eastwind journals11 Sep 2017 09:04 pm

Fatima Centennial Anniversary * mini-library of articles

2017 CENTENNIAL OF OUR LADY OF FATIMA
Mini-Library of Articles
 
http://www.sisterraquel.com/2017/09/fatima-centennial
 
Volume 1 THE WOMAN AND THE DRAGON * Fatima and the miracle of the healing oil
http://www.sisterraquel.com/2017/02/centennial
 
Volume 2 – FATIMA AND THE TYPHOON YOLANDA MIRACLES
http://www.sisterraquel.com/2017/03/yolanda-echoed
 
Volume 3 – FATIMA AND THE 2013 BOHOL EARTHQUAKE
http://www.sisterraquel.com/2016/09/prophecy
 
Volume 4 – FATIMA AND THE MIRACLE OF THE ROSE PETALS
http://www.sisterraquel.com/2017/04/rose-petal
 
Volume 5 – FATIMA AND PREDICTED MEGA-EARTHQUAKES
http://www.sisterraquel.com/2017/08/west-valley
 
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amdg
 
Mother Ignacia Healing Ministry08 Sep 2017 01:33 pm

THE ROSARY KID * a short anecdote

THE ROSARY KID
A Short Anecdote
 

On the occassion of the 100-year anniversary of Our Lady of Fatima, the mother of all apparitions, the axis around which all other apparitions revolve – Lourdes, Garabandal, Akita, Guadalupe, Lipa, and many others.

http://www.sisterraquel.com/2017/09/the-rosary-kid

Susan is a five year old kid. Her mother prays the rosary every evening in front of the home altar. Susan does not pray the rosary with her. She just sits behind her silently.

Her mother has advanced stage psoriasis on her scalp. The hair has fallen off, and it is full of pus. She cannot sleep due to extreme itchiness. This has made her very cranky.

MOTHER – Jessica, please give me a glass of cold water.

Jessica, the first maid, appears with a glass of water.

MOTHER – What is this? (Screaming.) I told you time and again, when you wash my glass, wipe it dry so there are no spots. Look, look, I can’t drink this? You imbecile. Get out of here. Gloria,
give me a glass of water.

Gloria, the second maid, appears with a glass of water. The mother throws the glass against the wall.

MOTHER – Same thing Gloria. When will you ever learn?

The two maids retreat to the kitchen, sobbing, as the mother trembles with anger.

SUSAN – (Undaunted by her mother’s anger.) Mommy, can you mix good and evil?

MOTHER – (Forgetting her anger for a moment.) Of course not. They are opposed to each other, enemies forever.

SUSAN – So, how come you pray the rosary, then scream at the maids?

The mother is silent. She embraces Susan. In tears, she goes to the two maids, and embraces them. All are now sobbing, except Susan, watching with a smile.

MOTHER – (To Jessica and Gloria) Here, take these two rosaries. I bought them in Rome. They are expensive. I will stick to this little local wooden rosary.

SUSAN – Mommy, will your prayers be heard more if your rosary is expensive?

MOTHER – No, darling, It does not matter. That’s why I keep the cheaper rosary. How come you never pray the rosary with me?

SUSAN – Of course, I pray the rosary silently behind you.

MOTHER – So let me give you a rosary.

SUSAN – I don’t need one, mommy. This is my rosary. (She puts up her two hands.)

MOTHER – Oh, ten Hail Mary’s, right? That’s nice.

SUSAN – Nope. No Hail Marys.

MOTHER – So, how do you pray then?

SUSAN – (Clasping her hand in prayer.) I just talk to Jesus and Mama Mary. They always listen to me. Let me pray now. (She closes her eyes.) Jesus, through your Mommy, please take care of my mommy, Jessica, Gloria, and me. Keep us safe, happy, and together. (She opens her eyes.) That’s it. It takes me 30 seconds. (She offers her open hands to her mother.) Kiss my hands. They are full of prayers.

From then on, after her mother prays the rosary, she and Susan go to the kitchen to Jessica and Gloria, and with clasped hands, and closed eyes, they all ‘pray the rosary’ together in silence for 30 seconds. When they finish, they embrace each other.

SUSAN – Mommy, I notice your scalp is getting better. No more itch?

MOTHER – Yes, I am surprised.

SUSAN – I am not surprised, mommy. My teacher says ‘forgiveness heals’. I think, when you embraced Jessica and Gloria, your scalp started to heal.

MOTHER – Yes, I believe so, darling.

SUSAN – Mama Mary asked Jesus to heal you because you forgave.

After a month, the scalp of Susan’s mother was completely dry and hair started growing. She slept well and never became cranky again. It was a great feat of the rosary kid to bring inner peace to their tiny simple home.

By Bernie V. Lopez, eastwindreplyctr@gmail.com
Send this anecdote to friends –

http://www.sisterraquel.com/2017/09/the-rosary-kid

Read more inspirational anecdotes (a collection of 50, mostly true stories) from the author’s book.
TEN WISDOMS OF THE LORD’S PRAYER
Just request by email.

On Forgiveness

You have to learn to forgive and enter the eye of the storm where there is no wind. Forgiveness heals you. Your wounds of hurt will disappear. Forgivenss makes you whole. The guy you forgive, if he still hates you, SIYA ANG LUGI (He is the loser.) Hate will consume him, while you bask in inner peace.

So you have to pray to learn to forgive, because that hatred may come back and keep bobbing up and you have to hold it down with prayer. Your ally is Jesus, prayer, Mama Mary. Love must win over hate within your heart, within the heart of each of us.

Once you have forgiven, you will not fret, you will not think of vengeance no matter how much the other guy has wounded you. You will offer love and forgiveness to counter hate and un-forgiveness. Only this way can we die a peaceful death. Your tears are as a sign that you still love them in spite of the hate and silence you feel from them. Always pray for those who hate you so that their hate may turn into love.

amdg

eastwind journals17 Aug 2017 05:33 am

WEST VALLEY QUAKE IS “RIPE” * estimated 34,000 casualties

WEST VALLEY QUAKE IS “RIPE” * estimated 34,000 casualties
Related – Theology  of Disasters
http://www.sisterraquel.com/2017/08/west-valley
 
eastwind journals
By Bernie V. Lopez, eastwindreplyctr@gmail.com
 
After the devastation caused by the recent 6.7 magnitude tremor in Surigao, PHIVOLCS issued new earthquake warnings “for the big one … that could kill thousands” along the West Valley fault, which cuts across Metro-Manila. A new earthquake is “ripe” since it happens every 400 years and the last one was in 1658, 367 years ago. (Source – philstar.prepare-big-one).  

 

MMDA “risk assessment maps” available at  this geoportal site).
This geoportal is a powerful tool to harness instantly detailed earthquake data, past-present-future, at any location in the world up to less than a square kilometer zone. Risk areas, such as fault lines, are color-coded high-moderate-low. It is not hard to use.  
 
In the above map, the 100-km. West Valley Fault extends from Sta. Rosa, Laguna to north of San Mateo, Bulacan. The West Valley fault cuts across “Bulacan through Quezon City, Marikina, Makati, Pasig, Taguig and Muntinlupa in Metro Manila; San Pedro, Biñan, Sta. Rosa, Cabuyao and Calamba in Laguna; and Carmona, General Mariano Alvarez and Silang in Cavite”. (Map source – philnews.-big-one). 
 
Subdivisions Affected
 
The above table shows subdivisions most likely to be affected by a West Valley tremor of 7.2 magnitude and above. These are science-based ‘estimates’ whose purpose is not to sow panic but encourage preparations. (Source – 2004 Study for Earthquake Impact Reduction for the Metropolitan Manila in the Republic of the Philippines (MMEIRS); raissarobles.homes-buildings-of-metro-manila). Raisa Robles also gives a quick earthquake preparation primer.
 
The JICA-MMDA 2004 study estimates that a 7.2 magnitude tremor can kill 34,000 and injure 100,000. Casualties can be higher if there is severe ground or lateral movements. Bernie V. Lopez, eastwindreplyctr@gmail.com
 
********************
THE THEOLOGY OF DISASTER
Vol. 5 100-year Anniversary of Our Lady of Fatima
 


 
We feature here reruns of two disaster documentaries –
 
TSUNAMI WARNINGS AND THE FATIMA 3RD SECRET
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GYsCwDgvr74
 
THE “MIRACLE OF THE HEALING OIL” IN 2009
ECHOES THE MESSAGES OF THE THIRD SECRET.
The mysterious appearance of oil on the floor of the Adoration Chapel of the Mother Ignacia Healing Ministry was followed by major global disasters. It was also followed by instant healings of terminal patients. The God of Wrath is also the God of Mercy.
Part 1. History.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=owykGkNCpIg
Part 2. Healing Testimonials.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dlREzytKuSg
 
amdg
 
eastwind journals15 Aug 2017 11:21 pm

THE RUNAWAY GIRL * a true story

THE RUNAWAY GIRL * a true story
 
eastwind journals
http://www.sisterraquel.com/2017/08/the-runaway

 

amen I say to you, beware and be cautious
for you know not the day nor the hour
Matthew 25:12-13

 

By Bernie Lopez
eastwindreplyctr@gmail.com
 
BREAKING NEWS.  Unverified report. Urgent prayer request.20 Christian churches were recently burned. They want to destory 200 more churches in Olisabang Province and kill 200 missionaries in the next 24 hours. Christian are hiding in villagegs. Also, please pray for the 22 Christian families sentenced to death by Islmasts in Afghanistan.
 
I am seated on a crowded Metro Rail Transit (MRT) train, when this story happens. Dialogue has been reconstructed. A frail girl of about ten, with dirty clothes, beach sandals and a heavy backpack, enters. Teary-eyed and staring into nothing, she stands in front of me, clutching the train post. There is half a seat beside me, so I offer it to her. She gladly sits. I strike a conversation, and she begins to unravel her sad life to me.

 

CONTINUE
 
ME. Where are you going?
GIRL. Cagayan.
ME. You mean Cagayan Valley in the north?
GIRL. Yes.
ME. You are going that far alone? That’s about 12 hours bus ride.
GIRL. That long? I can manage. (Casually) I’m running away from home.
ME. Oh oh. Why?
GIRL. (In a whisper) My stepfather rapes me regularly when he comes home drunk. Then he mauls me, so I don’t tell others about it. I can’t stand it anymore. (She displays her bruises on the left arm. She quickly wipes off tears.)
ME. Yes, you better run away before you go crazy. Have you been to Cagayan before?
GIRL. No. But I know the town where my grandmother stays. She will take care of me.
ME. Do you know what bus to take and where?
GIRL. Not yet. I will ask around. Perhaps you can tell me.
ME. Do you have enough money?
GIRL. I have some loose change.
ME. How do you expect to get there without money?
GIRL. I will ask the bus driver and conductor to give me a ride.
ME. For free? I am not sure they will do that.
GIRL. They will. People are kind.
ME. And if they don’t.
GIRL. I will ask passengers to pay for me.
ME. Do you know how much it costs?
GIRL. No.
ME. I think it would be about 500 pesos.
GIRL. That much? I will manage.
ME. Passengers can’t afford that much to give away.
GIRL. I will ask for 20 pesos per passenger. People are kind.
ME. I like your attitude.
GIRL. I have a guardian angel. The Lord loves me and takes care of me. (She takes out a tattered rosary and proudly shows it.) I prayed before I left the house. Nothing can happen to me.
ME. How about food? It’s half a day’s ride. You need to eat.
GIRL. I will be okay. My grandma will feed me.
ME. No, I mean during the 12-hour trip.

 

The girl does not answer. I squirm in my seat. I furtively give her a 500-peso bill. I am not rich but she needs this badly. Perhaps embarrassed, she grabs it quickly without a word. All the while, Jerry, another senior citizen like myself, is listening to our conversation. He stares in surprise at the 500-peso bill.

 

ME. You better put that in your bag so it does not get lost. (She does so.)
GIRL. You are very kind, sir. Thank you.
ME. (After a long silence.) You know what? Do this. When you get in the bus, talk to the driver and tell him you have no money for food. Ask him to take you with him when you make a stopover to eat. Drivers get free meals from the restaurant because they bring passengers to eat there. I’ve done that twice.
GIRL. That’s clever. Okay, I will. Thanks.
 
There is a long pause. I squirm again in my seat. I give her three 100-peso bill. Jerry grunts.

 

ME. That’s for your food. The driver may not like to give you a free meal.
GIRL. Thank you again sir. (She clutches the bills.)
ME. Put it in your bag. (She ignores me. Another girl, a teenager, sits beside us.)
ME. Hello there, miss. Can I ask you a favor?
TEENAGER. Yes?
ME. Where are you going down?
TEENAGER. Pasay Rotonda station. Why?
ME. Good. This girl needs to go to one of four provincial bus stations, the one where buses go to Cagayan Valley. She does not know how to get there. I am going down at Ayala. Can you take care of her? Just ask around what bus station to go to.
TEENAGER. No problem, sir. I will do it. (She looks at the girl and smiles.)
ME. One more thing please. Escort her to the station until she boards the right bus. Please get her a sandwich. I gave her money. Do you have time for this? Is it too much trouble?
TEENAGER. No problem, sir. It’s okay. I’m glad to help.
ME. Thanks. Okay, this kind lady will take care of you. Do not talk to strangers, only the bus driver or conductor. Is that clear? Put the money in your bag.
GIRL. Yes sir. Thank you again. You also have a guardian angel. I can feel it.
JERRY. (Arriving at the Ayala Station, Jerry and I leave the train.) Wow. That was something you did back there. Why did you want her escorted all the way to the bus?
ME.  Many predators looking for victims in the jungle of bus stations.
JERRY. Oh, white slavery. Never thought of that. In all my life, I never saw someone hand out 800 pesos just like that to a complete stranger. Did you notice she is a very brave girl?
ME. Yes, an innocent lamb unafraid of the jungle of predators.
JERRY. It’s more ignorance than bravery.
ME. Extreme despair makes you brave. Kapit sa patalim. (Grab the blade in despair.)
JERRY. It’s faith, not ignorance, not despair. She never sees it as a ‘blade’.
ME. Yes, she talks of her guardian angel. That’s why she is not afraid.
JERRY. Did you not realize she could be conning you?
ME. It crossed my mind. Benefit of the doubt, my friend. If she conned me, I lose 800 pesos. So what? If she did not con me, I give her a new life.
JERRY. Her guardian angel nudged you. You gave without hesitation and so quickly. Amazing. You must be rich.
ME. Are you kidding? Rich people do not take train rides. I earn a lousy 24,000 a month. I get by. Simple living. I live alone. What is 800 pesos to me? I would spend that in three days on food and transport. I would not die of poverty or hunger.
JERRY. I give coins to beggars. Rarely, I give a whole 20-peso bill to lame people. But I am not a martyr. 800 pesos? Wow. Tell me, what made you really do it?
ME. How old are you?
JERRY. Sixty five.
ME. I’m sixty nine. You and I are in the pre-departure area. We can go anytime. There is no time. When the rare opportunity comes, grab it. All my life, it’s just me, me, me. It’s a game changer really, this thing called death. When you see it hovering about you, you start thinking not me, not me anymore.
JERRY. Do me a favor. Take this. (He hands me a 100-peso bill.) Share your spiritual bounty with me. I need it.
ME. Why?
JERRY. I have cancer of the prostrate that has spread to my lungs. Take it, I beg you. From now on, I will look for children in distress. I think I also have a guardian angel. Look at me, giving 100 pesos. Never in my life.
ME. You better look hard. Distressed kids don’t come easy in trains. When the rare opportunity comes, grab it, and die for it.
JERRY. Are you kidding? They’re all over the streets. They’re everywhere. We are just too blind.
ME. The Lord lets the poor sanctify the rich.
JERRY. Correction. The not-so-rich. Sharing is not an option but an obligation. I mean, look at the rich guy who gave to the dogs instead of to Lazarus. Where is he now?
ME. Cooking barbecue. (We both laugh. He hugs me quickly. I take the money and we part ways, as if we knew each a long time.)

 

Bernie V. Lopez, eastwindreplyctr@gmail.com

 

almost everything–all external expectations
all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure
these things just fall away in the face of death
leaving only what is truly important

 

Steve Jobs, dying of cancer
as his empire lay at his feet

 

 


 

 
amdg

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