"CUM GRANDE HUMILITATE!"
A special "Thank you!"
Goes out to
John Michael Talbot
for giving us permission
to use his song on our
"Come to the Quiet"
You Tube Video
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Saturday, April 12, 2025

Sister Briege McKenna, OSC



Thank you, my dear Sister Briege! After nearly 20 years of yours and our prayers, our loving God has finally brought them to fruition with the building of the Portiuncula Chapel next to the Immaculate Conception Cemetery in Ozark, Ohio. Now please pray that the evil attacks by the devil against it be dealt with in Jesus' Holy Name. Amen 










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Altissimu, Omnipotente, Bon Signore

 


The Portiuncula is the womb of Saint Francis' charism and his Order, dedicated to Santa Maria degli Angeli (Our Lady, St. Mary of the Angels). Here Francis died on October 3, 1226.

It was at his Baptism, amidst all the splendor and wealth of the Cathedral of San Rufio, that Saint Francis received the Holy Ghost, but it was here in this poor, crumbling, forgotten ruin that he met God face to face.

We have built a replica of the Portiuncula at the Immaculate Conception Cemetery in Ozark, Ohio




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Thursday, April 10, 2025

Footprints In The Water

 


To say that the road the soul travels to God is through the sea (the Prophet Baruch) and that His footsteps are in the many waters and so unknowable is to say that the way to God is as hidden to the inner senses as would be footprints on the water of the outer senses. The traces God leaves on the souls He wants to bring to Himself are unrecognizable. Secret.


St. John of the Cross
Dark Night of the Soul


 

Your Cell Will Teach You Everything


 In Scetis, a brother went to see Abba Moses and begged him for a word. The old man said, "Go and sit in your cell and your cell will teach you everything."


Saying From the Desert Fathers


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Portiuncula Chapel Prayer

 


Lord God, we have set aside the Portiuncula Chapel for an assembly of Your people. We ask Your blessings on this place that it might serve effectively as an area to promote unity, peace and the furthering of Your kingdom. We command in the name of Jesus that all spirits of discord or evil of any sort depart and we ask, O God, that You send Your angels to guard and protect the Portiuncula Chapel and all who participate in the events held here. We pray through the intercession of Holy Mother Mary and the Saints and in the name of Jesus Christ, our Lord and Savior. Amen

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The Portiuncula Franciscan Hermitage and Retreat Center
P.O. Box 34
Jerusalem, Ohio 43747

The Portiuncula Chapel is located adjacent to the 
Immaculate Conception Catholic Cemetery 
on Ozark-Eddy Bridge Road in Ozark, Ohio 









Wear His Crown Of Thorns As A Crown Of Glory!

 


by
Fra Chris Dickson, F.L.A.
of the Portiuncula Hermitage


I was in an area of complete and utter darkness. Then a mist appeared, through which two hands appeared that were handing me a crown of thorns.

I took the crown of thorns from the outstretched hands and placed it upon my head. As the crown was being seated upon my head, I prematurely winced, fully expecting searing pain from those thorns to shoot through my head and throughout my entire body.

But instead of pain, a warm and wonderful feeling of joy and peace settled over me. I was being bathed in God’s love.

Simultaneously with the crown of thorns being placed upon my head, a vision appeared before me of a glass mirror “unfurling” like a window shade, even though it was glass.

Jesus then appeared in the glass before me.

I was immediately filled with shame because Jesus had caught me wearing his crown, and I immediately pulled it from my head.

As I did, Jesus disappeared.

I then placed the crown back onto my head.

As I did, the glass unfurled before me, and again Jesus was standing before me.

At that moment, the realization hit me that I was looking into a mirror and seeing my own reflection, and that reflection was my Savior and my Lord! And me! One and the same!

This vision greatly troubled me. After all, who did I think I was, anyway? Was I so vain as to think myself equal to Jesus? God forbid! The vision continued to frighten me long afterwards, fearing that my attitude was obviously not right with God…that is, until I heard these words:

“Do not be afraid to put on my crown of thorns.
It is My crown of glory!
Wear it as I did.
I will bear the pain so that you have none.
Then, and only then, will you see Me in glory.
Then we shall meet face to face.
You in me, and I in you.
People will see me in your image.
Give yourselves to Me fully,
And I will come to you in glory…”


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