More Holiness Give Me: June 2017

Friday, June 30, 2017

Hello, my old friend.

It's been about six months since I have seen your face. I decided today that I needed you again, back in my life. School is all but a minute away from being done for the summer and I want you back in my world.

ALSO....I don't know where else to put some of the exciting things in my life! Like this!

I found out I can take local classes to become a person who is certified in having therapy dogs and teaching the dogs how to be therapy dogs. I have not been so excited about something since I started my internship at the psychiatric hospital. So when I am a counselor, I can have a dog in my office when their are patients who need the comfort of one. OR, I can take the dog into places like detention centers other places for people who need the comfort of a dog. THIS calls to my soul. I believe in it. I have always loved animals and believed in their magic.

This isn't a done deal but I am looking into it for next summer.

That's all.

Oh yeah.....and I got fat. I haven't thrown in the towel but for now it's okay. Someone special to me told me, "How we look on the outside isn't a valid measurement to personal value. Our value is determined by the person who we become and living a life of passion and purpose."

I know it is long but it is life altering!

C.S. Lewis- Meanwhile the cross comes before the crown and tomorrow is a Monday morning...It is a serious thing to live in a society of possible gods and goddesses, to remember that the dullest and most uninteresting person you can talk to may one day be a creature which, if you say it now, you would be strongly tempted to worship, or else a horror and a corruption such as you now meet, if at all, only in a nightmare. All day long we are, in some degree, helping each other to one or other of these destinations. It is in the light of these overwhelming possibilities that we should conduct all our dealings with one another, all friendships, all loves, all play, all politics. There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal. But it is immortals who we joke with, work with, marry, snub and exploit - immortal horrors or everlasting splendours. This does not mean that we are to be perpetually solemn. We must play. But our merriment must be of the kind (and it is, in fact, the merriest kind) which exists between people who have from the outset, taken each other seriously - no flippancy, no superiority, no presumption, and our charity must be a real and costly love, with deep feeling for the sins in spite of which we love the sinner - no mere tolerance, or indulgence which parodies love as flippancy parodies merriment. Next to the Blessed Sacrament itself, your neighbor is the holiest object presented to your senses."