Sunday, September 03, 2006

Thoughts For Today

God is definitely the God of deliverance. He disposes of things. He is great. He is great. He is great. He is truly great. He is truly amazing. Truly, truly, truly. The amazing God. He'll amaze you.

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

One More Time

Just had to post again, even though I didn't say anything. It's not like I said nothing at all. But it's minimal. I was never a big fan of Minimalism.

Checking In

It's been not the greatest week for blogging. It's been a rough week. My mother had major surgery Monday and is still recovering. The nurse I talked to today said she was doing OK considering her age and all factors. He said a lot of times someone her age will have to be put on the ventilator. She didn't need it. But she is very sleepy.

Sunday, August 20, 2006

Sunday Morning

Luke 24 - "But on the first day of the week, at early dawn, they went to the tomb, taking the spices which they had prepared. And they found the stone rolled away from the tomb, but when they went in they did not find the body. While they were perplexed about this, behold, two men stood by them in dazzling apparel; and as they were frightened and bowed their faces to the ground, the men said to them, 'Why do you seek the living among the dead? He is not here, but has risen.'"

Fear of Men

Gwen Shamblin, though she does make a big deal out of antidepressants, is onto something when she brings up the subject of fear of men. I have it. But in Jesus, I will work on it.

Saturday, August 19, 2006

He Is Lord

My blog was inspired by the song that goes: "He is Lord, He is Lord, He is risen from the dead and He is Lord. And every knee shall bow and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord." I really do consider myself a new creation in Christ. Do I still believe I am mentally ill? At first I thought definitely not, but now I am open to whatever the Spirit wants to tell me. I may be mentally ill. I will be in touch, as they say.

Friday, August 18, 2006


Currently reading by G. K. Chesterton, the Philip Yancey introduced version.

Isaiah 51

"Hearken to me, you who pursue deliverance, you who seek the Lord; look to the rock from which you were hewn, and to the quarry from which you were digged. Look to Abraham your father and to Sarah who bore you; for when he was but one I called him, and I blessed him and made him many. For the L0rd will comfort Zion: he will comfort all her waste places, and will make her wilderness like Eden, her desert like the garden of the Lord; joy and gladness will be found in her, thanksgiving and the voice of song. (v. 1-3)

It hit me today that I am trying to go too fast. I want to be delivered from antidepressants and antipsychotics overnight, and it doesn't work that way. More prayer, more time spent before God is needed. I have to give this thing time. What does God want? God doesn't want me to commit suicide, that I know.

Thursday, August 17, 2006

More on being "Born Again" and Catholic

I was born again in 1992, I received Jesus Christ into my life. I was led to His Church in 1996. The person of Jesus had never been real to me prior to 1992. I found Him in part by searching the Scriptures. "Whoever calls on the name of the Lord will be saved" it says I think in Romans. So I called on His name for the first time in 1992. My aunt, Lucille Baranko, a devout woman, a Secular Franciscan, had committed me to Our Lady since the beginning of my conversion. A few months after her death in 1995 I reverted to Catholicism. I believe she prayed both my mother and I back into the Church. We had been in a number of churches for a few years, mostly a Baptist church. I was even anti-Catholic for a time, following the teachings of Bartholomew Brewer and others. I actually talked to Bartholomew on the telephone once. I pray he someday makes his way back to the Church, as God was gracious to provide for me.

Wow! I Got A Comment!

I am literally blown away that I got a comment!, so I am going to share with everyone my response to Rosemary which I sent to her in an email: "No, Rosemary, I believe God uses 12 Step groups and meds. I'm just saying there may come a time when we are called by God to give these things up and move on. That's all I'm saying. I thank God AA was there for me. But I don't believe lifelong membership is a necessity, as AA teaches.
love in Jesus and Mary,


Today I want to remember the words of Mary, Mother of God: "My soul magnifies the Lord, and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior, for he has regarded the low estate of his handmaiden. For behold, henceforth all generations will call me blessed; for he who is mighty has done great things for me, and holy is his name. And his mercy is on those who fear him from generation to generation. He has shown strength with his arm, he has scattered the proud in the imagination of their hearts, he has put down the mighty from their thrones, and exalted those of low degree; he has filled the hungry with good things, and the rich he has sent empty away. He has helped his servant Israel, in remembrance of his mercy, as he spoke to our fathers, to Abraham and to his posterity forever." (Luke 1:46-55)

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

What Did They Do?

What did Christians and Catholics do for nineteen hundred years of Church history before Prozac and A.A. meetings? They prayed and fasted and searched the Scriptures. That's all I want to do today.

My Late Aunt, Lucille Diane Baranko, 1935-1995

I know my late aunt, Lucille Diane Baranko, is praying for me these days as I am delivered from anti-depressants, anti-psychotics, and anti-anxiety medications. She was diagnosed with schizophrenia in her twenties. She died not taking any psychotropic medications. She is my saint, and people, you should have seen her funeral. It was like the funeral of a holy priest. There must have been six concelebrants. Everyone knew she was a saint. She died of a massive heart attack on May 29th, 1995. Pray for me, dear Lucille! Give me courage as I face the coming days. She used to tell me growing up that the devil was attacking her regularly. She told me this forthrightly. I was just a kid, and I didn't believe her at the time, but I believe her now.

Rough Night. Good Morning for Lamentations

(Lam. 3:19-23) "Remember my affliction and my bitterness, the wormwood and the gall! My soul continually thinks of it and is bowed down within me. But this I call to mind, and therefore I have hope: The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases, his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is thy faithfulness."