Holiness [Theme] Page 1

A child is born and raised by the Mother with the hope of becoming a worthy person, confirming Her holiness and majesty.

Often, those who want to give everything they have have once taken too much.

The duty to life for our birth is to observe the sanctity of the life of every person.

... that saint does not mean defenseless, and devout does not mean submissive.

Knowledge imposes a great responsibility on us. There is a saying: cursed is the kind in which there is not a single saint. Then almost every genus on earth is cursed. And our task for this life is to become saints of our kind. To receive from the Primary Source the energy of love and happiness. And without problems and delays, in excellent and ungroomed quality - to pass on. To their children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren.

A real, not a fictional person, is neither sanctity nor absolute villainy. But we are given something more. We create ideals of truth, goodness, beauty. And nothing can stop us from striving for them. In addition, we are given the freedom and responsibility to choose between the human and the inhuman, which in itself makes our lives an incredibly interesting and exciting adventure with an unpredictable, pre-unknown outcome.

When a person finds Christ, he finds himself, the real one. The real "I" peeks out from under the cortex, which is wrapped in a person. Finding yourself is a good thing: to reveal your hidden talents, your vocations and opportunities, to grow your personality.
In general, the theory of personal growth is a stolen idea from Christianity. Christianity is, in fact, the path of personal growth. Only not of isolated growth, but of growth in the community, in the Church, in union, in Eucharistic closeness with other people, in a prayerful bundle with God.
Personal growth in the understanding of modern psychology is holiness without God. An attempt to reveal your talents and talents, to achieve success and significance, to acquire some bright skills, in a word, to enter a state where you yourself are a little god. At least, there is a danger of reaching such a state: yes, I love myself like this, I like what is happening to me, I have blossomed in general, I am now doing something so powerful, everything around me is spinning, everything is moving - I succeed, I can! This is "be like gods" - what the devil offered to man in paradise. Eat - and be like gods.
But Christ also spoke, and in the psalms it is written: "I said: You are gods." What's the difference? That there was deception; do as I say, and be like gods. And the Lord here says real things: "You are gods," you are created in the image and likeness of God. You have the possibility of self-realization, in which you will go higher and higher, grow in the fullness laid down in you by God. And there is no need to quarrel with Him, on the contrary, in God you will find a source of strength and movement.
And the wrong option is when you will develop your talents and abilities and more and more narcissistic and Satan from the secret pride that you are good, you do so much, you are the best. For all the external similarities, these are diametrically opposed practices.

When parents Holy and transmit this to a child, that is, raise him in the Lord, then the child, no matter what evil influence had left him, the environment is not affected by them, because his door will always be the Wisdom of Christ...

- The sanctity of marriage to you means something?
The sins and crimes of her husband, it is also the sins and crimes of his wife?

The Archbishop and the Church hierarchy, which is the whole point holier than a Bishop.

Many people "do not believe that is the roof of their house," complained future Saint Bernardino of Siena. Another monk, Walsingham, reported that some English barons "I believe that there is no God, deny the sanctity of the altar and resurrection after death and believe that death of the animal and the person are one and the same".

My Matrasi from Holiness really begins face to glow.

Boys Yes girls
Candle Yes verboczky
Suffered home.
Lights glimmer,
Pedestrians cross
And smells of spring.
Breeze but
Rain - rain is small,
Don't blow out the fire.
Sunday palm
Tomorrow I will get up first
For the Holy day.