Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Yeah I just officially Theresed up the blog. I really think Therese was being facetious when she said a shower of roses. I think she really meant baseball bats but of course that sounds too scary and mean and makes her sneaky ways too obvious.
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Saturday, June 25, 2011
VEE: This coming from The Inquisition? riiiight...
Friday, June 24, 2011
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Just before Lent a mysterious package arrived. Well I was expecting the package but the contents were a mystery. A zillion layers of bubble wrap later I uncovered this gorgeous status of Mary. ♥ ♥ ♥ She is about a foot tall and sits on my night table. I've also had her blessed and the priest looked with great love at her and said a beautiful blessing. I dont remember the words exactly but he even prayed for those who would look at her, and for the home where she would stand. I can't thank DS enough for this incredible gift. You have blessed me in so many ways.
Hello peeps. This is Team O.P. Carm. We're two friends who have decided that the world needs another blog. Ours will be exceptional.
First off, we want to start this on the right foot, so, our first post is a prayer to the Holy Spirit along with St. Benedict's exorcism prayer. Yeah, we don't mess around...
Veni Sancte Spiritus
|VENI, Sancte Spiritus,|
et emitte caelitus
lucis tuae radium.
|COME, Holy Ghost,|
send down those beams,
which sweetly flow in silent streams
from Thy bright throne above.
|Veni, pater pauperum,|
veni, dator munerum
veni, lumen cordium.
|O come, Thou Father of the poor;|
O come, Thou source of all our store,
come, fill our hearts with love.
dulcis hospes animae,
|O Thou, of comforters the best,|
O Thou, the soul's delightful guest,
the pilgrim's sweet relief.
|In labore requies,|
in aestu temperies
in fletu solatium.
|Rest art Thou in our toil, most sweet|
refreshment in the noonday heat;
and solace in our grief.
|O lux beatissima,|
reple cordis intima
|O blessed Light of life Thou art;|
fill with Thy light the inmost heart
of those who hope in Thee.
|Sine tuo numine,|
nihil est in homine,
nihil est innoxium.
|Without Thy Godhead nothing can,|
have any price or worth in man,
nothing can harmless be.
|Lava quod est sordidum,|
riga quod est aridum,
sana quod est saucium.
|Lord, wash our sinful stains away,|
refresh from heaven our barren clay,
our wounds and bruises heal.
|Flecte quod est rigidum,|
fove quod est frigidum,
rege quod est devium.
|To Thy sweet yoke our stiff necks bow,|
warm with Thy fire our hearts of snow,
our wandering feet recall.
|Da tuis fidelibus,|
in te confidentibus,
|Grant to Thy faithful, dearest Lord,|
whose only hope is Thy sure word,
the sevenfold gifts of grace.
|Da virtutis meritum,|
da salutis exitum,
da perenne gaudium,
|Grant us in life Thy grace that we,|
in peace may die and ever be,
in joy before Thy face.
Vade retro Satana! Nunquam suade mihi vana! Sunt mala quae libas. Ipse venena bibas!
(Begone Satan! Never tempt me with your vanities! What you offer me is evil. Drink the poison yourself!)