DAILY CATHOLIC     FRI-SAT-SUN     July 31-August 2, 1998     vol. 9, no. 149


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          With the messages for the world having been concluded three years ago, slowly the public "Hidden Flower of the Immaculate Heart" has been able to return to the fullness of being Cyndi Cain, wife and mother (roles she never abandoned even for a moment during the public years). However, after much prayer and discernment, she feels strongly that there is much God wishes her to share, for He continually teaches us in our hearts and with the grace of the Holy Spirit, we are to share, to learn, to grow and to be there for one another, as He is always there for us.

          In each weekend issue she hopes to find the time in a busy schedule of caring for a sick child, schooling another son, and the regular work of keeping up a home not to mention helping with the ministry, to write a few lines in sharing with all the experiences and lessons learned in her own introspection. Cyndi has chosen to call her few words, humble and poor in the face of the Almighty, "SYMPHONY OF SUFFERING", for He has placed these words in her heart. To suffer: How all hate the thought, and how, when one is a mother who is faced with the onset of an illness for which the cure may be years away we feel our hearts break in many places. Yet, God hears a beautiful melody here. The angels hear it, too, and so do the saints. The melody reaches to the Heavens and joins with the unending chorus of all the hosts of Heaven praising God. It is Cyndi's sincerest hope that perhaps, together with the reader, we can take our sufferings, which are different yet similar, and place them into this great hymn of praise to the Creator, our Lord, God and Savior, Jesus Christ, and learn to make beautiful music unto the Lord. Below is her eleventh stanza.

The Symphony of Suffering is a symphony whose notes will never end

          In reading the Holy Father's Apostolic Letter Dies Domini I began to reflect on Sundays for Sunday, and as is my habit, is the day I love. I like to spend time in prayer (after starting the day with Mass and having a breakfast that my whole family sits down to eat).

          During the time of my prayers, as I am wont to do on occasion, I fell asleep, assured that the angels finished the prayers I was saying from my poor heart.

          Upon awakening, I realized that the Symphony of Suffering, which I have been writing on for some time now, is a Symphony whose notes will never end. Oh yes, the suffering will end when we are in eternity and part of the Heavenly Chorus, but the joyous notes will go on for all eternity.

          I would like to share with you what God has placed upon my heart in this last week. I have come to the understanding in both mind and heart that the world has so changed its face (that is, the society in which we live), that it is not only unrecognizable to me, but one that is sad, for it lacks a heart.

          Yes, the heart has died out of society, because satan started many decades ago to take the heart out of "family", and from there one moral after another fell by the wayside, only to be followed by virtues and all lack of goodness as Jesus taught in the Gospel.

          Where, today, do you find "family" values that are even remotely close to those lived by the Holy Family? Where, today, do you find respect? I am talking about respect in the family, from wife to husband, and vice versa, and very importantly, from children to their parents. I am talking about respect for life, respect for authority in general.

          Do you, as I find, discover that even going shopping is a real trial in humility and long-suffering? Do you feel, as I do, that when you need assistance from a clerk in a store, that the person you finally find, after searching through the store, comes to your assistance as if you were a nuisance? Do you not find, then that the person, who's supposed to "help" you, has no knowledge of what it is you need to purchase, and would just as soon you left, rather than make a sale? Personally, I detest having to shop for anything. There are too many choices and every item, from food, to clothing, to hardware, to anything else is over-priced, ridiculous, and unnecessary to the soul's nurturing.

          I am pondering now on school, for in a few short weeks that "educational" system will rear its ugly head again and the wheels of the School Boards will start turning, and my two sons, both in high school now, will be faced with yet another year of God only knows what learning they'll be given, not to mention the (dare I use the word) role models the teachers give to them, plus the on-going peer pressure of other students who are the epitome of what is base and uncultured and who profess, eagerly, that they are going nowhere fast, have no goals in life, and prefer not to have any...except pipe dreams of multi-million contracts that have become the face of society who worships movie stars, sports figures, and that ilk.

          What a world! What a sad symphony! What are we supposed to do?

          Well, after my prayers on Sunday morning, I realized that, first and always, we must remain steadfast to God, to our Faith, and go as frequently as we can to Holy Mass and to the Sacraments. We need to read Scripture, and the good Spiritual books that are out there, and we need to pray - from our hearts. We need to do each and every one of these things, for that is the way we remain constant in being a part of the Symphony of Suffering. Sure, there are tears. The sorrows are many. But, when we unite them with the Passion of Jesus Christ, then those tears, those sorrows, the anguish and anxiety we feel all become blended into a Symphony whose notes reach the throne of Almighty God, and cause Our Heavenly Father to act.

          Isn't that what Our Lady has been saying for all these years at Medjugorje and throughout the world to many visionaries and locutionists? Isn't that what Our Blessed Mother said at Fatima, Lourdes, LaSalette, and back before those times?

          Have we listened? Have we persevered? Are we persevering?

          Take a good look at the world in which you live and see what it is that your children or grand children are learning, what it is they see and hear every day? Is God in this world, or is He some minor player Whose Holy Name is only spoken on Sunday, and then for forty-five minutes to one hour as Mass is heard and everyone rushes out - because life is just so busy.

          God is not busy. God is not a busy-body. God Is, and because He Is, we are, and we belong to Him. In belonging to Him, we make beautiful music unto the throne of God, even in the midst of suffering. We are supposed to cry out to Him and to tell Him that things aren't going well here on earth. Sure, God already knows that, but He does like to hear it from us.

          Telling Him helps us to weather the storms, to keep our perspective, and to fight back against satan's encroaching foothold in the world through our prayers, our faith, our trust and hope and love.

          So, for the coming week, let us together make a united effort to say one extra prayer, be it an Our Father, Hail Mary, Glory Be, the Chaplet of Divine Mercy, the Rosary, or whatever favorite prayer you might have. Let us offer that one extra prayer so that God will know that we are well aware how the world is playing a very sad, discordant tune, and each day that tune becomes more discordant. Let Him know that we turn to Him in full faith, hope, and trust, and that with expectant faith we look to Him for the solution. We look to Him and ask, with trust and hope, that His Mother's Immaculate Heart will triumph very soon. When Our Lady's Heart Triumphs, as God has promised, then the Symphony of Suffering will take on a new melody, and that melody will be so much closer to the pure heavenly notes of the Chorus of Angels and Saints in Heaven, and won't that be much better than what we presently have?

          Oh, that it may be tomorrow! Let us pray. Let our hearts be raised to God, and let the Symphony of Suffering cause God to bring Mercy upon His people, for surely we are in great need!

Cyndi Cain

July 31-August 2, 1998       volume 9, no. 149


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