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, August 14, 2018

Once Upon A Time...

Once upon a time there was a bunchof tiny frogs.... who arranged a running competition. 
The goal was to reach the top of avery high tower. A big crowd had gathered aroundthe tower to see the race and cheer on the contestants.... 
The race began...Honestly: No one in the crowd really believedthat the tiny frogs would reach thetop of the tower. 
You heard statements such as: 
"Oh, WAY too difficult!!""They will NEVER make it to the top."or:"Not a chance that they will succeed.The tower is too high!" 
The tiny frogs began collapsing.  
One by one....Except for those, who in a fresh tempo, were climbing higher and higher..The crowd continued to yell, "It istoo difficult!!! No one will make it!" 
More tiny frogs got tired and gaveup....But ONE continued higher and higherand higher.... 
This one wouldn't give up! At the end everyone else had given up climbing the tower.  
Except for the one tiny frog who, after a big effort, was the only one who reached the top!
THEN all of the other tiny frogs naturally wanted to know how this one frog managed to do it?
A contestant asked the tiny frog how he had found the strength to succeed and reach the goal? It turned out....That the winner was DEAF!!!! 
The wisdom of this story is:Never listen to other people's tendencies to benegative or
pessimistic....because they take your most wonderful dreams and wishes away from you -- the ones you have in your heart! Always think of the power words have.
(There's life and death in the power of the tongue - Proverbs18:21.)  
Because everything you hear and read will affect your actions!  
Therefore: ALWAYS be.... POSITIVE! And above all: Be DEAF when people tell YOU that you cannot fulfill your dreams! 
Always think:God and I can do this!Pass this message on to"tiny frogs" you care about.G ive them some motivation!!!


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Tuesday, August 7, 2018

Lord, I have Doubts

Gracious God, I feel so uncertain, so unsure.
I want to trust that you are real and present, that you are acting on my behalf, that you hear and will answer my prayers.
Yet, my confidence is spent, my faith flat. 
You speak in my heart and tell me to seek your face, and I am seeking -- longing for the sureness of your presence, the touch of your breath, the warmth of your love.
In my doubt, O God, let your Spirit hover over me with the gentleness of angel’s wings, until I am opened to faith and once again recognize the pattern of your face.
I ask this for the sake of your love. 
Amen.
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Tuesday, July 31, 2018

DEAR JACK

Jack took a long look at his speedometer before slowing down: 73 in a 55 mph zone. 
Fourth time in as many months. 
How could a guy get caught so often?
When his car had slowed to 10 miles an hour, Jack pulled over, but only partially. Let the cop worry about the potential traffic hazard. 
Maybe some other car will tweak his backside with a mirror.
The cop was stepping out of his car, the big pad in hand.
Bob? Bob from Church?
Jack sunk farther into his trench coat.
This was worse than the coming ticket.  
A Christian cop catching a guy from his own church.
A guy who happened to be a little eager to get home after a long day at the office.
A guy he was about to play golf with tomorrow.
Jumping out of the car, he approached a man he saw every Sunday, a man he'd never seen in uniform.
"Hi, Bob. Fancy meeting you like this."
 "Hello, Jack." No smile.
"Guess you caught me red-handed in a rush to see my wife and kids."
"Yeah, I guess so."
Bob seemed uncertain. Good.
"I've seen some long days at the office lately. 
I'm afraid I bent the rules a bit -- just this once."
Jack toed at a pebble on the pavement.
 "Diane said something about roast beef and potatoes tonight. 
Know what I mean?"
"I know what you mean. 
I also know that you have a reputation in the precinct."Ouch. 
This was not going in the right direction. 
Time to change tactics.
"What'd you clock me at?"
 "Seventy. Would you sit back in your car please?"
 "Now wait a minute here, Bob.
I checked as soon as I saw you. I was barely nudging 65."  
The lie seemed to come easier with every ticket.
"Please, Jack, in the car."
Flustered, Jack hunched himself through the still-open door. 
Slamming it shut, he stared at the dashboard. 
He was in no rush to open the window.
The minutes ticked by. 
Bob scribbled away on the pad.  
Why hadn't he asked for a driver's license?
Whatever the reason, it would be a month of Sundays before Jack ever sat near this cop again.

A tap on the door jerked his head to the left. 
There was Bob, a folded paper in hand. 
Jack rolled down the window a mere two inches, just enough room for Bob to pass him the slip.
"Thanks." Jack could not quite keep the sneer out of his voice. 
Bob returned to his police car without a word. 
Jack watched his retreat in the mirror. 
Jack unfolded the sheet of paper.  
How much was this one going to cost? 
Wait a minute. 
What was this? Some kind of joke? Certainly not a ticket. Jack began to read:
"Dear Jack, Once upon a time I had a daughter. 

She was six when killed by a car. 
You guessed it -- a speeding driver. A fine and three months in jail, and the man was free. Free to hug his daughters. All three of them.
 I had only one, and I'm going to have to wait until Heaven before I can ever hug her again. A thousand times I've tried to forgive that man. A thousand times I thought I had. Maybe I did, but I need to do it again. 
Even now. Pray for me. And be careful, Jack, my son is all I have left. Bob." 
Jack turned around in time to see Bob's car pull away and head down the road. 
Jack watched until it disappeared. 
A full 15 minutes later, he too, pulled away and drove slowly home, praying for forgiveness and hugging a surprised wife and kids when he arrived.-
AUTHOR UNKNOWN -

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Tuesday, July 24, 2018

The Facts of Life:


1: At least 5 people in this world love you so much they would die for you.
2: At least 15 people in this world love you, in some way.
3: The only reason anyone would ever hate you, is because they want to be just like you.
4: A smile from you, can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't like you.
5: Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep.
6: You mean the world to someone.
7: Without you, someone may not be living.
8: You are special and unique, in your own way.
9: Someone that you don't know even exists, loves you.
10: When you make the biggest mistake ever, 
something good comes from it.
11: When you think the world has turned it's

back on you, take a
look, you most likely turned your back on the world.
12: When you think you have no chance at 

getting what you want, you
probably won't get it, but if you believe in yourself, you
probably sooner or later will get it.

13: Always remember complements 

you received, forget about the rude remarks.
14: Always tell someone how you feel about them, you will feel much
better when they know.
15: If you have a great friend, take the time to let them know that
they are great. Send this letter to people you care about, you'll
brighten up someone's day, and might change their perspective on life,
for the better!
~Author Unknown
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Tuesday, July 17, 2018

A BETTER UNDERSTANDING

A woman and her dog were walking along a road. The woman was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to her that she was dead. She remembered dying, and that the dog had been dead for years. She wondered where the road was leading them.
After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble.
At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight. When she was standing before it, she saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother of pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold.
She and the dog walked toward the gate, and as she got closer, she saw a
man at a desk to one side. When she was close enough, she called out, "
Excuse me, where are we?"

"This is Heaven, ma'am," the man answered.
"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the woman asked.
"Of course. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up." The man gestured, and the gate began to open.
"Can my friend," gesturing toward her dog, "come in, too?" the traveler asked.
"I'm sorry, ma'am, but we don't accept pets."The woman thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued the way she had been going. After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, she came to a dirt road, which led through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence. As she approached the gate, she saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.
"Excuse me!" she called to the reader. "Do you have any water?"
"Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there" The man pointed to a place
that couldn't be seen from outside the gate. "Come on in."
"How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to the dog.
"There should be a bowl by the pump."
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it. The traveler filled the bowl and took a long drink, then she gave some to the dog.
When they were full, she and the dog walked back toward the man
who was standing by the tree waiting for them.
"What do you call this place?" the traveler asked.
"This is Heaven," was the answer.
"Well, that's confusing," the traveler said.
"The man down the road said that was Heaven, too."
"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates?Nope.
That's Hell."

"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"
"No. I can see how you might think so, but we're just happy that they
screen out the folks who won't leave their best friends behind."


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Tuesday, July 10, 2018

God's Boxes


I have in my hands two boxes,
Which God gave me to hold.
He said, "Put all your sorrows in the black box,And all your joys in the gold."
I heeded His words, and in the two boxes,
Both my joys and sorrows I stored,
But though the gold became heavier each day,
The black was as light as before.
With curiosity, I opened the black,I wanted to find out why,
And I saw, in the base of the box, a hole,
Which my sorrows had fallen out by.
I showed the hole to God, and mused,"I wonder where my sorrows could be!"
He smiled a gentle smile and said,"My child, they're all here with me.."
I asked God, why He gave me the boxes,
Why the gold and the black with the hole?
 "My child, the gold is for you to count your blessings,
The black is for you to let go." 
We should consider all of our friends a blessing.
Send this to a friend today just to let them know you
are thinking of them and that they are a joy in your life.
A ball is a circle, no beginning, no end.
It keeps us together like our Circle of Friends.
But the treasure inside for you to see,
Is the treasure of friendship you've granted to me.
Today I pass the friendship ball to you.
Pass it on to someone who is a friend to you...
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Tuesday, July 3, 2018

Sand and Stone

Two friends were walking through the desert. 
During some point of the journey, they had an argument; and one friend slapped the other one in the face. 
The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand: "Today my best friend slapped me in the face". 
They kept on walking, until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath the one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire ! 
And started drowning, but the friend saved him.  
After he recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on a stone: "Today my best friend saved my life".
The friend who had slapped and saved his best friend asked him, 'after I hurt you, You wrote in the sand and now, you write on a stone, why?'
The friend replied 'when someone hurts us we should write it down in sand, where winds of forgiveness can erase it away. But, when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it
Learn to write your hurts in the sand and to carve your benefits in stone. 
They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them. 
Take the time to live! 
Do not value the things you have in your life, but value who you have in your life !

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