After every atrocity in the global city there are days of discussion and debate as to why such acts are happening. Blame is thrown around at the individuals who perpetrated the atrocity and the organizations with which they are associated. Seldom is an overall critical analysis made of the causes of terrorism and its solution. There seems to be an assumption that what is happening at a distance should stay out there where the conflict is taking place. However, in a connected global world distance no longer exists. Modern distance is an internal spiritual journey.
Spirit of God,
fill our hearts with a desire
to seek truth and rejoice in beauty.
Help us to know what is pleasing to you
and to understand what is right and good in your sight.
Give us the spirit of learning
that we may please you by our thoughts
and love you in your creation.
Give all teachers your constant encouragement
and guide them in their good work.
Spirit of God, make us effective witnesses of your truth
to all whose lives we touch.
We ask this in the name of Jesus the Lord.
O My God, I adore You
and I love You with all my heart.
I thank You for having created me,
for having made me a Catholic
and for having watched over me this day.
Pardon me for the evil I have done this day;
and if I have done any good,
deign to accept it.
Watch over me while I take my rest
and deliver me from danger.
May Your grace be always with me.
Before sharing some memories of my experience as a lay missionary, I would like to thank the Columban Fathers for giving me the opportunity to live one of the greatest life experiences I have ever had. After having finished my time as a lay missionary, I can assure you that nothing is by chance, that God has a plan for each one of us, that every person we know teaches us something and contributes to our spiritual growth and to the profound knowledge of God in our own life.
God be in my head and in my understanding.
God be in my eyes and in my looking.
God be in my mouth and in my speaking.
God be in my heart and in my thinking.
God be at my end and at my departing.
Hail, Holy Queen, Mother of Mercy.
Hail our life, our sweetness and our hope!
To You do we cry, poor banished children of Eve!
To You do we send up our sighs;
mourning and weeping in this vale of tears!
Turn, most gracious Advocate,
your eyes of mercy toward us;
and after this, our exile,
show unto us the blessed fruit of Your womb, Jesus!
O Clement, O loving, O sweet Virgin Mary!