Te Deum

I have a new traveling partner,that being the compositions of Arvo Part.

Te Deum, also sometimes called the Ambrosian Hymn because of its association with St. Ambrose, is a traditional hymn of joy and thanksgiving. First attributed to Sts. Ambrose, Augustine, or Hilary, it is now accredited to Nicetas, Bishop of Remesiana; (4th century). It is used at the conclusion of the Office of the Readings for the Liturgy of the Hours on Sundays outside Lent, daily during the Octaves of Christmas and Easter, and on Solemnities and Feast Days. The petitions at the end were added at a later time and are optional. A partial indulgence is granted to the faithful who recite it in thanksgiving and a plenary indulgence is granted if the hymn is recited publicly on the last day of the year.  –EWTN website.


Early morning struggle

Early morning Holy Hour proved difficult, fighting sleep throughout the time of prayer.  I recall a spiritual master declaring the prayers we are forced to struggle through are the most efficacious.  On the natural level, I recall John the Hermit exclaiming that if we are fighting sleep during our prayer time it is our body speaking to us, crying ‘I need more sleep’.  I am working at least six days a week, ten hours a day.  The toll was obvious this morning.  I am content with work, settling more and more comfortable into my position, at peace and liking my coworkers.  The time is not difficult at work, perfect in regards to my desire to accumulate cash.  Perched upon a mountaintop is the allurement of a life with the Carthusians, a life dedicated to prayer, the end of a life succumbing within rest in God, obedient and within the Church.  I have been overwhelmed throughout the week with thoughts of the Franciscan Brothers Minor during Adoration at St Paul Shrine, deeply considering a letter to Father David Mary regarding discernment.  Tomorrow, after the downtown luncheon with the Shrine gathering, I will spend the day with the Man of Prayer.  He is a man who intentionally managed his life around his prayer life, working a nondemanding job for lesser pay than his qualifications and skills could acquire, solely for the purpose of freeing his time for prayer, a greater devotion to the ways of God.  The effort intrigues, lingering as a possibility.  God is good and all giving.

Morning prayers from St Dominic Holy Hour on the feast day of Our Lady of Lourdes:

Come, O lord Our God, from Your throne of glory in Your kingdom.  Come and sanctify us, You who sit above with the Father but who is invisibly present with us.  Come and help us give worthy thanks to You for all the gifts You have lavished upon us.  You who have given us these gifts allow us to be faithful witnesses to Your real presence in the Holy Eucharist and let us be united to Your Body and Blood so that we may have Christ dwelling in our hearts.  We pray this through Our Lord Jesus Christ, Your Son, forever and ever.  Amen. 

On this feast day of Our Lady of Lourdes, we remember that Mary is the model of human wholeness—a wholeness that is joyfully and utterly surrendered to God. And so she reflects her Son Jesus who reveals the merciful face of the Father, touching the world with healing and wholeness….We too can echo Mary’s cry ‘The Almighty has done great things for me!”


St Dominic early morning Holy Hour

Teach me, my Lord, to be sweet and gentle in all the events of life, in disappointments, in the thoughtlessness of those I trusted, in the unfaithfulness of those on whom I relied. Let me put myself aside, to think of the happiness of others, to hide my little pains and heartaches, so that I may be the only one to suffer from them. Teach me to profit by the suffering that comes across my path. Let me so use it that it may mellow me, not harden nor embitter me; that I may make me patient, not irritable. That it may make broad in my forgiveness, not narrow, haughty and overbearing. May no one be less good for having come within my influence. No one less pure, less true, less kind, less noble for having been a fellow-traveler in our journey toward Eternal Life. As I go my rounds from one distraction to another, let me whisper from time to time, a word of love to Thee. May life be lived in the supernatural, full of power for good, and strong in its purpose of sanctity. Amen.


Some Aspirations

A clean heart create for me, O God.
A contrite and humble heart, O God, you will not despise.
A poor and lowly servant am I.
All the glory for God.
For those who love God, all things work together for good.
For You, O God, are my strength.
He must increase, but I must decrease.
Here I am, for You did call me.
Holy Mary, our hope, seat of wisdom, pray for us.
Hail Mary, our hope, handmaid of the Lord, pray for us.
Holy Mary, star of the sea, help your children.
I can do all things in Him who strengthens me.
I do believe; help my unbelief.
I give You thanks for all Your benefits, even the unknown ones.
In You, O Lord, I take refuge; let me never be put to shame.
Lord, increase our faith.
Jesus, Son of God, have mercy on me a sinner!
Jesus, Jesus always be Jesus to me.
Lord, You know all things, You know that I love You.
Lord, that I may see.
Lord, what do You want me to do?
Mother of fair love, help your children.
My Lord and my God.
Not as I will, but as You will.
Sacred Heart of Jesus, have mercy on us.
Sacred Heart of Jesus, have mercy on us.
Sacred heart of Jesus grant us peace.
Queen of Apostles, pray for us.
Show that you are our mother.
Sweet Heart of Mary, prepare a safe way for us.

Taken from the Midwest Theological Forum’s
‘Handbook of Prayers’


Jesus Prayer

“As often as you can during the day, recall your mind to the presence of God…. Consider what God is doing, what you are doing. You will always find God’s eyes fixed on you in unchangeable love. Our hearts should each day seek a resting-place on Calvary or near our Lord, in order to retire there to rest from worldly cares and to find strength against temptation. Remember frequently to retire into the solitude of your heart, even while you are externally occupied in business or society. This mental solitude need not be hindered even though many people may be around you, for they surround your body not your heart, which should remain alone in the presence of God. As David said, “My eyes are ever looking at the Lord.” We are rarely so taken up in our exchanges with others as to be unable from time to time to move our hearts into solitude with God.” –St Francis de Sales


Real food

Early Saturday morning prayers and meditation from St Dominic post-Mass Holy Hour.

Stout substance!

O Lord, give me the words to adequately praise your holy presence in the Eucharistic sacrament.
Remove from me the spirit of pride and resistance to your will for me.
Cleanse me of every sin of body and spirit.
Purify my heart of all distractions, worldly concerns, and sinful thoughts.
Give me also the grace to understand and the will to proceed worthily,
So that I may pray to you with attentive devotion before your eternal Majesty.
We pray this through our Lord Jesus Christ, your son, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, forever and ever.

Today we can ask ourselves as we talk to Our Lord in our prayer whether we often thank him for calling us to follow him closely; we can ask whether we are corresponding to the grace we have received by struggling to acquire all the virtues in a straightforward but rigorous way, whether we are on our guard against all comfort-seeking which kills off any desire for sanctity and leaves the soul submerged in spiritual mediocrity, and in a state of lukewarmness. It is not enough to want to be merely good, we must make a determined effort to be saints. Francis Fernandez ‘In Conversation with God’

Praise to the Divine Master (based on Psalm 23)

The Lord is my Master,
He teaches me the art of living.
Most patient, he understands
The inner movements of my soul.
The Lord lights up my darkness.
Through all creation, he teaches me—
I will sit forever at His feet.
He speaks softly with me,
Leading me by my own heart.
Though I can’t see the path,
His eyes never lose me.
Turning to Him I am safe,
Wrapped in the blanket of His love.
He calls me to follow Him more closely—
Clasping His nail pierced hand.

My Master died and rose for me,
Loving me into life.
He transforms every sadness,
His ever-present kindness and mercy
Make each day shine anew.
I sing out my joy in him
And proclaim His abundant goodness—
He fills up my life.