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Thursday:) This Is My Cross To Carry

16 Aug

“While the world changes, the cross stands firm.”

Saint Bruno


My walking time is my thinking time. Many a revelation or ingenious concept has been conceived on a brisk pace of the feet and heart. I was out around 9am this morning, trying to avoid the forthcoming Texas heat. I know what you’re thinking. Why don’t you get up earlier? Well, I rarely go to bed before 2 or 3 in the morning, and often set my alarm for 7 for church or zumba, so on days I don’t have an agenda, I wake without the alarm, and not very early.

I was only a couple of blocks from my house, on my regular route, when I crossed the road. I noticed out of the corner of my eye, off behind me, a piece of white paper or something in the shape of a cross. It wasn’t on my way, and it was in the middle of the road, so I continued on. Rounding the corner and on the next street, I started to feel guilty. I usually pick up paper, tossed cans, empty bottles, etc. on my walks, and put them in the next trash can, or toss it when I get home. In my guilty state, I decided to walk back that way again and pick up the discarded paper. Maybe it was a sign.

When I approached the intersection, I didn’t see the white cross right away, so I looked around. Ah, there it was, blown across the street. Why did the Toni “cross” the road? To find the discarded cross. A sign perhaps?

It looked like a Sunday School project or something. The juvenile printing looked like a youngster wrote it. Who would toss such a treasure? When I flipped it over, I smiled. Maybe it was a sign. A special cross and symbol left there for me to find. I picked it up and said out loud, “YES, HE DOES!”

I had just started my walk a few minutes earlier, but I “CARRIED MY CROSS” for about another long sweaty hour, and I smiled.

That was my sign and my story for today. JESUS LOVES ME. If I had been lazy or inconsiderate of litter in the street or oblivious to the signs that we are given, I wouldn’t have found this lovely gift. Nor, a meaningful story to share. I will treasure this cross.

Sunday Sermom:) Carry Your Cross and Wave Your Flag

5 Sep

“Only those who are truly aware of their sin can truly cherish grace.” 

― C.J. Mahaney


A beautiful Sunday morning here in McKinney Texas. I love greeting and saying “Good morning” before 9 o’clock Mass. The familiar faces and cheery smiles make a perfect start to a perfect day.

In today’s Gospel, we are told that hating anyone will not allow us to be disciples of Jesus. We must carry our own cross, and plan for our eternal salvation.

My take on it…All our actions and thoughts and deeds must be carefully thought out and planned. Whatever our “cross to carry” in life, it all will be tallied and evaluated at the final judgement.

Luke 14

“If anyone comes to me without hating his father and mother,wife and children, brothers and sisters,

and even his own life,

he cannot be my disciple.

Whoever does not carry his own cross and come after me

cannot be my disciple.

Which of you wishing to construct a tower

does not first sit down and calculate the cost

to see if there is enough for its completion? 


With the Labor Day weekend and 9/11 next week, it’s inspiring to see the flags flying everywhere. As I was leaving St. Gabriel’s this morning, I turned to look at the flags whirling in the wind. The cross above the church in the background made me think that God, flag and country are all intertwined.