: to pray and to love. You pray, you love – that is the human being’s happiness on earth.
Prayer is nothing other than union with God. When our heart is pure and united with God, we feel within ourselves a balm, an intoxicating sweetness, a dazzling light. In this intimate union, God and the human person are like two pieces of wax that have melted together; you can no longer separate them. This union of God with his little creature is something beautiful. It is a happiness that we cannot understand. We had deserved not to pray; but God in his goodness allows us to speak to him. Our prayer is incense, which he receives with tremendous pleasure.
My children, your heart is small, but prayer expands it and makes it able to love God. Prayer is a foretaste of heaven, an outflowing of paradise. It never leaves us without sweetness. It is honey, which descends into the soul and sweetens everything. Sorrows melt in a prayer that is well done like snow in the sun.

El Rei D. antónio costa - "O Socrático" !







WHAT A VOICE ! AMAR !