For the bewildered

[lynnehelen]

In American Literature lectures in college I was taught about the theme of “bewilderment” in early American life.

Imagine the bewilderment of black African slaves 300 years ago!

The lecture was about English and other European settlers.

The theme still applies today.

I relate to it as a first-generation American, particularly as one with English antecedency, my very language is at war with me. I lost so much of my life to the process of finding my way.

Is it okay to love music that reminds me of my roots(the Beatles) and music that transported me to my new life in New Jersey (Frankie Valli)–which I am coming back to now as I struggle to resettle after a difficult cross-cultural divorce/marriage/trying to raise our son?

My husband (ex) must also be experiencing particular bewilderment as well, I’m not really sure.

I have a particular, minor practical issue that is driving me crazy but could lead to serious trouble if not attended to properly and I am…bewildered.

Please pray, wanting to keep my mind on the admirable and lovely, right now the song “Blackbird” by John Lennon and Paul McCartney seems to be it and having trouble finding the Lord in all this.

 

[NeedsMercy]

For your intentions…

Our Father, Who art in Heaven, hallowed be Thy Name. Thy Kingdom come. Thy Will be done, on earth as it is in Heaven. Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Amen.

Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou amongst women and blessed is the Fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death. Amen.

Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit, as it was in the beginning, is now and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.

Memorare
Remember, O most gracious Virgin Mary, that never was it known that anyone who fled to thy protection, implored thy help, or sought thy intercession was left unaided. Inspired by this confidence, I fly unto thee, O Virgin of virgins, my mother. To thee do I come, before thee I stand, sinful and sorrowful. O Mother of the Word Incarnate, despise not my petitions, but in thy mercy hear and answer me. Amen.