Everlasting God,

Everlasting God,
Almighty, Everlasting God,
the Protector of all those who put their trust in Thee:
hear our prayers in behalf of Thy servants
who sail their vessels beneath the seas.
We beseech Thee to keep in Thy sustaining care
all who are in submarines,
that they may be delivered
from the hidden dangers of the deep.
Grant them courage,
and a devotion to fulfill their duties,
that they may better serve Thee and their native land.
Though acquainted with the depths of the ocean,
deliver them from the depths of despair
and the dark hours of the absence of friendliness
and grant them a good ship's spirit.
Bless all their kindred and loved ones
from whom they are separated.
When they surface their ships,
may they praise Thee for Thou art there
as well as in the deep.
Fill them with Thy Spirit
that they may be sure in their reckonings,
unwavering in duty,
high in purpose,
and upholding the honor of their nation.
Amen

Rev. Father  Tomas del Valle-Reyes

Descubriendo el Siglo 21

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Fr Tomás Del Valle-Reyes

P. O. BOX 1170

New York, NY 10018

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THE MISSING RIB

A girl in love asked her boyfriend: "Tell me, who do you love most in this world?"
"You, of course!""In your heart, what am I to you?" 
ask the girl...The boy thought for a moment and looked intently in her eyes and said,  
"You are my rib. In the Bible, it was said that 
God saw that Adam was lonely. During his sleep, 
God took one of Adam's rib and created Eve. 
Every man has been searching for his missing rib. 
Only when you find the woman of your life will 
you no longer feel the lingering ache in your heart."
After their wedding, the couple had a sweet and happy life for a while. 
However, the youthful couple began to drift apart due to the busy schedule of life and the never-ending worries of daily problems. Their life became mundane.
All the challenges posed by the harsh realities of life began to gnaw away at their dreams and love for each other. The couple began to have more quarrels, and each quarrel became more heated. One day, after a quarrel, the girl ran out of the house. At the opposite side of the road, she shouted, "You don't love me!" The boy hated her childishness, and out of impulse retorted, "Maybe it was a mistake for us to be together! You were never my missing rib!"Suddenly, she turned quiet and stood there for a long while. He regretted what he said, but words spoken are like thrown away water -- you can never take them back. With tears, she went home to pack her things and was determined on breaking up.
Before she left the house, the girl said, "If I'm really not your missing rib, then please let me go." She continued, "It is less painful this way. Let us go on our separate ways and search for our own partners."
Five years went by. He never remarried but he had tried to find out about her life indirectly. She had left the country and came back. She had married a foreigner and divorced. He felt anguished that she never waited for him. In the dark and lonely night, he lit his cigarette and felt the lingering ache in his heart. He couldn't bring himself to admit that he was missing her.
One day they finally met -- at the airport -- a place where there were many reunions and good-byes. He was going away on a business trip. She was standing there alone, with just the security door separating them. She smiled at him gently.
(b): "How are you?"
(g): "I'm fine. How about you. Have you found your missing rib?"
(b): "No."
(g): "I'll be flying to New York on the next flight."(b): "I'll be back in 2 weeks time."(g): "Give me a call when you get back. You know my number. Nothing has changed." With a smile, she turned around and waved good-bye.
One week later, he heard of her death. She had perished in New York -- in the event that shocked the world.
Midnight. Once again, he lit his cigarette. And like before, he felt the lingering ache in his heart. He finally knew that she was the missing rib that he had so carelessly broken. -
AUTHOR UNKNOWN -
Sometimes people say things out of moments of fury. Most often than not, the outcome could be disastrous and detrimental. We vent our frustrations 99% at our loved ones. And even though we know that we ought to "think twice and act wisely," it's often easier said than done. 

Things happen each day, many of which are beyond our control. Let us treasure every moment and everyone in our lives. Tomorrow may never come. Give and accept what you have today.

Father Tomas Del Valle-Reyes
Discovering 21 Century
P. O. BOX 1170New York, NY 10018
212-244-4778
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memo from God

To: YOU
Date: TODAY
From: GOD
Subject: YOURSELF
Reference: LIFE
This is God. 
Today I will be handling All of your problems for you. 
I do Not need your help. So, have a nice day.I love you.

P.S. And, remember...
If life happens to deliver a situation to you that you cannot handle, do Not attempt to resolve it yourself! Kindly put it in the SFGTD (something for God to do) box. 
I will get to it in MY TIME.  
All situations will be resolved, but in My time, not yours.
Once the matter is placed into the box, do not hold onto it by worrying about it. Instead, focus on all the wonderful things that are present in your life now.

If you find yourself stuck in traffic, don't despair. There are people in this world for whom driving is an unheard of privilege.
Should you have a bad day at work; think of the man who has been out of work for years. 
Should you despair over a relationship gone bad; think of the person who has never known what it's like to love and be loved in return.

Should you grieve the passing of another weekend; think of the woman in dire straits, working twelve hours a day, seven days a week to feed her children.
Should your car break down, leaving you miles away from assistance; think of the paraplegic who would love the opportunity to take that walk.
Should you notice a new gray hair in the mirror; think of the cancer patient in chemo who wishes she had hair to examine.
Should you find yourself at a loss and pondering what is life all about, asking what is my purpose? Be thankful.  
There are those who didn't live long enough to get the opportunity. 
Should you find yourself the victim of other people's bitterness, ignorance, smallness or insecurities; remember, things could be worse. You could be one of them!

Should you decide to send this to a friend; Thank you. You may have touched their life in ways you will never know!
Now, you have a nice day.
God

God has seen you struggling,
God says it's over.
A blessing is coming your way. If you believe in God, please send to ten people.

Descubriendo el Siglo 21

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Fr Tomás Del Valle-Reyes

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Bless me Lord

Lord, bless my soul, my inner self, help me and teach me how to worship You, exalt You, magnify You glorify You, forever and ever. 
Bless the Lord my soul with everything that is in me. 
Make me desire to be with the You, Lord, to obey You, thank You, worship You, accept You, serve You.
I believe in the Lord, but I am week and fall. He is so real, raise my soul, before His Presence, worship Him, let me live for my Lord without falling apart. 
Bless me Lord, even when I am busy, let me live for Him and for Him only, worship the Lord every moment of my life. 
Amen

Descubriendo el Siglo 21

Discovering 21century

Fr Tomás Del Valle-Reyes

P. O. BOX 1170

New York, NY 10018

(212) 244 4778

www.descubriendoelsiglo21.com/

Finding God

I helped a little child to see
That God had made a willow tree 
 And God became more real to me. 
I tried to lead a child through play 
 To grow more Christlike every day,
 And I myself became that way.
 I joined a junior child in prayer
 And as we bowed in worship there 
 I felt the dear Lord's loving care.
Lord, keep us ever quick to see 
By guiding children we find thee.
Author Unknown

Fr. Tomas Del Valle-Reyes

Descubriendo el Siglo 21/Discovering 21 Century

P.O. BOX 1170

New York, NY  10018

Tel- 212-24-4778

www.descubriendoelsiglo21.com/

 

Thank you Lord...

Gracious God, in the busyness of my day, I sometimes forget to stop to thank You for all that is good in my life.
My blessings are many and my heart is filled with gratefulness for the gift of living, for the ability to love and be loved, for the opportunity to see the everyday wonders of creation, for sleep and water, for a mind that thinks and a body that feels.
I thank you, too, for those things in my life that are less than I would hope them to be. 

Things that seem challenging, unfair, or difficult. 
When my heart feels stretched and empty and pools of tears form in my weary eyes, still I rejoice that you are as near to me as my next breath and that in the midst of turbulence, I am growing and learning.
In the silence of my soul, I thank you most of all for your unconditional and eternal love.
Amen.

Descubriendo el Siglo 21

Discovering 21century

Fr Tomás Del Valle-Reyes

P. O. BOX 1170

New York, NY 10018

(212) 244 4778

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The Wooden Bowl

A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law and four year old grandson. 
The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered.


The family ate together at the table, but the elderly grandfather's shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. 
Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. 
When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth. 
The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. 
"We must do something about grandfather," said the son. 
"I've had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor."
So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. 
There Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner.
Since grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl. When the family glanced in grandfather's direction, he sometimes had a tear in his eye as he sat alone. 
Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food. 
The four year old watched it all in silence.
One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. 
He asked the child sweetly, "What are you making?" 
Just as sweetly the boy responded, "Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and Momma to eat your food from when I grow up." 
The four year old smiled and went back to work.
The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. 
Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. 
Though no words were spoken, both knew what must be done. 
That evening the husband took grandfather's hand and gently led him back to the family table.
For the remainder of his days, he ate every meal with the family. 
And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled.


Children are remarkably perceptive. 
Their eyes ever observe, their ears ever listen, and their minds ever process the message they absorb. 
If they see us patiently provide a happy home atmosphere for family members, they will imitate that attitude for the rest of their lives. 
The wise parent realizes that every day the building blocks are being laid for the child's future.

Let us be wise builders.
- Author Unknown -

Descubriendo el Siglo 21

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Fr Tomás Del Valle-Reyes

P. O. BOX 1170

New York, NY 10018

(212) 244 4778

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