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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Thursday, December 27, 2012

My Heart is heavy

Gracious God, my heart is heavy with my own failures. 
I try to excuse them and explain to myself why they occurred, because I want to be free from the feeling that I am unworthy and incapable of being all that I can be. But I find it easier to accept your forgiveness than to forgive myself. 
When I try to forgive myself, it seems I only remember and re-play my failures in my mind, and a sense of hopelessness floods over me. Help me to know that my past actions are a part of my growing humanity and that even when I fail to live up to what is your will for me, every single moment can be lived anew. 
Remind me that refusing to forgive myself only keeps me from experiencing that newness. 
 Assure me of the truth that by casting “my sins into the depth of the sea” (Micah 7:19b), you have freed me to discard them myself and live the next moment as if it were my first—for indeed it is. I ask this for the sake of your love. 
Amen. 
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 Father Tomas Del Valle-Reyes

Monday, December 24, 2012

Merry Christmas 2012

May our Lord Jesus be with you and your Family all year around. Merry Christmas and a Happy and Healthy New Year 2013



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Friday, December 21, 2012

Prayers on Christmas

The greatest joy of discovering that glorious bright star when hope and expectation were almost gone; we cannot imagine what words were spoken by visitors or if first impressions left them somewhat confused. Messiah, Savior, a King born in the barest of palaces. Yet they saw and fell down on their knees in adoration. Lord, they saw you and knew whom they had met.
As we meet around crib candle or advent wreath draw us into that stable in our imagination. In the quiet moments of prayer this Christmas, that brief oasis from the bustle of the world bring alive to us the smell of the hay the sound of the animals the cry of a baby. Draw us close to our Savior Messiah and King as we bring not Gold, Myrrh or incense but the gift of our lives the only offering we can bring.
There were thousands of babies born that day all helpless dependent needful of love warmth and sustenancesome no doubt did not survive to see another dawn their tiny light extinguished through lack of appropriate caresome would grow up to be kings queens leaders of menothers slaves prostitutes beggars murderers and thievesmost however would live ordinary lives among ordinary people and live and die whilst the world scarce noticed their existenceBut not you Who rose from the ordinary to the extraordinaryfrom stable to cross and beyond whilst the world tried its best to ignore you and failed.
Travel with Father Tomas Del Valle to China and Holy Land. For more information, please visit our webpage http://www.discovering21century.com/  
Rev. Fr. Tomas Del Valle-Reyes
Discovering 21 Century
330 West 38 Street
Suite 503
New York, NY 10018
Radiosigloxxi@aol.com
Office Cell 917-499-9715
Office Tel- 212-244-4778

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

THE TABLECLOTH

The brand new pastor and his wife, newly assigned to their first ministry to reopen a church in suburban Brooklyn, arrived in early October excited about their opportunities. When they saw their church, it was very run down and needed much work.

They set a goal to have everything done in time to have their first service on Christmas Eve.They worked hard, repairing pews, plastering walls, painting, etc., and on December 18 were ahead of schedule and just about finished. On December 19, a terrible tempest -- a driving rainstorm -- hit the area and lasted for two days. On December 21, the pastor went over to the church. His heart sank when he saw that the roof had leaked, causing a large area of plaster about 20 feet by 8 feet to fall off the front wall of the sanctuary just behind the pulpit, beginning about head high. The pastor cleaned up the mess on the floor, and not knowing what else to do but postpone the Christmas Eve service, headed home. On the way, he noticed that a local business was having a flea market type sale for charity, so he stopped in. One of the items was a beautiful, handmade, ivory colored, crocheted tablecloth with exquisite work, fine colors and a Cross embroidered right in the center. It was just the right size to cover up the hole in the front wall. He bought it and headed back to the church.By this time, it had started to snow.
An older woman running from the opposite direction was trying to catch the bus. She missed it. The pastor invited her to wait in the warm church for the next bus 45 minutes later. She sat in a pew and paid no attention to the pastor while he got a ladder, hangers, etc., to put up the tablecloth as a wall tapestry. The pastor could hardly believe how beautiful it looked, and it covered up the entire problem area. Then he noticed the woman walking down the center aisle. Her face was like a sheet. "Pastor," she asked. "Where did you get that tablecloth?" The pastor explained. The woman asked him to check the lower right corner to see if the initials EBG were crocheted into it there. They were. These were the initials of the woman, and she had made this tablecloth 35 years before, in Austria. The woman could hardly believe it as the pastor told how he had just gotten the tablecloth. The woman explained that before the war, she and her husband were well-to-do people in Austria. When the Nazis came in, she was forced to leave.
Her husband was going to follow her the next week. She was captured, sent to prison and never saw her husband or her home again. The pastor wanted to give her the tablecloth, but she made the pastor keep it for the church. The pastor insisted on driving her home. That was the least he could do. She lived on the other side of Staten Island and was only in Brooklyn for the day for a housecleaning job. What a wonderful service they had on Christmas Eve. The church was almost full. The music and the spirit were great. At the end of the service, the pastor and his wife greeted everyone at the door and many said that they would return. One older man, whom the pastor recognized from the neighborhood, continued to sit in one of the pews and stare, and the pastor wondered why he wasn't leaving. The man asked him where he got the tablecloth on the front wall, because it was identical to one that his wife had made years ago when they lived in Austria before the war. And how could there be two tablecloths so much alike? He told the pastor how the Nazis came, how he forced his wife to flee for her safety, and he was supposed to follow her, but he was arrested and put in a prison. He never saw his wife or his home again all the 35 years in between. The pastor asked him if he would allow him to take him for a little ride. They drove to Staten Island and to the same house where the pastor had taken the woman three days earlier. He helped the man climb the three flights of stairs to the woman's apartment, knocked on the door, and he saw the greatest Christmas reunion he could ever imagine.- AUTHOR UNKNOWN -

Travel with Father Tomas Del Valle to China and Holy Land. For more information, please visit our webpage http://www.discovering21century.com/  
Rev. Fr. Tomas Del Valle-Reyes
Discovering 21 Century
330 West 38 Street
Suite 503
New York, NY 10018
Radiosigloxxi@aol.com
Office Cell 917-499-9715
Office Tel- 212-244-4778