Friday, 17 April 2026

MOTHER THEODORA, EARLY CHURCH MOTHER: PASS BY SAFELY ALL THE EVIL IN THE WORLD

 


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“Raise your hands in prayer, my Sisters,” Mother Theodora said, “and beg God that, when it is your time, your soul and the souls of those dear to you, may pass by safely all the evil in the world impeding their way to Heaven” (Matericon: Instructions of Abba Isaiah to the Honorable Nun Theodora [2001], 68). 

In the spirit of the Desert Mothers, strive to be a spiritual person of the highest good.


If you wish to know more about the Desert Fathers and Desert Mothers, please click in the link below;


Voices of the Ammas 

They left the rush of crowded days, the markets loud and wide,
And journeyed to the desert’s hush where God alone would guide.
The early mothers, strong in grace, in silence made their home,
Where hearts grew vast in hidden prayer, though outward lives seemed lone.

In caves of dust and burning sun, in cells both bare and small,
They learned to hear the still, soft Voice that gently speaks to all.
Through fasting deep and vigils long, through tears both pure and wise,
They fixed their gaze on Christ alone, their treasure and their prize.

The Ammas spoke with quiet strength, their counsel clear and true,
To souls who sought the narrow path and longed their God to view.
Their words, like wells in desert lands, still draw the thirsty near,
A living stream of holy truth that echoes year by year.

They call to us within our hearts, beyond the world’s loud claim:
“Become a desert in your soul, and kindle there His flame.
Be anchorites in secret depths, though streets around you roar,
Hold fast the Word in silent faith, and seek His Face the more.”

For we who walk the marketplace, with hurried steps and eyes,
Are summoned to that inward place where deeper treasure lies.
To live the wisdom that they gave, with steadfast hearts made whole,
And carry Christ, the Living Word, to every seeking soul.

O mothers of the ancient way, your witness still remains,
A lamp within our modern night, a balm for hidden pains.
Teach us to dwell with God within, though outward paths we roam -
Till every heart, made still in Him, becomes His desert home.

MOTHER THEODORA, EARLY CHURCH MOTHER: THIS PRESENT AGE IS A STORM

 

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Mother Theodora said: “This present age is a storm, and it is only through many trials and temptations that we can obtain an inheritance in the kingdom of heaven.” (Apophthegmata Patrum, Theodora, 2). 

This Desert Mother was thought to be the widow of a fourth-century Roman Prefect of Egypt in Alexandria. Mother Theodora followed her faith in Jesus Christ into the desert. 

She is celebrated for having been a trusted colleague of her Bishop, Theophilus. Mother Theodora was often consulted about the living out of monastic life. Theodora is venerated as a saint on her feastday, September 11. 

Desert Mothers pursued personal spiritual holiness, and were committed to a deep sense of justice and service to the Christian community; for the love of their neighbour.


If you wish to know more about the Desert Fathers and Desert Mothers, please click in the link below;


Voices of the Ammas 

They left the rush of crowded days, the markets loud and wide,
And journeyed to the desert’s hush where God alone would guide.
The early mothers, strong in grace, in silence made their home,
Where hearts grew vast in hidden prayer, though outward lives seemed lone.

In caves of dust and burning sun, in cells both bare and small,
They learned to hear the still, soft Voice that gently speaks to all.
Through fasting deep and vigils long, through tears both pure and wise,
They fixed their gaze on Christ alone, their treasure and their prize.

The Ammas spoke with quiet strength, their counsel clear and true,
To souls who sought the narrow path and longed their God to view.
Their words, like wells in desert lands, still draw the thirsty near,
A living stream of holy truth that echoes year by year.

They call to us within our hearts, beyond the world’s loud claim:
“Become a desert in your soul, and kindle there His flame.
Be anchorites in secret depths, though streets around you roar,
Hold fast the Word in silent faith, and seek His Face the more.”

For we who walk the marketplace, with hurried steps and eyes,
Are summoned to that inward place where deeper treasure lies.
To live the wisdom that they gave, with steadfast hearts made whole,
And carry Christ, the Living Word, to every seeking soul.

O mothers of the ancient way, your witness still remains,
A lamp within our modern night, a balm for hidden pains.
Teach us to dwell with God within, though outward paths we roam -
Till every heart, made still in Him, becomes His desert home.

AMMA SYNCLETICA, EARLY CHURCH MOTHER: HUMILITY

 

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Amma Syncletica;

She also said, “Just as one cannot build a ship unless one has some nails, so it is impossible to be saved without humility.”


If you wish to know more about the Desert Fathers and Desert Mothers, please click in the link below;


Voices of the Ammas 

They left the rush of crowded days, the markets loud and wide,
And journeyed to the desert’s hush where God alone would guide.
The early mothers, strong in grace, in silence made their home,
Where hearts grew vast in hidden prayer, though outward lives seemed lone.

In caves of dust and burning sun, in cells both bare and small,
They learned to hear the still, soft Voice that gently speaks to all.
Through fasting deep and vigils long, through tears both pure and wise,
They fixed their gaze on Christ alone, their treasure and their prize.

The Ammas spoke with quiet strength, their counsel clear and true,
To souls who sought the narrow path and longed their God to view.
Their words, like wells in desert lands, still draw the thirsty near,
A living stream of holy truth that echoes year by year.

They call to us within our hearts, beyond the world’s loud claim:
“Become a desert in your soul, and kindle there His flame.
Be anchorites in secret depths, though streets around you roar,
Hold fast the Word in silent faith, and seek His Face the more.”

For we who walk the marketplace, with hurried steps and eyes,
Are summoned to that inward place where deeper treasure lies.
To live the wisdom that they gave, with steadfast hearts made whole,
And carry Christ, the Living Word, to every seeking soul.

O mothers of the ancient way, your witness still remains,
A lamp within our modern night, a balm for hidden pains.
Teach us to dwell with God within, though outward paths we roam -
Till every heart, made still in Him, becomes His desert home.

Thursday, 16 April 2026

LAZARUS IS RAISED FROM THE DEAD

 



Lord Jesus raised his dear trusted friend Lazarus, from the dead. The Saviour called Lazarus from death's underworld back to life. All who saw the miracle marvelled. We, too, shall be called to eternal life after our earthly passing; have no fear. 

Yet after the resurrection, Lazarus had to learn to live again; to deal with the little things. Lazarus' experiences after death made earthly life so different now for the newly-raised. The calling by the Great Voice back to life was such mystery. Sheer amazement had overcome the crowds who witnessed the resurrection. Lazarus had experienced - in the deepest way - just how great God is throughout our lives. 

Let us not spiritually die within our hearts. May we always allow God's Holy Will to reign supreme in our lives. Safe in the harbour of God's Love, let us have joy in every day. May we enjoy earthly world's charm without sin.


Called by the Voice

Jesus Christ called His friend by name that day,
Lazarus rose as death was turned away;
From shadowed depths, from silent night,
He stepped again into the light.

The crowd stood still in trembling awe,
At what their very eyes then saw;
The grave undone, its hold released,
By Him Who is the Life and Priest.

So too shall we, when life has passed,
Be called to rise at last, at last;
No need for fear, nor dark despair,
For Christ Himself shall meet us there.

Yet Lazarus, restored to breath,
Had walked the hidden halls of death;
And life anew he learned to live,
Each simple act a gift to give.

The sunlight warm, the voices near,
All changed by what he’d known so clear;
The echo of that mighty call,
Still stirred his heart beyond it all.

O mystery deep, O wonder bright,
That Love can conquer death’s long night;
How great is God, through all our days,
Worthy of endless song and praise.

Then let us not within hearts die,
Nor let the soul in silence lie;
But let God’s holy Will take part,
And dwell alive in every heart.

With joy embrace each given day,
Walk gently in the rightful way;
Delight in beauty, pure within -
The world’s fair charm, untouched by sin.


https://www.youtube.com/shorts/EvYQrYvrToU

With thanks to youtube

VOICES OF THE AMMAS

 


Voices of the Ammas 

They left the rush of crowded days, the markets loud and wide,
And journeyed to the desert’s hush where God alone would guide.
The early mothers, strong in grace, in silence made their home,
Where hearts grew vast in hidden prayer, though outward lives seemed lone.

In caves of dust and burning sun, in cells both bare and small,
They learned to hear the still, soft Voice that gently speaks to all.
Through fasting deep and vigils long, through tears both pure and wise,
They fixed their gaze on Christ alone, their treasure and their prize.

The Ammas spoke with quiet strength, their counsel clear and true,
To souls who sought the narrow path and longed their God to view.
Their words, like wells in desert lands, still draw the thirsty near,
A living stream of holy truth that echoes year by year.

They call to us within our hearts, beyond the world’s loud claim:
“Become a desert in your soul, and kindle there His flame.
Be anchorites in secret depths, though streets around you roar,
Hold fast the Word in silent faith, and seek His Face the more.”

For we who walk the marketplace, with hurried steps and eyes,
Are summoned to that inward place where deeper treasure lies.
To live the wisdom that they gave, with steadfast hearts made whole,
And carry Christ, the Living Word, to every seeking soul.

O mothers of the ancient way, your witness still remains,
A lamp within our modern night, a balm for hidden pains.
Teach us to dwell with God within, though outward paths we roam -
Till every heart, made still in Him, becomes His desert home.


Image courtesy of ChatGPT and CN Whittle "Living water in the desert cave" 

SATANIC CHURCH PLANS TO HOLD SATANIC REVIVAL ON MAY 1, AT MOBTOWN BALLROOM BALTIMORE; ALLEGED NEWS. WY NOT SIGN THE PETITION?

 


SATANIC TEMPLE PLANS TO HOLD AN EVENT CALLED THE "SATANIC REVIVAL" ON MAY 1, AT THE MOBTOWN BALLROOM IN BALTIMORE; ALLEGED NEWS. [1] 

This will be the satanic temple's latest national event since satancon in 2023, following a three-year hiatus; Alleged News [2] The revival includes satanic opening ceremony, and ceremony called "a ceremony of infernal pride," Alleged News. [2] The satanic temple also adds the requirement to sell one's soul to the devil to get a ticket for the event; Alleged News. [2] 

satan has no place in the public square

satan has no place in the public square. We need to keep the devil and his followers from establishing themselves in society. 

Why not sign the petition for the cancellation of the satanic revival event?

https://www.returntoorder.org/petition/protest-satanic-revival-in-baltimore/

and

https://www.tfp.org/petition/petition-stop-the-satanic-revival-event-in-baltimore/?PKG=TFPE3747




SOLUS CHRISTUS

Upon the clouds in radiant light, Christ rides the heavens high,
A crown upon His gentle brow, all glory in His Eye.
A white horse bears our King of kings through vast eternal air,
All the saints in garments white stand gathered round Him there.

Beside Him stands the angel bright, with standard lifted strong,
A banner cast upon the wind, the truth down ages long:
Solus Christus - Christ alone - the saving, sovereign Name,
The Lamb once slain, now risen Lord, forevermore the same.

We follow Him, our Messiah, through shadow, storm, and flame,
With hearts made still in trust and faith, we call upon His Name.
For He alone has borne our sin, has opened heaven’s door,
And leads us onward, step by step, to life forevermore.

Let not another voice arise to cloud the truth we sing,
No fleeting word of passing earth can crown another king.
For in the marketplace of souls, where many call and rail,
We lift our gaze to Christ alone, our hope will never fail.

All worship, honour, praise belong to God enthroned above,
Who sent His Son to ransom us in sacrificial love.
In Him our future firmly rests, our endless destiny - 
O Christ, our Lord, our guiding Light, our all eternity.


PRAYER CHAPEL FOR SATANISTS WHO WISH TO LEAVE THE MOVEMENT; WORDS OF COMFORT

https://churchinterfaith.blogspot.com/2016/01/prayer-chapel-for-satanists-who-wish-to.html

[1] Petition: stop the satanic revival event in Baltimore; Alleged News

https://www.tfp.org/petition/petition-stop-the-satanic-revival-event-in-baltimore/?PKG=TFPE3747

[2] Protest against "satanic revival" in Baltimore; Alleged News

https://www.returntoorder.org/petition/protest-satanic-revival-in-baltimore/


Image courtesy of ChatGPT with CN Whittle "Solus Christus"

With thanks to tfp.org and returntoorder.org

Tuesday, 14 April 2026

REDEMPTION: A NEW POTENTIAL IS LAID IN HUMAN NATURE

 




"We may therefore call the redemption, I think, a new evolutionary explosion, to use a modern expression. This new man is the man who is capable of living a divine life, a life in intersubjective relationship with God, in such a way that he lives in perfect com(m)-union with God. And therefore redemption may be seen as a new potential which is laid in human nature, a new freedom which includes a liberation from the slavery of sin, but also more positively an ability to be a person who has the power within himself to turn to God in responding to a person-to-person encounter. 

   This potential is given to all men. It is a re-creation of the human nature. . . . 

  This new potential may be seen, I think, as our faith. Because faith is not merely the intellectual assertion of truth, it is the openness of the whole person to the approach of Christ, it is the freedom by which we are able to turn to Christ, to stand converted to Him, so that we may readily respond to His approach. It would still be a gift, a grace, because it is the fruit of the redemption." [1]



"The mystery wrought by Jesus Christ is not merely an event to be acknowledged, but an ever-evolving mystery into which the human soul is invited to enter.    

Through the salvific work of the cross, we are not only rescued from sin, we are drawn into profound encounter with the depths of Divine Love and the depths of our own being. Scripture tells us, "In Him we have redemption through His Blood, the forgiveness of our trespasses, according to the riches of His Grace," (Eph 1:7). Redemption, therefore, is both gift and summons to openness of the whole person to the approach of Christ.

    Philosophically, one might posit that every human person carries within themselves an uncharted interiority - a depth that often remains unexplored amid the noise and distractions of life. The Cross of Christ confronts us with the uncomfortable premise that love is most fully revealed not in comfort, but in self-giving, sacrifice and suffering. Romans 5:8 tells us, "God proves His Love for us in that while we still were sinners, Christ died for us."  In beholding Christ crucified, we are invited to plumb the depths of existence itself - to ask what it means to live, to love, and to suffer authentically.

   Theologically, the redemption of Christ opens a path into communion with God that is deeply personal. The path is not imposed externally, but unfolds within the heart. Christ stands at the threshold of that interior life. "Behold, I stand at the door and knock; if anyone hears My Voice and opens the door, I will come in to him." (Rev 3:20)

    As we contemplate the Passion of Christ, we begin to recognize both the gravity of sin, and the immeasurable magnitude of mercy. "He Himself bore our sins in His Body on the tree, that we might die to sin and live to righteousness," (1 Pet 2:24). This awareness leads to humility, repentance and transformation.   Further, it may spark an explosion of inner evolution, a profound change within the inner tenor of our being. We substantively change from self-centred absorption to Christ-centred relationship.

  In this sense, then, redemption becomes a journey inward. Our faith, as openness of our whole person to the approach of Christ, enables us to trust our inner journey to the Crucified Hands. The Cross on which the Saviour died, acts as a mirror, revealing who we are - wounded, finite, yet infinitely loved.

 This interior search may border on the contemplative. Often we are called to be spiritual anchorites in the busy marketplace, with voices - such as those of technology, artificial intelligence, social media and frantic pace within workplace - competing for our attention. Spiritual anchorism within full apostolate would appear to be an impossible task, were it not for the fact that that we have the gift within us to respond to God in ongoing person-to-person encounter. 

  The Psalmist gives voice to this interior search, which borders on the contemplative: "O Lord, You have searched me and known me," (Psalm 139:1). It is precisely in entering into this truth that personal faith begins to mature. Faith becomes lived and tested, part of the warp and weft of our everyday life. As Saint Paul writes, "It is no longer I who live, but Christ Who lives in me," (Gal 2:20)

  Thus, the redemption of Christ is not only about salvation in a final sense; it is about transformation in the present. It calls each person to go deeper. In plumbing the depths of our inner selves, we do not find emptiness, but the living Presence of God. 

  Redemption unlocks our inner potential to grow ever deeper in the mystery of Christ the Son of God. This is not a journey taken alone: the Crucified walks the path with the disciple, as faith is nurtured to strength and vitality. We are never alone in the evolutionary explosion of spiritual growth which emanates from the redemption won on the cross. We are accompanied by the Saviour, Who will never abandon us.

As Jesus promised, "I am with you always, to the very end of the age," (Matt 28:20).


The Cross Within

Upon the hill where silence bled,
Where thorns were crowned on Sacred Head,
The world stood still, with holy time,
As hidden dawn began to shine.

For not alone did Christ there die -
He broke the chains no eye could spy;
Within the soul, a spark caught fire,
Of fresh new life and God-desire.

An ancient self began to fall,
Its brittle pride, its hollow call;
And in its place, a fire was born -
A soul remade, no longer torn.

An inward bursting, vast and bright,
An unseen, sacred, living light;
As though creation woke anew
And breathed a deeper, purer view.

O Cross that splits the dark in two,
What hidden worlds are born in You!
For in that pain, love’s depths increase,
And suffering flowers into peace.

No longer slaves to shadowed sin,
We feel Your rising life within;
The chains once clasped around the heart
Now fall away, undone, apart.

A freedom fierce, yet softly known,
That bids the restless soul come home;
Not far away in distant skies,
But where the secret stillness lies.

There, in the rush of mortal days,
Through crowded streets and anxious ways,
A quiet cell begins to grow -
An anchorite no world can know.

Within the heart, a chamber still,
Where time bends low to Heaven’s will;
And Christ, once lifted high in pain,
Now lives and breathes in us again.

O mystery vast, O union sweet,
Where earth and heaven truly meet;
The Cross becomes our inward door,
And we the lost are found once more.

So let the world in clamour spin,
Its noise without, its strife within;
For in the soul that turns to Thee,
There blooms a vast eternity.



[1] Fr G.M.A. Jansen. (Norbert Jansen OP). p 13, Pro Veritate Vol V No. 12. Baptism and Co-existence. 15 April 1967

https://sahistory.org.za/sites/default/files/archive-files/PvApr67.pdf


With thanks to sahistory.org.za

Image courtesy of Chatgpt and CN Whittle "Anchoress praying beside crucifix and marketplace"