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Weekending Commonplace: Those who sow in tears shall reap rejoicing




Today at Friday morning Mass, the Psalm responsorial provided me with a message of hope and encouragement.

I've found that when I go to Mass or open my Bible during devotional time with an open heart and quiet mind, a verse will speak to me in my current circumstances like a gentle reminder that God is near.

I smiled as I heard the cantor read the words and then smiled as I knew I had to share it with you.

There are so many wonderful promises contained in these verses...

our mouth was filled with laughter, our tongue with rejoicing

Then they said to the nations, "the LORD has done great things for us, we are glad indeed."

Restore our fortunes, O LORD, like the torrents in the southern desert.

But the most amazing one is in the response itself: Those who sow in tears shall reap rejoicing!

No matter what you are going through today, repeat this promise to yourself over and over again...I shall reap rejoicing!

From Psalm 126

R. (5) Those who sow in tears shall reap rejoicing.
When the LORD brought back the captives of Zion,
we were like men dreaming.
Then our mouth was filled with laughter,
and our tongue with rejoicing.
R. Those who sow in tears shall reap rejoicing.
Then they said among the nations,
“The LORD has done great things for them.”
The LORD has done great things for us;
we are glad indeed.
R. Those who sow in tears shall reap rejoicing.
Restore our fortunes, O LORD,
like the torrents in the southern desert.
Those that sow in tears
shall reap rejoicing.
R. Those who sow in tears shall reap rejoicing.
Although they go forth weeping,
carrying the seed to be sown,
They shall come back rejoicing,
carrying their sheaves.
R. Those who sow in tears shall reap rejoicing.

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Have a great weekend!

Love you,

Suzanne

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