The Sheepfold and the Voice of the Shepherd

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Stone sheepfold John 10:22-30 Recently my boys have been spending a great deal of time outside in the area that will soon be transformed into our garden. They spend endless hours digging in the dirt for worms. They then promptly take those worms and throw them to the chickens. It amazes me how even chickens can learn to recognize sounds or voices. My oldest makes this funny high-pitched sound when he comes out of the house and heads toward the coop. The chickens practically fall over themselves running toward the fence or out of the coop when they hear him making his sound. They know there is food to follow! In Sunday's Gospel Jesus tells us that, "My sheep hear my voice. I know them, and they follow me." and "I am the gate for the sheep." Today, again, Jesus mentions that His sheep know His voice and follow Him.  In these few verses we learn that Jesus is both gate and shepherd for the sheep. In those days and even today in some places, a sheepfold w
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The Seven Sorrows of Mary - Poem

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September 15th – Our Lady of Sorrows
Devotion to Our Lady of Sorrows

John 19:25-27

SEVEN SORROWS OF MARY

The Prophecy of Simeon

The Mother stands with infant child,
And in her mind thoughts run wild,
A prophecy he dared to say.
The first sword to pierce the day

The Flight into Egypt

Leave house and home and all you see,
Into the desert three must flee,
Death a king does cast your way.
The second sword to pierce the day.

The Loss of the boy Jesus in the Temple

The fear of loss does pierce thy heart,
You know not if the child did start,
Nor if he stayed or pulled away.
The third sword to pierce the day.

Meeting Jesus on the Way of the Cross

The eyes of Him now meets your own,
As He walks that road alone,
What can you do, what can you say?
The fourth sword to pierce the day.

The Crucifixion of Jesus

Your flesh and blood your only child,
Pierced by - a crowd gone wild,
All have left, they’ve run away.
The fifth sword to pierce the day.


The taking down of Jesus from the Cross

Into your arms, His life is spent,
His garments and his body rent,
You had hoped for some other way.
The sixth sword to pierce the day.

The burial of Jesus

The ground receives him dank and dark,
Yet still within pierced heart - a spark,
With head bowed down you went away.
The final sword to pierce the day.

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