Sunday, October 11, 2020
Thursday, July 9, 2020
TÂM SỰ NGƯỜI LÀM VƯỜN
"Chúa vốn là người tình,
Sách vốn là người bạn,
Thơ trốn tâm giao."
Sáng trời âm u ra thăm vườn rau, và vườn cây ăn trái.
Hái trái dâu đen (blackberry) ăn thử chín chưa?
Trái mận Mỹ (plum) và cây lê trái lưa thưa.
Người làm vườn xin vâng với định mệnh thời tiết.
Con mơ kiếp sau làm vườn không bị thời tiết ảnh hưởng.
Con mơ không phải cứ xịt thuốt hoá học chừ bọ, chừ sâu.
Con mơ không phải ngồi lâu đau lưng, nhổ cỏ dại.
Trời nắng chói trang thương hại tấm thân gầy.
Khát nước, từng giọt mồ hôi ước đẩm lưng áo.
Tôi không hiểu cha mẹ năm nào cũng thích trồng vườn rau.
Không phải là một vườn nho nhỏ để giải trí.
Ôi! Mãnh vườn rộng mênh mông bát ngát, đem phục vụ khách hàn.
Tôi khen thầm hai ông bà già sức khoẻ mạnh trời ban.
Hôm nay Chúa động lòng thương có mưa rơi tí tách.
Ở trong nhà cơ hội đọc sách "Chính Bạn Là Một Món Quà" (A gift being yourself).
Đọc trong tuần tỉnh tâm, hôm nay yên tịnh, không nghe tiếng xe cắt cỏ.
Danh tính của thiên nhiên, và thú vật biết thân phận và bổn phận của nó.
Riêng đối với con người thì phức tạp, vì con người có trí óc, mong muốn của riêng mình.
Một trí óc suy nghĩ truyền miên không nghỉ ngơi.
Quá trình học vấn rộng mênh mông như biển cả.
Riêng đối với con người thì Chúa lại đòi hỏi nhiều hơn.
Là lựa trọn và luôn phải phấn đấu.
phấn đấu với cái bóng của riêng mình.
Để đời sống thêm phần thú vị.
Để đời sống thêm phần thú vị.
HBTT
7/27/2020
A GARDENER CONFIDE
"God is a lover,
Books are friends,
Poetry expresses feeling. "
It was gloomy grey morning visiting the vegetable garden, and the orchard.
Picking blackberries to try if they are ripen?
The plum tree and the pear tree, their fruits are sparse.
Being gardener has to obey the fate of the weather.
I wish not to be affected by the weather in Eternal life.
I wish not to spray pesticides to get rid of the bugs and the worms.
I wish not to sit so long hours weeding.
I wish not to endure the itchy of the bugs bite.
Under the hot sun and sweaty, I feel pity for my slim body.
I feel thirsty, and the sweat soaks the back of my shirt.
I don't understand how my parents like to grow vegetable gardens every year?
Not a small garden for enjoyment.
Oh! But a huge garden it is immense, try to please the customers.
I silently compliment my elderly parents that God bestows on them good health.
God is merciful today with a gentle rain.
Stay at home use the opportunity to read good books.
During my retreat, Saturday pleasant, quiet without listen to the mowing grasses.
The identity of nature, and the animal knows its own identity and duty.
But for people particularly complicated, because we have our own mind and desire.
A restless mind constantly ponder, challenging, and new ideas provoking.
The educational process is as vast as the sea.
As for man God is more demanding.
We have to make our own decision and always strive.
We have our own shadow to fight,
that makes life interesting.
"God is a lover,
Books are friends,
Poetry expresses feeling. "
It was gloomy grey morning visiting the vegetable garden, and the orchard.
Picking blackberries to try if they are ripen?
The plum tree and the pear tree, their fruits are sparse.
Being gardener has to obey the fate of the weather.
I wish not to be affected by the weather in Eternal life.
I wish not to spray pesticides to get rid of the bugs and the worms.
I wish not to sit so long hours weeding.
I wish not to endure the itchy of the bugs bite.
Under the hot sun and sweaty, I feel pity for my slim body.
I feel thirsty, and the sweat soaks the back of my shirt.
I don't understand how my parents like to grow vegetable gardens every year?
Not a small garden for enjoyment.
Oh! But a huge garden it is immense, try to please the customers.
I silently compliment my elderly parents that God bestows on them good health.
God is merciful today with a gentle rain.
Stay at home use the opportunity to read good books.
During my retreat, Saturday pleasant, quiet without listen to the mowing grasses.
The identity of nature, and the animal knows its own identity and duty.
But for people particularly complicated, because we have our own mind and desire.
A restless mind constantly ponder, challenging, and new ideas provoking.
The educational process is as vast as the sea.
As for man God is more demanding.
We have to make our own decision and always strive.
We have our own shadow to fight,
that makes life interesting.
Sunday, December 22, 2019
Sunday, December 15, 2019
Hoa Nở Miền Ca-na

Hoa Nở Miền Ca-na
Món quà Chúa tặng tại Ca-na
Trong bữa thành hôn đã xảy ra
Mẹ nhắn: Con ơi nên giúp họ
Chúa rằng: Bà ạ chẳng can ta
Chủ hôn, Chúa hỏi lòng tin chứ?
Đầy tớ, Mẹ khuyên phục lệnh nha
Nước đổ đầy bình đem tiếp đãi
Rượu ngon vui hưởng lòng hoan ca.
9/20/2010
HBTT
Mẹ nhắn: Con ơi nên giúp họ
Chúa rằng: Bà ạ chẳng can ta
Chủ hôn, Chúa hỏi lòng tin chứ?
Đầy tớ, Mẹ khuyên phục lệnh nha
Nước đổ đầy bình đem tiếp đãi
Rượu ngon vui hưởng lòng hoan ca.
HBTT
Thursday, August 8, 2019
Faith
Yes, Life is a journey of faith.
Faith is invisible, unfathomable , and unknowable.
Faith is a mystery beyond our grasp.
Faith is a gift, oh precious gift of faith!
Like the dandelion seeds
Surrendering to the blowing wind,
No matter where they land
The seeds desire to grow and to live to their full potential.
As time marches along, my life is being blown
Wherever the winds of the Holy Spirit desire
Challenging my faith to grow. Amen!
Sr.Agatha Last poem and artworks in Oklahoma and greeting to a new state Indiana.
Tuesday, July 23, 2019
7/21/2019 Ba Ma Toi Tham Lan Cui
Ba Ma toi tham lan cui o tieu bang Oklahoma . Nhung tam tranh duoc treo o nha dong cu, la mot niem vui vo gia de lai cho moi nguoi thuong thuc. Chu thi ra di, nhung vat se o lai.
Friday, July 19, 2019
Saturday, April 27, 2019
Monday, April 22, 2019
Tuesday, March 26, 2019
Special Gifts For The Abbey Of The Promised Land
Nhung tam tranh HBTT tang cho Abbey of the promised land. Ho se chung bay cho nhung nguoi di tinh tam. Cam duoc tinh yeu cua Chua.
Thursday, March 7, 2019
Saturday, February 9, 2019
21 YEARS REFLECTION OF GOD PRECIOUS GIFTS

"With God, all things are possible!"
As time marches from dawn to dusk. Days, months and years swiftly passing like a wind, and like a river constantly nonstop flowing. Often time I feel lost in the current of times, into the shadow, I tend to forget what I have achieved and accomplished in 21 years. Tireless efforts and hard works are gently being kept silence. Today suddenly the Lord inspires me to put it down to writing as something to be grateful, to be cherished, and to remember to praise to the Lord for what He has bestowed upon his lowly servants. Thank God for the precious unique gifts!
Numerous of my artworks are being born in many years starting in 1998.
*In March 1999- 11th grade I received an overall award (best of show) contest of Long Beach, Mississippi Historical society's drawing in pen-ink an old house.
in Algebra I and II class. I won twice the 1st place of the book cover design contest.
*In 2000- 12th grade I won the 1st place of drawing Christmas card contest. My 1st Vietnamese poem got published in the Holy Rosary sister newsletter. I got selected twice by the teacher among 4 best students to exhibit artworks in Louisiana University, competing with many other schools, the students' artwork all are outstanding. It was a great honor to be there and to see it in person. Then in my own school the end of the year they exhibited many of my projects, many of my art pieces got an award ribbons as the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd place.
*In 2001-Graphic design I. The teacher selected 5 best projects, and I was so surprised to be the last one got chosen and have it exhibited along the hallway of the college.
*In 2002-The end of the semester the teacher vote 1 of my project. I sold one piece of my drawing in pen and ink-pointillism.
*In 2002-2007 I did numerous knitting scarfs, hats, 2 sweaters, 2 baby blankets. Most of it for gifts, and some donated to the hospital for babies.
*In 2007- My uncle use one of my design for "May Da Ve Ngan". cover. A Poem book.
*In 2008-I contributed my artworks, poetry, and writing a short story to a Vietnamese website www.dunglac.org. In 2013 the website sadly got closed, due to the person management death.
*In 2010-The dunglac website have a poetry contest "Sen Giua Lay" a series of my artworks got published in the book and the book cover.
*In 2011-My uncle in VN used 1 of my artworks for front book cover. "45 Ky Uc va Uoc Mo" book cover in 4 vol.
*In 2012-My 2nd poem got published in Mount Carmel vol.60 "A Boundless Joy"
*In 2015- My first 6 poems got selected in the collection of Religious Poems volume 5. "Co Mot Vuon Tho Dao. My 1st CD has been born "Trai Tim Goi Moi." along with Dong Khe 2 poems and 5 songs.
***From 2011-2015 My poems and artworks also got published in monthly Vietnamese in Missouri The Heart Of Our Lady "Trai Tim Duc Me" magazine by the Co-Redemption monks. About a dozen times. One poem even got published twice about for Mother's Day "Mung Ngay Hien Mau".
I thank God the greatest treasure are my poems have composed into 10 beautiful songs by 4 Vietnamese musicians. One special one is the "Trai Tim Goi Moi". Imprimatur. By NS Nguyen Van Hien.
1.Trai Tim Goi Moi-NS Nguyen Van Hien
2. Ga Ngheo Trung Thuc-NS Pham Trung
3.Cung Chua Dan Guitar-NS Pham Trung
4. Rabbouni-NS Nguyen Dung
5.5 Sac Hoa-NS Nguyen Dung
6.Xin Duoc Di Mai-TN va NS Nguyen Dung
7.Trang Thanh Bong Me-TN
8.Anh Sang Phuc Sinh-TN
9.The Cross Of Hope-TN
10.Bong Chieu Ta-NS Nguyen Dung
***From (2016-2019)-I was called to do something difference folding origami. My goal is to fold about 100 balls (Kusudama) each year for Paper For Water. In 2018 one of the water wells in Liberia was named after me. Paper For Water with Sister Agatha Yen Pham. I was totally moving. The tears of joy that the Lord used me as his instruments.As I concluding these reflections. In 1999, in the beginning, I told the Lord if I won the contest it will be donated all for charity, and He makes it possible, and what He gave me are beyond my dream. What an amazing mystery unfolding. In 2015 I thought I stop doing projects, but not yet!
I thank the Lord with all of my heart and with all of my soul. I am your little pencil, do with me as you wish.
Love you, Lord
Sr.Agatha Yen Pham
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