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postcard-from-the-past · 1 month

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Interior of the former Carmelite convent in Paris

French vintage postcard

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portraitsofsaints · 8 months

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Saint Teresa Margaret Redi

1747-1770

Feast Day: September 1

Saint Teresa Margaret Redi was a native of Florence, Italy, and a Discalced Carmelite who practiced a remarkable prayer life, continuous thanksgiving, and heroic charity. Her fidelity to the Carmelite rule led her to a special grace of contemplative spirituality of God’s love, the Sacred Heart of Jesus, and devotion to Our Lady. Her body is incorrupt. She was canonized by Pope Pius XI.

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carmelitesaet · 3 days

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Jesus said:

‘I tell you most solemnly, anyone who does not enter the sheepfold through the gate, but gets in some other way is a thief and a brigand. The one who enters through the gate is the shepherd of the flock; the gatekeeper lets him in, the sheep hear his voice, one by one he calls his own sheep and leads them out. When he has brought out his flock, he goes ahead of them, and the sheep follow because they know his voice. They never follow a stranger but run away from him: they do not recognise the voice of strangers.’

Jesus told them this parable but they failed to understand what he meant by telling it to them.

So Jesus spoke to them again:

‘I tell you most solemnly, I am the gate of the sheepfold. All others who have come are thieves and brigands; but the sheep took no notice of them. I am the gate. Anyone who enters through me will be safe: he will go freely in and out and be sure of finding pasture. The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I have come so that they may have life and have it to the full.’

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journey2carmel · 1 month

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…unless a kernel of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains only a single seed. But if it dies, it produces many seeds. Anyone who loves their life will lose it, while anyone who hates their life in this world will keep it for eternal life.

~ John 12:24-26

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carmelitefire · 1 year

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“And now, in the Holy Eucharist, I see You complete Your self-abasement. O Divine King of Glory, with wondrous humility, You submitted Yourself to all Your Priests, without any distinction between those who love You and those who are lukewarm or cold in Your service. They may advance or delay the hour of the Holy Sacrifice: You are always ready to come down from Heaven at their call. O my Beloved, under the white Eucharistic Veil You appear to me meek and humble of Heart to teach me humility,...and so I wish to respond to Your Love, by putting myself in the lowest place, by sharing Your humiliation, so that I may 'have part with Thee' in the Kingdom of Heaven.”

-St. Therese of Lisieux

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swainbybooks · 2 years

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Feast of the 16 Carmelite Martyrs of Compiegne

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mrskrstic · 1 year

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detachment, november snow, and the sacred heart

"Wait on the Lord; be of good courage, and He shall strengthen your heart; wait, I say, on the Lord!" Psalm 27:14

Surrender is hard.

Though the concept seems longstanding throughout hymns of old and even in contemporary worship songs, it's much easier to lift your hands and sing about it on cry night than to consciously live it out. It's one thing to vehemently insist to a struggling other that the Lord is sovereign and will deliver on His promises, and entirely another to hold that reality in the hollow of your own heart and wait. To wait and hope is perhaps the greatest act of rebellion against the modern world that's hooked on instant gratification without the labors of patience. Yet even though we are only pilgrims, travelers passing through the world, we cannot help but be tainted by a disordered want for immediate results. God bids us wait, and we roll our eyes like moody children.

Sometimes God does not bid us wait for long. Advent is coming in a matter of weeks. Fall touched the Palouse for a brief moment and then hurried along, not to return again. It has already started to snow. Many a time I've awoken to a field of white and wondered how it wasn't Christmas morning already. It's hard to remain in the moment and not leap ahead to caroling and setting out a manger for the infant Christ when you long to celebrate so badly.

Other dreams take longer to realize. Since growing up, I've nurtured great wishes, wishes that ring so clearly I can picture them with perfect clarity. In the recesses of my heart there stands a little house in the country, full of warmth and laughter and home-cooked goodness. There is a peach tree and vegetable garden, a brood of chickens and a milk goat bleating softly in the daybreak. I picture a husband I could call my own, who would let me care for him in any way I could and be my company sitting at the feet of Jesus, and a noisy crowd of littles to tug on my skirts and clamor for a bedtime story, their hands and feet muddy from the day's romps.

I long for adventure. Not the costly sort that comes with a sacrifice of what truly matters, but the sort that you can pack into a trailer and tow along a lonely highway through America's national parks, where the mountains and the canyons sing the glory of their Maker and time seems have stopped moving hundreds of years ago. I want to share my heart with a family, and know that despite my many flaws and shortcomings, I can be deeply known and deeply loved.

Every day I dream! And every day I am left unsatisfied. Time and again I return to my bed with empty hands, and the shoebox I call my home seems smaller than it was the morning I left it. Is there any hope? Are we poor souls doomed to wander the land in torment of unfulfillment until the day we depart to meet our Creator?

Not so! For hundreds of years before God knit me together, the Carmelites had put into practice an ingenious solution to quell the fires of longing - detachment.

When implemented, detachment is meant to strip away any loyalties we may have that keep us from total intimate union with God. It is a slow, but steady process of surrendering our innermost dreams with the recognition that they are not our own - we are God's, and all that we have belongs to God, even the ambitions of our heart. It is a meek admission of our own humanity, and a lifting up the most tender pieces of our soul to God with the acknowledgment that His ways are infinitely higher than ours, and that the dreams and desires we nurture so could never come to pass.

Detachment is painful. In the moment, it can seem cruel and unfair. Why dream at all if you cannot lay claim to it? What use is it to build plans if they turn out to be contrary to the will of God? Though it may seem revolutionary in a world where people stake their identity in their earthly loves or accomplishments, it's only a humble response to the call of ages - "deny yourself, take up your cross, and follow Me".

In the offering of our very selves to the Lord, we focus our minds on the things above, those eternal treasures that will never be taken from us. The more one meditates upon the Lord and all His works, the more one cannot help but be drawn to His immense sacrifice for the sake of poor sinners - us, who were all once wandering lost, with our hope set upon that which is temporary and perishable. And once you had put to death all attachments to creatures, once you had released every inordinate desire into God's capable hands - then and only then would you find true contentment and rest in the Heart of the Lord. God is enough, He is ever-sufficient, as St Catherine of Siena tells us:

"O Deity eternal, O high, eternal Deity, O sovereign, eternal Father, O ever-burning fire! What do Your bounty and Your grandeur show? The gift You have given to man. And what gift have You given? Your whole self, O eternal Trinity."

Though it can be so, so hard to see in the moment...it is Christ who is our gift above all other gifts. In the shedding of His blood, He has reconciled us to the Father and brought us out of the lonely desert to enjoy the fruits of His sacrifice. Every day, He is present at the altar, under the modest appearance of bread and wine. When we encounter Him in communion, we are given a chance to hide ourselves in the wounds of His Most Sacred Heart and know that no matter what may come to pass in this life, we can always count on the One who died for us to carry us through.

Truth be told, I'm terrible at remembering this. Too often I forgo my greatest Treasure in favor of longing for some future blessing. But I want to get better. I want my life to be a continual drawing towards the Lord, to embrace the state in life I've been given without impatience or complaint.

Surrender is hard. But it's the easiest path we have this side of Heaven.

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ffactory · 2 years

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#diorama #Carmelite

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till-the-soil · 2 years

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Let your Mother carry you.

Some souls, instead of abandoning themselves to God and cooperating with him, hamper him by their indiscreet activity or their resistance. They resemble children who kick and cry and struggle to walk by themselves when their mothers want to carry them; in walking by themselves they make no headway, or if they do, it is at a child’s pace. ~ Saint John of the Cross, The Ascent of Mount Carmel

#catholic #blessed mother #grace #the ascent of mount caramel #carmelite #saint John of the Cross

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kishinosato · 1 year

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Since man’s life on earth is a time of trial (cf. Job. 7:1) and all who would live devotedly in Christ must undergo persecution (cf. 2 Tim 3:12), and the devil your foe is on the prowl like a roaring lion looking for prey to devour (cf. 1 Pet 5:8), you must use every care to clothe yourselves in God’s armour so that you may be ready to withstand the enemy’s ambush (cf. Eph 6:11).

Your loins are to be girt (cf. Eph 6:14) with chastity, your breast fortified by holy meditations, for, as Scripture has it: ‘Holy meditation with save you’ (Prov 2:11). Put on holiness as your breastplate (cf. Eph 6:14), and it will enable you to love the Lord your God with all your heart and soul and strength, (cf. Deut 6:5), and your neighbor as yourself (cf. Mt 19:19; 22:37-39).

Faith must be your shield on all occasions, and with it you will be able to quench all the flaming missiles of the wicked (cf. Eph 6:16): there can be no pleasing God without faith (cf. Heb 11:6). On your head set the helmet of salvation (cf. Eph 6:7), and so be sure of deliverance by our only Saviour, who sets his own free from their sins (cf. Mt 1:21).

The sword of the spirit, the word of God (cf. Eph 6:17), must abound (cf. Col 3:16) in your mouths and hearts (cf. Rom 10:8). Let all you do have the Lord’s word for accompaniment (cf. Col 3:17; 1 Cor 10:31).

-Exhortations from Rule of St. Albert

#monastic life #monasticism #catholic #carmelite

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postcard-from-the-past · 3 months

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Stairs in the former Carmelite convent in Paris where the monks were massacred during the French Revolution

French vintage postcard

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portraitsofsaints · 1 year

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Saint John of the Cross Doctor of the Church 1542-1591 Feast day: December 14 (New) November 24 (Trad) Patronage: contemplative life, contemplatives

Saint John of the Cross, a Spanish mystic priest, was a major figure of the Counter-Reformation. He suffered many hardships of life in his youth. He boarded at a school for the poor where he felt the call of a religious vocation. In 1563, he joined the Carmelites and in 1567 he befriended St.Teresa of Avila. They both worked to reform the lax Carmelite order to a more strict, prayerful, and simpler order. (the Discalced Carmelites) There were major disagreements and the Carmelites even incarcerated St. John for disobedience. During imprisonment, John wrote some of his deepest spiritual poetry and contemplations, which is why he is a Doctor of the Church. St. John of the Cross died of a skin infection.

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carmelitesaet · 21 days

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Two of the disciples of Jesus were on their way to a village called Emmaus, seven miles from Jerusalem, and they were talking together about all that had happened. Now as they talked this over, Jesus himself came up and walked by their side; but something prevented them from recognising him. He said to them, ‘What matters are you discussing as you walk along?’ They stopped short, their faces downcast.

Then one of them, called Cleopas, answered him, ‘You must be the only person staying in Jerusalem who does not know the things that have been happening there these last few days.’ ‘What things?’ he asked. ‘All about Jesus of Nazareth’ they answered ‘who proved he was a great prophet by the things he said and did in the sight of God and of the whole people; and how our chief priests and our leaders handed him over to be sentenced to death, and had him crucified. Our own hope had been that he would be the one to set Israel free. And this is not all: two whole days have gone by since it all happened; and some women from our group have astounded us: they went to the tomb in the early morning, and when they did not find the body, they came back to tell us they had seen a vision of angels who declared he was alive. Some of our friends went to the tomb and found everything exactly as the women had reported, but of him they saw nothing.’

Then he said to them, ‘You foolish men! So slow to believe the full message of the prophets! Was it not ordained that the Christ should suffer and so enter into his glory?’ Then, starting with Moses and going through all the prophets, he explained to them the passages throughout the scriptures that were about himself.

When they drew near to the village to which they were going, he made as if to go on; but they pressed him to stay with them. ‘It is nearly evening’ they said ‘and the day is almost over.’ So he went in to stay with them. Now while he was with them at table, he took the bread and said the blessing; then he broke it and handed it to them. And their eyes were opened and they recognised him; but he had vanished from their sight. Then they said to each other, ‘Did not our hearts burn within us as he talked to us on the road and explained the scriptures to us?’

They set out that instant and returned to Jerusalem. There they found the Eleven assembled together with their companions, who said to them, ‘Yes, it is true. The Lord has risen and has appeared to Simon.’ Then they told their story of what had happened on the road and how they had recognised him at the breaking of bread.

[Luke 24:13-35]