ChattyKathy

Well prior to my looking I'd never heard the word transubstantiation before. How at the moment of consecration the elements of bread and wine transform into the body and blood of Jesus Christ. Prior to this during communion with twi or my former church it was all symbolic. And symbolism within itself if a good thing of course but with your faith it appears there is a mutual belief that with God there is no confined understanding of time and therefore Christ continues to be a living sacrifice. Continues being the critical word here. I'm floundering at best in my explanation I suspect so please don't reveal the laughter I may cause you but this viewing Christ as continuance has to aid in your understanding such things as suffering. How that can be with and for in ways I've only skimmed I suspect.

Sudo in Open Ala, here goes kiddo! B)

Mark, I do believe that your understanding of the body and blood of Christ in the Catholic Eucharist is to your advantage in understanding here. I've looked into things since leaving twi never in my wildest dreams would I think I ever would and it would seem the partaking of is far greater than a symbolic one as I have my lifetime understood it to be. Could it be you have an advantage over myself in understanding fuller this with. And I meant not to derail the subject matter in my explanation. And yes someday my sister and brother will again be face to face with me.

Sudo, I'm very sorry for the difficulties your family is going through due to a 16 year old being a 16 year old. But I sure am thankful she has such fine parents that intercede for her while she grows up and finds her way. I've missed you!

Before my little sister died she had taken on a change in what she felt. I wouldn't listen to my mother fully for years due to my disagreement with thinking she was in heaven. But when I left twi in 02 I began to consider other peoples faiths as they spoke and even recognize mutual understandings that rather amazed me. Not twi understandings but things of God not confined to a faith. Because of this I finally allowed my mother to tell me of my sisters last days again. I'd heard her tell me before but with ears that refused to allow heaven in the equation. So I failed to really hear her. She had moved on in her thinking days before she pulled her hand from my mothers and moaned as mother pleaded to God to make her whole. Josie had taken on peacefulness devoid of any noticeable pain important enough to her to ask my mother for powerful drugs that were available. And pain was what all the doctors had said she would be in at this phase. Josie was no saint, oh in my heart and every single person that ever met her she was though. In her lifetime she never had an enemy. None! And this little girl had a heart the size of the universe and had seen much loss. I can't tell you all she did truly suffer but the loss of a set of twins less than two days after birth and a boy only 7 days after his birth was some. And she was looking forward to seeing those babies she'd never gotten to raise. For her the boys she had brought into this world knew they had gotten all she could be as a mother (both now serving our country and one on second tour of Iraq while the other prepares to go). Truth be told I scolded her once for leaving the dinner dishes as she did while heading out with roller-skates in hand and she quickly looked back at me without breaking her stride and said Sissy, the dishes will be here when they are grown and gone. And off her and the boys went skating down the sidewalk. She knew she had been there for those boys that now would lose her but she knew they were secure in what love was. Her body was gone; she was unable to get out of bed. She was ready to move on. I can't blame her for that now, nor did I then for I had seen the great suffering she had done yet at her last days according to my mother she was at peace that her family would be taken care of and that she would see those babies's again. When she closed her eyes she didn't suffer, but we did. She hadn't suffered for days according to my mother. She wasn't a saint but this is the best I can understand this thing. I don't understand why she was't healed in the first place but it seems to be part of life. But I do know in those last days according to my mothers reliving them again for me that she didn't think of suffering at all. I don't know. I'm just trying to fit new light of understanding into a head that sometimes needs to see examples to make it click. Even if in no way am I comparing the suffering of Josie with the suffering of Paul. Thanks for listening.

Suffering seems to be one of those perception words. Who's looking at it matters greatly. I've no doubt Paul's understanding of suffering was unlike any suffering I've done. And I can only imagine he believed his cause which was God's cause was worth any physical lack he did have, as the Bible clearly states. He had little in ways of possessions and traveled with no guarantees of any comfort in bedding and food. But his life had meaning and he knew it, he knew he had something far greater in the mix than to be concerned with the temporal physical discomforts. I can't imagine he laid on the ground under a tree eating of figs and roots at times (I can surmise he must have had to in his travels) cursing his lot in life. Oh why haven't I high speed connections and an automatic car with air-conditioning. It was the absence of his even considering his momentary discomfort that was so notable. His sufferings for the lack in the body not lack in Jesus Christ or what he had accomplished on the cross aided in the body being strengthened. Why did he have to, why do men and women of godly substance suffer today. Maybe because it doesn't mean to them what it may to me. Suffering isn't a burden to them, it's a joy.

Morning Y'all. A couple things I've noticed with my quick review of our new place is: You can only edit a post up to 2 hours and then the edit option is removed. And within that time frame, even 1 minute past the post time will show edit. Those are the two things very different. Well html is very different but I don't use that so the above two things seem to be the only real differences that I personally will have to get use to. But other than that it's quite nice around here, and even that will become familiar no doubt. Rick, thanks for my face! Ala, sounds like a mixture of fun and work going on there. Although it seems your hubby hasn't minded you chatting me at all hours from that current computer location. :) Hmmm, I was trying to post a new reply and I keep ending up inside my old one. I guess I have more to learn here than I realized. Okay, let me try again and see if this shows up alone. So what does a fast reply look like? weirdski Help, I'm stuck inside this post.

I've not the time now to give it but for me this suffering is more a will to make up the lack within the community of God's children.

Sweet! And good morning to you. I'm trying to find my way around our new digs. I think Rick can help me get my face back which will make me happy. I notice you have no edit time now though, oops.

Sounds wonderful Moon Girl. ;) I just wanted to see what this guy looked like. I tried to replace my face but it wouldn't work. :(

I second that!

Hey, I love your tag line btw! Be safe today and if you run into any O'Shaughenessy or Ross boys give em a hug for me okeedokee!

Nah, he doesn't seem capable of being scared off I've noticed. ;)--> And Paw is grand ain't he to take such good care of us like this, as well as his cyber helpers.

Gosh, I was way to serious last night.

I have heard what you speak of at great length from several men who are or were there and knows the truth. One thing and then I'll not turn this into 'tacks okay. But I've heard it said well we wouldn't need to help them build an infrastructure if we hadn't blown theirs up (well you know the concept I'm getting at I'm sure). And sure that's logically if always true but it's not. The work that I've been told was done by people that literally were out there doing it was these people never had this, it wasn't destroyed because it NEVER existed. I shall be quiet now. :)-->

You're right they are critical tools but the job I just completed was difficult because I didn't build the data bases I was taking from and visually no formula appears (as you know) unless you look at each cell and when you have thousands of figures and percentages to pull out you can't check for all those fancy pancy formulas that someone built into the data bases I was using. So I would alter things I could see that would screw up my formula once transferred. And you couldn't see it until it was transferred not the first but second time, now what's up with that! And as I looked back upon my labor I saw what once was a number was now a zero or what once was a set of numbers two cells down now were no longer the same numbers. GRRRR. Then with head bowed with embarrassment I asked the boss to please tell me why was that happening to me because indeed I would go mad if it continued. He didn't think he liked the mad option as he has too much work for me to do so he showed me I had to also click values. Such a simple little function made my whole world work right again. :)-->

Okay, I should be back to work, but dadgum I've put in 10 hour days without even breaks so heckaroonie. Shell, brush your eyes? :D--> Okay now I simply must leave, this giddy thing I have going on just won't cut it with this serious work I have. ;)--> I'm really gone now.

Hi y'all! Shell, it's Excel and I've been looking at it for too long but at last the project that was on by back is done. Just in time also because I'm needed on other things and my boss has just been waiting on me. Okay back to work I guess, it was nice seeing y'all. (PS...I owe emails to some of y'all and I promise to get them returned soon okay)

Well I'm up for some rockin' and I betcha so is Moon Girl. And patience is something I have so sure thing dude I can wait for ya! :)-->

;)--> Ala, cute!

Good morning y'all. Be well today. Sorry I can't stay and play.

Rick, what an appropriate choice, some good ole Texas blues! After all what did blues come from but life itself. Thanks. Sudo, what a treat seeing your font. I do believe ya love us dude. ;)--> Ala you're fun to watch prepare for things. Do continue to tell okeedokee. I must retire I worked too many hours today and must be in early again in the morning. I'm fried. Be well all!

Hmmm, Moon Girl.... I have the keys to his place so do you want me to go raid his studio when he's sleeping and report back to you? ;)--> But when would I do that I wonder? The man doesn't sleep like normal people you know!