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The mind is like a clock that is constantly running down. It has to be wound up daily with good thoughts.
Fulton J. Sheen



Christian television has come such a long way! I’m strolling down memory lane today and I'm recalling how my mom would watch Life is Worth Living, a religious tv program, taught by Archbishop Fulton J. Sheen. I was very young, but remember how she looked forward to it the way I eagerly watch Enjoying Everyday Life with Joyce Meyer these days. I was too little to comprehend the teachings, but I loved the serenity that filled our home at those times. Fulton Sheen was a big proponent of drawing away for quiet times with the Lord and he encouraged his listeners to do likewise.

Here are some of his quotes to make you smile:



I feel it is time that I also pay tribute to my four writers, Matthew, Mark, Luke and John.

Hearing nuns' confessions is like being stoned to death with popcorn.

The big print giveth, and the fine print taketh away.




What always amazed me as a little five or six year old, was how the angels always wiped his large blackboard clean during the commercials! When I asked the nuns how they did it, they gave their pat answer….”it’s a miracle.”


Have a safe, happy Labor Day weekend and make sure you fill up with inspiration at Spiritual Sundays.

Comments

  1. AndreaSeptember 5, 2009 at 7:06 PM

    Beautiful.
    Hope you are doing well. Doug is a bit under the weather with respiratory yuck. We had a great day today with the kids. They were all here for chase's 21st Birthday (my middle son). Doug and I both love listening to the kids laugh and chat amongst themselves. What a blessing!

    Praying for you and the family. I have been thinking about you a lot lately. My heart continually storms the heavens on your behalf. Whatever the trial....remember, GOD always reigns victorious in the end.

    Much love and prayers, andrea

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  2. Pom PomSeptember 5, 2009 at 7:24 PM

    I hope you have a lovely Labor Day, too! Rest and refuel, friend!

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  3. KarenSeptember 5, 2009 at 7:27 PM

    You always bring a smile to my face. God bless you.

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  4. LorenSeptember 5, 2009 at 7:40 PM

    I too enjoy watching Joyce! She said something the other day in fact that made me think of you immediately
    "Praise is Gods language
    Negativity is satans language"

    You are filled with praise Mary and I say thankyou for glorifying HIM and being LIKE HIM in all your ways!
    I love and adore you!

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  5. CharlotteSeptember 5, 2009 at 8:30 PM

    It is amazing how things we hear and see as a child make lasting impressions on our minds. This was a good thing you were impressed with. Thank you for sharing it with us.
    Blessings,
    Charlotte

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  6. Ziggy StardustSeptember 5, 2009 at 9:06 PM

    That was fun to read, the quotes are great. Thanks for making me smile.

    God bless you Anne

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  7. CathySeptember 5, 2009 at 9:15 PM

    Thanks for the smiles. I miss my Christian TV on Direct TV and spend too much time with the news on. I need to listen to all the beautiful CDs I have.

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  8. Mevely317September 5, 2009 at 9:36 PM

    ...and smiling I am, after reading these words! Stoned w/ popcorn? ~ How my hubby will love this!

    You've been on my mind, sweet Mary. Sending hugs,

    Myra

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  9. DeniseSeptember 6, 2009 at 2:18 AM

    So beautiful sweetie.

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  10. Kim @ Homesteader's HeartSeptember 6, 2009 at 4:22 AM

    Oh sweet memories my friend. I loved the quotes. Those were funny!!
    My parents LOVE the 700 Club with Pat Robertson. They have watched that for years.
    Big Sunday hugs to you!!
    Kim

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  11. Ginger~~Enchanting CottageSeptember 6, 2009 at 4:53 AM

    What beautiful memories you have.The quotes indeed made me laugh, thank-you.
    Blessings,
    Ginger

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  12. Debbie PetrasSeptember 6, 2009 at 9:34 AM

    Happy Sunday Mary. Isn't it something how certain things about our childhood sticks with us? Loved the bit about the nuns erasing the board.

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  13. Sandi@ Rose Chintz CottageSeptember 6, 2009 at 9:40 AM

    What a lovely post, Mary! I too enjoy listening to Joyce Meyer every day! She is a wonderful teacher. Have a lovely and restful Sunday.

    Blessings,
    Sandi

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  14. MarySeptember 6, 2009 at 10:13 AM

    Love the quotes, especially the big and fine print! Wonderful post..thanks so much!

    Have a blessed week-end!

    Mary

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  15. rcubesSeptember 6, 2009 at 10:19 AM

    Hi sister. Just got home. Wonderful quotes :) Just want to say have a great weekend...

    You loved the serenity that filled your home...serenity that comes from the knowing the Lord. Glory to God!

    Blessings and love to you sister.

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  16. Warren BaldwinSeptember 6, 2009 at 2:41 PM

    Neat memories! I have read some of Fulton Sheens works and they were good. I think I saw him on tv once years ago.

    Thank you for your visit to Family Fountain. wb

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  17. nannykimSeptember 6, 2009 at 3:27 PM

    Love those quotes--they make me smile. I also like to listen to Joyce--but haven't been doing so resently.

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  18. LisaShawSeptember 6, 2009 at 6:13 PM

    Precious friend, you're on my heart this evening. Praying for you and your entire family.

    Thank you for sharing with us and I pray you are having a peaceful weekend in Jesus Name.

    I have come along with Joyce M since 1986. Love her.

    Blessings and love.

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  19. jeanneSeptember 6, 2009 at 8:36 PM

    Love the quotes and your memories of spiritual TV shows. I too remember those Sundays.

    Hugs...Jeanne

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  20. christy roseSeptember 7, 2009 at 10:26 PM

    It is just amazing how much we see and hear as children really do make an impact on our lives. This was a great post Mary!

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