Daily Reflection with Fr. Tomas Del Valle-Reyes



Dear Friends: Praying is not easy. Our daily routine calls for our full attention. And the world around us puts little value on prayer; our lives are full of material things but at the same time are getting emptier in God’s value.

For this reason, I will post a daily reflection and as you visit this site may the Holy Spirit within you come to your aid and guide you gently to the God who loves you
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Tuesday, May 21, 2019

Dear Father in Heaven

Dear Father in Heaven, who is the God of all comfort, pour into my heart your peace and strength. The storms of life have over taken me. 
I am beaten down and utterly discouraged.
My soul faints within me. 
My sorrow is greater than I can bear. 
I am too weak for the burden laid upon me. 
I pray to you dear God, send me the comfort of your help.

Please dear God, bring peace to my soul. 
Comfort me as whom a parent comforts, and hold me in your arms of mercy.

Thank you my Lord.

Amen.
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Tuesday, May 14, 2019

I want to Love my friends

Almighty God, whose love has sent his son into the world to be our light of perfect love, please grant me the best of your gifts, the power to win love.
Fill my heart with love for others, that it may draw love unto itself. 
Set me free from selfish cares, that I may have time and thoughts for them. 
Bless me, that I receive love by the loving service that I give.
Grant to me a kindly disposition, and the graces of both mind and body, that win love.
Let me always remember that self-seeking drives love away, and keep me from jealousy that destroys it.
Hear my prayer, my Lord.
Amen.

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Tuesday, May 7, 2019

I love You!!!

One day a woman's husband died, and on that clear,
Cold morning, in the warmth of their bedroom,
The wife was struck with the pain of learning
That sometimes there isn't "anymore."
No more hugs,
No more special moments to celebrate together,
No more phone calls just to chat,
No more "just one minute."

Sometimes, what we care about the most
Gets all used up and goes away,
Never to return before we can say good-bye,
Say "I love you."

So while we have it,
it's best we love it,
Care for it,
Fix it when it's broken and
Heal it when it's sick.
This is true for marriage ...
And old cars,
And children with bad report cards,
And dogs with bad hips,
Family and aging parents and grandparents.
We keep them because they are worth it .....
Because we are worth it.

Some things we keep -- like a best friend who moved away or a sister-in-law after divorce.
There are just some things that make us happy,
No matter what.

Life is important.
We only have one.
We only have one mom, one dad,
One unique brother or sister or friend.
I received this from someone who thought I was a 'keeper'! Then I sent it to the people I think of in the same way.
Now it's your turn to send this to all those people who are "keepers" in your life, including the person who sent it,
If you feel that way.

Suppose one morning you never wake up.
Do all your friends know you love them?

I was thinking....I could die today, tomorrow or next week, and I wondered if I had any wounds needing to be healed, friendships that needed rekindling
Or three words needing to be said.

Let every one of your friends and family know you love them. Even if you think they don't love you back,
You would be amazed at what those three little words
And a smile can do.

And just in case GOD calls me home . . .

I LOVE YA !
:-)

Live today to the fullest
Because tomorrow is not promised.

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Tuesday, April 30, 2019

Help me Love others..

Lord God, help me to love those
whom I find it difficult to love.
Give me a heart that reaches out
to those I would otherwise ignore.
Give me the strength not to cross
on the other side of the road
but to play the part of the Samaritan.
This will not be easy, Lord.
It is not in my nature.
We spread our love thinly
among those we can relate to
those who share our values
and those who do not threaten
our comfortable lifestyle.
It's not easy, Lord
and on our own we shall fail.
But with your help all things are possible.
You led the way
and it is your example that we look to.
You turned the values of this world upside down.
Do the same with us. Lord.
Help us live the reality of your Love.
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Tuesday, April 23, 2019

Can I Borrow $25?

A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.
SON: 'Daddy, may I ask you a question?'
DAD: 'Yeah sure, what it is?' replied the man.
SON: 'Daddy, how much do you make an hour?'
DAD: 'That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?' the man said angrily.
SON: 'I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?'
DAD: 'If you must know, I make $50 an hour.'
SON: 'Oh,' the little boy replied, with his head down. 'Daddy, may I please borrow $25?'
The father was furious, 'If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I don't work hard everyday for such childish frivolities.'
The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door . The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boys' questions.
How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?
After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down , and started to think: Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $25.00 and he really didn't ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.
'Are you asleep, son?' He asked.
'No daddy, I'm awake,' replied the boy.
'I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier' said the man. 
'It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the $25 you asked for.'
The little boy sat straight up, smiling. 
'Oh, thank you daddy!' he yelled. 
Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills.

The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again.
The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father.
'Why do you want more money if you already have some?' the father grumbled.


'Because I didn't have enough, but now I do,' the little boy replied. 
'Daddy, I have $50 now. 
Can I buy an hour of your time? 
Please come home early tomorrow. 
I would like to have dinner with you.'
The father was crushed. 
He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness.


It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life.
We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts.
Do remember to share that $50 worth of your time with someone you love.
If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of hours
But the family and friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.
From my house to yours 'The light of God surrounds us
The love of God enfolds us.
The power of God protects us. The presence of God watches over us.
Wherever we are God is and all is well.'
**GOD IS GOOD ALL THE TIME.....ALL THE TIME GOD IS GOOD**

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Tuesday, April 16, 2019

The Smell of Rain

A cold March wind danced around the dead of night
in Dallas as the doctor walked into the small hospital room of Diana Blessing.
Still groggy from surgery, her husband David held her hand as they braced themselves for the latest news.
That afternoon of March 10, 1991, complications had forced Diana, only 24-weeks pregnant, to undergo an emergency cesarean to deliver the couple's new daughter, Danae Lu Blessing.
At 12 inches long and weighing only one pound and nine ounces, they already knew she was perilously premature.
Still, the doctor's soft words dropped like bombs. 
 'I don't think she's going to make it', he said, as kindly as he could.
"There's only a 10-percent chance she will live through the night, and even then, if by some slim chance she does make it, her future could be a very cruel one."
Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctor described the devastating problems Danae would likely face if she survived.
She would never walk, she would never talk, she would probably be blind, and she would certainly be prone to other catastrophic conditions from cerebral palsy to complete mental retardation, and on and on.
"No! No!" was all Diana could say. 
She and David, with their 5-year-old son Dustin, had long dreamed of the day they would have a daughter to become a family of four.
Now, within a matter of hours, that dream was slipping away.
Through the dark hours of morning as Danae held onto life by the thinnest thread, Diana slipped in and out of sleep, growing more and more determined that their tiny daughter would live-and live to be a healthy, happy young girl.
But David, fully awake and listening to additional dire details of their daughter's chances of ever leaving the hospital alive, much less healthy, knew he must confront his wife with the inevitable. David walked in and said that we needed to talk about making funeral arrangements.
Diana remembers 'I felt so bad for him because he was doing everything, trying to include me in what was going on, but I just wouldn't listen, I couldn't listen.'
I said, "No, that is not going to happen, no way! I don't care what the doctors say; Danae is not going to die! One day she will be just fine, and she will be coming home with us!"
As if willed to live by Diana's determination, Danae clung to life hour after hour, with the help of every medical machine and marvel her miniature body could endure.
But as those first days passed, a new agony set in for David and Diana.
Because Danae's under-developed nervous system was essentially 'raw,' the lightest kiss or caress only intensified her discomfort, so they couldn't even cradle their tiny baby girl against their chests to offer the strength of their love.
All they could do, as Danae struggled alone beneath the ultraviolet light in the tangle of tubes and wires, was to pray that God would stay close to their precious little girl.
There was never a moment when Danae suddenly grew stronger.
But as the weeks went by, she did slowly gain an ounce of weight here and an ounce of strength there.
At last, when Danae turned two months old, her parents were able to hold her in their arms for the very first time.
And two months later-though doctors continued to gently but grimly warn that her chances of surviving, much less living any kind of normal life, were next to zero.
Danae went home from the hospital, just as her mother had predicted.
Today, five years later, Danae is a petite but feisty young girl with glittering gray eyes and an unquenchable zest for life.
She shows no signs, what so ever, of any mental or physical impairment. 
Simply, she is everything a little girl can be and more-but that happy ending is far from the end of her story.
One blistering afternoon in the summer of 1996 near her home in Irving, Texas, Danae was sitting in her mother's lap in the bleachers of a local ballpark where her brother Dustin's baseball team was practicing. 
As always, Danae was chattering non-stop with her mother and several other adults sitting nearby when she suddenly fell silent. Hugging her arms across her chest, Danae asked, "Do you smell that?" Smelling the air and detecting the approach of a thunderstorm, Diana replied, "Yes, it smells like rain."
Danae closed her eyes and again asked, "Do you smell that?"
Once again, her mother replied, "Yes, I think we're about to get wet, it smells like rain."
Still caught in the moment, Danae shook her head, patted her thin shoulders with her small hands and loudly announced, "No, it smells like Him. It smells like God when you lay your head on His chest."
Tears blurred Diana's eyes as Danae then happily hopped down to play with the other children.
Before the rains came, her daughter's words confirmed what Diana and all the members of the extended Blessing family had known, at least in their hearts, all along.
During those long days and nights of her first two months of her life, when her nerves were too sensitive for them to touch her, God was holding Danae on His chest and it is His loving scent that she remembers so well.
This is a True Story -- Pass it On!

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Tuesday, April 9, 2019

“Thank God for your blessings”

If you think you have huge tension, look at them...


If you think your job is tough, how about him?

If you think your salary is low, how about her?

If you think you don't have many friends, ask yourself if you have one sincere friend...as... this Dog..

You think, study is a burden, how about her?

When you feel like giving up, think of this man..

If you think you suffer in life, do you suffer as much as he does?

If you complain about your transport system, how about them?

If your society is unfair to you, how about her?

Always 'be positive'...... No Matter What…


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