Thought of the Day



Friday, 30 October 2009

Again....

Sapper Steven Marshall, 24

"Steven will be remembered as the life of his section. He had an incredible sense of humour and a contagious grin that never left his face even in the most difficult of times," Brig.-Gen. Jonathan Vance said. "He would embrace every situation and always found and shared that silver lining with his mates."

Marshall joined the army a little over two years ago and was deployed with the 1st Battalion Princess Patricia's Canadian Light Infantry Battle Group.

"Having arrived in the theatre of operations less than a week ago, he was eager to get out and begin making a difference," Vance said.

Dear Lord, we pray for a just and decisive end to this war and all other wars, lasting peace for all nations and the safe return home of all our loved ones.

Amen.


Terry Nelson's Official Hallowe'en Costume!

My official declaration on Hallowe'en

When I was a kid Hallowe'en was FUN! We got to dress up, get loads of candy and sore stomachs. It was a fun day for KIDS. Fun. Do kids even KNOW how to have fun without being plugged into something anymore?

We would scrounge through old clothes and the toy box and the second hand store for stuff to make costumes. Cardboard boxes were repurposed as robots, swords, crowns, etc. Mom's old lilac polyester nightgown became a princess dress. Grandma's old costume jewellery adorned the gypsies. Or you went to the five-and-dime and bought a black plastic cape and uncomfortable false teeth and used your water color paint box to turn your face green (which had the unfortunate after effect of lasting for a few days!)

Mr. Borden the neighbour would always buy some fireworks and shoot them off for all the kids and their parents to enjoy. And who can forget sticking your hand inside the cold clammy guts of a pumpkin as you hollowed it out? And dragging your pillow out of its case so you could fill with candy and then counting all your loot and trading with your siblings for your favorites.

Ah yes, Hallowe'en in the good old days - before kids dressed as pimps and pregnant nuns.

I'll have to dig out some old Hallowe'en photos and post them!

Email from Af'stan

I got a one line email from Luke. He knew the soldier that died on Wednesday. He could give no further details except that Justin had a good sense of humor.

Dear Lord, we pray for a just and decisive end to this war and all other wars, lasting peace for all nations and the safe return home of all our loved ones. Amen.

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Thursday, 29 October 2009

Today was better

Today was better than yesterday. Went to Mass, stayed for the Rosary. Funny thing - mostly I prayed for the soldier that died yesterday. Normally I'd be begging God to keep Luke safe -which I still do - but taking the focus off yourself is a good thing.

Thank you to everyone that is praying for us.

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Ramp ceremony

I got an email this morning from my friend Dawn. Her son is serving in Afghanistan too. Lt. Boyes, the young soldier killed yesterday, was her son's lieutenant. I have nothing more to add.

Pray for all of them.

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Help

I had a terrible nightmare Tues/Wed night. I woke up around 3:00 AM (2:30 PM Wednesday in Afghanistan.) I dreamed that Luke and I were fighting with each other, yelling and screaming. It was AWFUL. It's been a terrible day there and I fear it will get worse as the election nears.

I have been getting slack in my prayers. When Luke first left I prayed the Divine Mercy chaplet twice a day. I swore I was going to go to Mass three times a week and pray the Rosary every day. I was going to finally memorize St. Michael's prayer. And on and on....

The last few days I was praying the Chaplet 10 minutes before going to bed which means I am tired and distracted. I consoled myself by saying my prayers don't prevent death in Afghanistan. My prayers only help the sick and those already dying. Ugh. How lame and pathetic.

Please help me pray. I can't do this on my own.

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Wednesday, 28 October 2009

Almighty Father, eternal God, hear our prayers for Your son Justin whom You have called from this life to Yourself. Grant him happiness, and peace. Let him in safety through the gates of death, and live forever with all Your saints in the light You promised to Abraham and to all his descendants in faith. Guard him from all harm and on that great day of resurrection and reward raise him up with all Your saints. Pardon his sins and give him eternal life in Your kingdom. We ask this through Christ our Lord. Amen.

Justin was 26. He leaves to mourn his wife Alanna and son James, 3. He was killed 10 days into his second deployment to Afghanistan.

Yes, Luke knew him.

Pray for all of them.

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Tuesday, 27 October 2009

Monday, 26 October 2009

D & P and the Winnipeg Statement

Something that occurred to me today....the same bishops that brought you Development and Peace in 1967 also wrote the Winnipeg Statement in 1968.

By their (rotten) fruits you shall know them....


Sunday, 25 October 2009

My new favorite bishop!

You can read all about him here.
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It's official....

Sept. 18, 2010
Luke and Nikki
I couldn't be more THRILLED!
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Search and Rescue

I was yakking on facebook messenger last night. Not the best way to communicate but there you have it. I was chatting with a friend of my step-daughter. "Lee" is a 30 year old social worker who identifies herself as Catholic.

Most of the time when we chat we make silly jokes or talk about how to fix her up with my eldest son. She met him this summer at a family wedding and has a bit of a crush on him. He likes her too but they live about 1000 miles apart so it's probably not going anywhere.

A few weeks ago she told me she was Catholic but in the same breath said it would be fun to get married in Vegas. And I don't mean at a Catholic church there. She said they have a family friend who is a priest who would dress up as Elvis. I nearly gagged.

We had a pretty deep conversation about one of the Six Precepts of the Church - the one about going to Mass every Sunday and refraining from servile work. She goes to Mass once in awhile but disagrees with most of Church teaching. She told me which parish she attends and when I looked it up on the internet I could tell it was an aging hippie kinda place. Such a shame too because she has a good bishop.

So last night she admitted to me that she had once escorted a rape victim to get an abortion as it was part of her duties at work. My knee jerk reaction was to "un-friend" her and delete her email address but not before I warned my son to stay far, far away from her (which would amount to nothing because he is as liberal as she is.) Instead I took a breath and kept pushing on with the conversation.

She is so mired in relativism it's a wonder she has an opinion about anything. She said that as she has matured her opinions about things have expanded and changed. Yeah, be careful Lee - don't open your mind so much that all common sense falls out! I admitted to her that when I was her age I would have agreed with her on many issues. Living together? Why not? Abortion - wouldn't have one myself but I can't make that decision for anyone else. Gay marriage? Awww...those poor people - sure, let's make sure they can be just like us. UGH!

We kept circling back to the rape victim and I reminded her that only in abortion after rape does the innocent victim get the death sentence. She countered that the life of that child would have been horrible and nobody would have supported the mother. I said that Birthright would have helped. They can help arrange for adoption too by putting the mother in touch with appropriate agencies. I mentioned that pro life advocate, mom of 5, and lawyer Rebecca Kiessling was conceived in rape and her life is worthy and a blessing. Lee couldn't argue with that.

I asked Lee if she had confessed her part in procuring the abortion. She said she spoke to the priest who is their family friend. They spoke in general about it. She said, "he's quite liberal." I replied, "no kidding." Actually I did not use the word "kidding."

At this point I was starting to boil over and I told her that when I changed my opinions it was in response to God's initiative to me, not because I talked to a bunch of misled souls who were pro -gay/pro-abortion/anti-Christian. Amazingly she did not "un-friend" me! In fact she said "you must not like me anymore." I told her that I did indeed like her and I was just speaking out of concern for her eternal soul.

Nothing she has brought up about the Church is anything new or original. It's the same old tired slogans trotted out again and again. Instead of making inroads into my heart they are only serving to strengthen me against the lies of the evil one.

I counselled her to go to confession about escorting the rape victim to the abortion clinic. Even if she doesn't get why it's wrong and that might mitigate some of her guilt hopefully the priest will instruct her. She promised me that "next time our church does a general absolution service I will go." I practically screamed "those services are not licit! They are only for large groups in danger where private confession is not immediately possible and as soon as the danger is past the people must present themselves for individual confession."

She then asked me a very good question - "they why do they have them?" I completely lost all sense of decorum and kindness and barked, "for the effin' panty waist liberals!" I think she laughed. In a way I felt bad for being so earthy but like I always say - meet them where they are!

Finally the conversation wound down and she said "great conversation!" like we were talking about something bland and mundane! Argh! Like many young people I know she also said she likes hearing different "opinions." I'm sorry Hon, those are not my opinions - they are the revealed Truth of the Holy Catholic Church! These truths are 2000 years old.

In spite of her views I do see her heart and it is good. She genuinely cares for people and does not want to see them hurting or suffering. Her methods might help in the (very) short run but in the end we are all here to work out our salvation and her ways are ultimately going to hurt people. She just hasn't seen the end result of her social experiments.

Pray for her and the millions out there that are just like her.

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Body count.....



.....#3 is gone now. But the cat is starting to think this is a game and played with this one! Hubby nipped that in the bud. (Had to salvage his image as the Great White Hunter after I made the first kill!)

Update: Sunday night - we got another one. This one was hanging in the freakin' curtains! I really, really hope this it! The adrenaline surges are getting a bit much.

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Saturday, 24 October 2009

Stoopid

I did a bad thing last night. I accidentally deleted my entire blog roll. GRRRrrrr!


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Update....went to Cathy's blog and salvaged what I could. If I missed you drop a line in the combox!
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All things heinous, trashy and hilarious....

Oh my gosh....I am such a red neck...and so tacky.....but this site is so funny and so over the top!

Warning: lots of cleavage but no actual nudity.

Critter capers

A few days ago I found a little surprise in my washing machine. Well, apparently Mr. Beady Eyes has a mate. She was under the love seat this morning. How did I know? - my cat suddenly began casing the furniture.

I put on my knee high rubber boots (Mrs. Beady was NOT going to be running over MY feet!) and grabbed the love seat and pulled it up. I expected the mouse to run out. Nope. She was hanging onto the back of the couch!!!! I said a bad word.

The mouse jumped off the back of the couch and ran under the TV stand. The stand has smoked glass shelves so my cat could see it running around underneath but could not catch it. Finally the mouse ran behind the book shelf but the cat thought it was under the end table. I moved the bookshelf, grabbed the cat and shoved her behind the shelves.

BAM! She had that little sucker in her mouth. She ran to the back of the house while I ran to the front to open the door. I went to the bedrooms to coax the cat out but by then she was in kitchen with her prize. She dumped it on the floor under the table. The mouse was obviously injured or in shock or both (who cares?!) as it lay there twitching. I don't normally think fast in crisis situations but I knew it was up to me to finish the job.

All my baking pans are stacked on the kitchen table because the mice were getting into the drawer where I normally keep them. I grabbed a 13" x 9" cake pan and slammed it on the mouse! Twice! Mousey bye-bye.

I swept it up and deposited the corpse outside. UGH!

The cat is still looking for it in the house (I guess she doesn't get it that I killed it) but she's not casing anything now (there is a difference) so I hope this is the end of my mouse caper. I will be mucking out the porch today which is where they seem to be coming in and hopefully I won't find any more evidence of unwanted visitors!!!

Warning! Lethal weapon!

Update - I found the hole...and the nest....and poo.....let's just say a lot of bleach was used in my house today.

Thursday, 22 October 2009

Genuflection reflection

Terry has a post up that made me think about genuflecting. Now my situation might be different than yours because our church is built "in the round." I do not genuflect the moment I walk into the church proper even though I pass the tabernacle. I wait until I circle half way around the church to my usual seat. Then I genuflect and enter the pew. Sometimes this means I nod hello to fellow parishioners before I greet Jesus. I don't like that idea.

Occasionally I will need to exit the pew before Mass starts to pick up a missal or hymnal that I forgot on the way in. Or I might need to get a sip of water so I don't disturb everyone around me by coughing. Usually I genuflect as I exit the pew and again when I enter. Sometimes I will see a person trying to manage a walker and the doors leading into the church and I just jump up and walk-run to help them. Should I still genuflect when exiting the pew even if precious seconds are lost and someone could get hurt if they fall before I get there?

If I have already greeted Jesus when I enter the church how many times do I have to keep genuflecting? One the one hand I want to show respect. On the other hand I don't want to seem overly hung up on it.

I wonder what you think?

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Wednesday, 21 October 2009

What's in a name?

Last night I was flipping through my bible and I thought I should read something I had never read before. I opened up the book to Amos in the Old Testament.

"Amos," I prayed, "what would you like to tell me?"

I started reading the first verse..."The words of Amos, who was among the shepherds of Tekoa..." and I stopped.

Tekoa is the name of a son of a recently departed friend. I always thought it was some New Age made up name.

I knew what the prophet Amos (whose name means "burden") was trying to say - he wanted me to pray for Tekoa, his late mother and the rest of the family who are still in mourning. I did so.

After doing a little bit more research I found out that "Tekoa" appears 10 other times in the bible. I had no idea! I hope Tekoa will be OK. He is only about 12 years old - so young to lose his mom.

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A surprise in my washing machine....

Before I left for work this morning I was going to throw the sheets in the washing machine. When I opened the lid I let out a blood-curdling scream! I even scared Hubby! What would cause me to shriek like that, you ask? There was a dead mouse in the machine!

It must have been like falling in a well for the little sucker. Even with the drainage holes in the tub he couldn't climb up and out (thank goodness as I've been trying to trap this thing for days!)

Hubby removed the beast and I ran the washing machine through a full cycle with boiling hot water and lots of bleach. By the time I left for work my adrenaline was still pumping but I am just glad this thing isn't running around my house anymore. Blech!

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Tuesday, 20 October 2009

Married Anglican priests coming home....

Watching the news tonight and Hubby sees that sometime in the near future Holy Mother Church may be welcoming certain Anglicans back into the fold. He does not like the idea that someday we may have a priest who is married and was Anglican. I have no problem with it. He was shocked!

What do you think?

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Charitable giving guidelines.

Christmas is coming soon and with it heartfelt pleas for donations of money and gifts. Why people aren't giving all year round is a mystery to me - every day the poor are hungry and in need. In any case we need to help them.

What is help to a poverty stricken village or a hungry person?

Is it giving them condoms when they have nothing to eat? Is it giving some child a box of stuff once every 5 years (if that?) Here are suggestions for helping and making your money go as far as possible.

Make arrangements that items are purchased in the country where they will be used. This stimulates the local economy and gifts and food are culturally appropriate. As much as possible ensure that the money does not go towards shipping, administration, brokerage and/or customs fees. Try to remain a constant presence until the person/family/village has become independent.

There are numerous charities out there that follow the guidelines above. Our parish supports a mission in Peru. Money goes into the Padre's account in Canada (he is a Canadian missionary priest) and he purchases food, blankets, shoes, etc. in Peru.

It's a win/win situation!

PS - I once read a story where some organization donated peanut butter to poor people in a war torn country. These people had no idea what peanut butter was. They did not like it no matter how hungry they were. The peanut butter came in tubes. The children played with them, squishing the peanut butter all over the ground. What a waste.

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Monday, 19 October 2009

Look what I received in the mail today...

After the painful discussions I had with my Obama lovin' friend Ann this weekend I was heartened to receive this in the mail today from Campaign Life Coalition....

For Caroline

Hi Caroline,
Thanks for your comment requesting more information about the Samaritan's Purse boxes. I wrote this post several years ago but am reprinting it as it's a rather timely piece of information.

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They're baaaaaaaaaaaaaaack.....those green and red boxes ....the Operation Christmas Child shoe box, the brainchild of Samaritan's Purse which is run by Christian Fundamentalist Franklin Graham, son of Billy Graham. I mounted a campaign several years ago to get them out of our parish. After Father did his homework and telephoned and interviewed the "Shoe Box" people he banned them.

Operation Christmas Child is a tool for Evangelical Christians to proselytize children who are Muslim or Catholic. They do it under the guise of sending out Christmas gifts to kids in villages of developing nations. Each area can only receive these gift boxes every 5 years. Often these gifts contain inappropriate items, ie; shampoo or toothpaste in a country where water is scarce. They are given out at a Christian rally along with literature to encourage these children to embrace fundamentalist Christianity. Since Fundamentalism is generally opposed to Catholicism I was very unhappy that our parish was supporting this.

Other relief organisations were scathing of Samaritan's Purse's actions in Nicaragua in the aftermath of Hurricane Mitch in 1999 which left over ten thousand people dead or missing and considerably more homeless. Rather than focus on helping people, Samaritan's Purse used up potential relief money arranging an evangelical concert at the national baseball stadium in Managua. 50,000 children - mainly Catholics - were whisked away in rented buses to the stadium to listen to Graham who flew in on a private jet, preached his brand of Christianity and then rewarded the children with a shoebox of gifts and a Bible (not a Catholic one!)

When you mix humanitarian work in an impoverished country with evangelisation you create a problem. You have desperate people and you have someone who has food in one hand and a Bible in another. Christian missionaries in 19th-century India used to describe those who came to the mission stations simply for food as "rice Christians". This became a derogatory term for those driven to accept Christianity out of hunger rather than genuine conviction.

There is an emotional hit in wrapping up a shoebox for a Christmas child but we must wean ourselves off the feel-good factor. We must get over our fondness for charity and develop a thirst for justice. If you were giving to a charity that you thought was merely giving gifts to the needy but was actually using those gifts to spread fundamentalist Islam, would you want to know? Would you still do it? Samaritan's Purse has a toxic agenda when it comes to Catholicism.

Partly we have poor post-Vatican II teaching to blame - what other church would proselytize against themselves? We must continue to educate and inform ourselves. I sent out one of these boxes several years ago. I included my $5 shipping and handling fee and then frittered away another $50 filling up the box with plastic junk made in China.

If you still feel the Shoebox is a good thing then by all means send it. I just wanted to let others know that there is another side to giving these boxes...purse strings.

Sunday, 18 October 2009

St. Luke's Feast Day

Happy St. Luke's Feast Day!

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What I've learned.....

What I've learned in the last two days:

1. There are far more people that convert from a pro "choice" position to pro life than vice versa. In fact, I think it's VERY rare, if not impossible for someone to be truly pro life and then become pro"choice".

2. Most people are apathetic and uneducated when it comes to abortion methods. Most people want to stay that way.

3. Conversion comes not from hitting someone over the head with facts and figures but from the Holy Spirit moving their hearts. Yes, we need facts and figures but we need prayer more.

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P.S.....

In response to my email (see post below), Ann only had this to say:

"Well they saw fit to give him the Nobel Peace Prize and no one I have ever voted for in any country has done everything the way I would like it to be."

She's cooked her goose and she knows it.

So I said:
"I don't know why Obama won the Peace Prize. He was nominated two weeks after his election. He hadn't done anything yet. I just find that odd. "

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Saturday, 17 October 2009

So disappointed in my friend...

I have a very dear friend who disappointed me terribly today. I know she leans towards the liberal end of the scale and over the years I have TRIED to educate her in Catholic values regarding abortion (yes, she is Catholic) but today I wondered if anything I have said has gotten through to her!

Development and Peace gave a talk at our parish last night. Father wanted Ann and I to go but neither of us were interested. I emailed her a snippet from an email I sent Father. Here it is:

So I came clean with Father about D & P. I told him about the email from a D & P leader that scandalized me because of his enthusiastic support for Obama and his comparison of Obama to St. Martin de Porres (that still makes me sick to think of it!)

Father wrote back:
If a member of D&P is pro Obama or pro Harper or pro Ghandi, what difference does it make. It is the "in solidarity with the poor" that is at issue.

I didn't say this to Father but I will tell you - I think it makes a HUGE difference.
I did tell him that good intentions aren't enough. I used a few well known charities as examples. Here is a snippet of what I wrote:

Solidarity with the poor - that is a good intention. But having good intentions isn't enough in my book. It's like "Run for the Cure" donating a good chunk of their money to Planned Parenthood. No Catholic in their right mind can support Planned Parenthood. Yes, PP does provide free mammograms to poor women in the States but they also provide abortions. Or a recent case in our own parish - those Samaritan's Purse gift boxes.

Run for the Cure, Planned Parenthood and Samaritan's Purse all claim to help the sick and the poor but they all have other agendas that don't square with Catholic teaching, some hidden and some not so hidden.

I am sure there are many sincere individuals in D & P but I would rather give my money to people like Fr. D. in South America. Maybe it all comes down to a trust issue.

Then he gave up contacting me but did promise to bring some of my concerns to the meeting on Friday night. I was happy to hear that.

I know where Father is coming from - D & P is huge in helping the poor - but in the end this is not a doctrinal issue that we must assent to. Yes, we must help the poor but no, we don't have to do it through D & P. Yes, we have to respect the office of the bishop but no, we don't have to blindly follow him. In any case, our bishop isn't demanding this.

So....that's that....I hope. I am still going to keep an eye on D & P regarding the abortion issue but it will be the mission and my foster child and the food bank (and the appeal, and the collection, blah blah blah.....) that will get my money.

So she wrote back:
I know you have many thoughts which only consider the best for the church and I commend you on that greatly.

With regards to whoever one votes for, I would fight for a person's freedom to choose who they wish to vote for and not hold that against them. As for me, Obama is the only president that has had the courage to voice how he feels. It hardly means a member of D & P is pro abortion. No candidate has ever fulfilled all our concerns or hopes for a better future.

As for their other candidates and the politicians, you know how I feel. Some are actually working for the poor and common man and their greatest interest is not greed, money and how they can accommodate the friends who pay politically. Really, my prediction is that you will not see any prime minister or president who supposedly stands for Christian values ever say we have to get rid of abortions in this country. What they care about more is the god of greed and votes and popularity. At least Obama is man enough to say it out loud whether we agree or not. Sure, I do not like it either, but none of the others have ever done a thing about abortion but paid lip service to it. Lip service is paid for the Christian vote, not for true Christianity. I can see that by the way they govern, not for the people, for the rich. I have never seen anything against abortion come up in Congress or Parliament from a president or prime minister. What does that tell me?

So just because a politician doesn't come out with it, actions are much louder than words and as far as I am concerned, deceit is the worst. I see a whole lot of deceit coming from the politicians who only give lip service to the abortion issue.

The only way I can sort out my vote is by voting for the candidate who cares about the poor, cares about schools, cares about our medical, cares about our environment, etc. To vote for the candidate who says he/she is against abortion? Let me know exactly what action they have taken and I would certainly consider it in the future. Talk is cheap.

OK, some of that ramble I don't even get. And is it just me or is she contradicting herself all over the place???

So I wrote back:
Hi Ann,

Obama did not want to ban partial birth abortion.

This is how partial birth abortion is done.

1. Guided by ultrasound, the abortionist grabs the baby's leg with forceps.
2.The baby's leg is pulled out into the birth canal.
3.The abortionist delivers the baby's entire body, except for the head.
4.The abortionist jams scissors into the baby's skull. The scissors are then opened to enlarge the hole.
5. The scissors are removed and a suction catheter is inserted. The baby's brains are then sucked out and the head is removed from the womb, completing the procedure.

The baby is usually 32 - 40 weeks gestation. The baby feels pain. In one end of a hospital they are trying to save preemies born at 22 weeks and at the other end they killing 32 week old babies. Anybody that thinks that's "choice" is in total denial. Ice cream or cake is a choice, a baby is not.

(Amendment: Partial Birth Abortion, typically the baby is about 21-26 weeks. Older babies are killed with an injection of poison to the heart and delivered by induction. ~ thanks Suzanne for pointing that out.)

I would never vote for someone like Obama who sees unplanned children as 'punishments' (yes, he said that.)

With prayers,
Angela

Like I said, I know she is liberal (don't ever ask her about the environment!) but I had NO idea she was this deluded! Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy.

PS...If I hadn't just watched the Divine Mercy chaplet being sung on EWTN I would have deep sixed our friendship with the email I wanted to send. However, she will never learn if I treat her like that.


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Friday, 16 October 2009

Tara has wonderful news!!!!



Somebody is going to be adopted as a child of
God in just over 2 weeks........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Church Doctors...not Spin Doctors

I was going to write a post about Development and Peace, abortion and bishops but then I found the following article. I think it will resonate with you as it did with me. I will write something tomorrow (too tired tonight!)




In my last column, I addressed the war of words between LifeSite News, Father Rosica and the Canadian Conference of Catholic Bishops over the handling of pro-life issues. Soon after my last piece, I learned that the bishops would be studying the phenomenon of Catholic blogging and websites at their next plenary meeting from October 19th to the 23rd in Montreal. At that time they will formally establish a new standing committee on social communications. Apparently, there is a concern that Magisterial Catholics succeed in getting their message out.
And the bishops don’t.

Among the people drafted to help with this committee is Barry McLoughlin, a communication expert who praised Ted Kennedy on his blog with nary a word on the Senator’s pro-abortion record; and Niquette Delage, a former head of the Montreal chapter of the feminist pro-abortion YWCA.

The selection of the personnel gives me the impression that the Canadian Bishops just don’t understand the crux of the problem.

The bland, unchallenging, barely supernatural, easy-listening Catholicism that the church elites have been peddling does not convert souls, does not inspire faith, does not bring salvation and in fact in not requiring anything of anyone and leaves people adrift, to come and go in the church, without ever having to make a personal commitment to God or the Church; commitments to adhere to Catholic doctrine; to practice chastity; to raise children in the faith; to come to communion in a state of grace and to go to confession if they’re not.

Developing a public relations strategy is the equivalent of re-shuffling the deck chairs on the Titanic.

Serious Catholics have come to trust blogs and websites – and not the church elite – because they deliver the real goods: the spiritual heritage of the Church, a heritage that most priests won’t touch: The encyclicals, the Fathers, the Doctors, the Councils, and the razor-sharp insights of St. Thomas Aquinas, whose philosophy is essential in properly understanding Church teaching. When Magisterial Catholics are challenged on what they say, they prove with authority. What they say does not rest on their opinion, but on the doctrine of the universal Church.

To many Church elites, this so-called “fundamentalism” is a flaw. After all, human beings are prone to error. For them, recognizing this and giving in to that error is a form of “mercy.”
Magisterial Catholics trust in the Holy Spirit to overcome human subjectivity and provide a substantially correct interpretation of Divine Revelation through the Magisterium of the Church.
The words of the Holy Spirit must be obeyed, not just acknowledged and debated.
Church elites act like that’s a problem. There are difficulties, they protest. We must be sensitive. We do not want to turn people away.

When you consider that the Church will excommunicate women who attempt to be ordained, but won’t deny communion to politicians who vote for abortion, the protests ring a little hollow. It appears that they are ready to tolerate anyone so long as their authority is not challenged. After that, anything goes. Even an openly dissident priest like Father Raymond Gravel.

But, laying down the law seems to work. After the Vatican put pressure on his bishop to make Fr. Gravel choose between politics and his priesthood, he obeyed and returned to his ministry – to his credit. Now why can’t his bishop lay down the law when it comes to his dissident opinions? Isn’t it Fr. Gravel’s job to promote Truth and dissipate error? Don’t erroneous opinions lead one further from God and alienate the soul from its true source of happiness?

Shouldn’t the Church take action against such public figures who undermine the Faith?
The glaring discrepancies between what the Church teaches and what the church elites say and do will continue to fuel the Catholic counterculture. No amount of spin will change that.
The Church’s efforts to convert souls and to ultimately establish the culture of life will always be undermined by the culture of dissent that is permitted to flourish in the chantries, in the seminaries, in the offices of pastoral animators and in official church publications. As the Bible says, the prayer of the righteous is powerful and effective. When the elites contradict divine precepts, they’re not being righteous. Their prayer for a growing church and the right to life will be hampered by their own spiritual alienation. If the Church wants to grow, it must stop treating the Word of God as if it’s tentatively true. It must embrace it, and then live by it, and act like the salvation of souls is at stake. So long as it does not take its primary job seriously – that of Guardian of Truth – it will never be able to come out of its spiritual crisis. And Catholics who want the meat of true faith will continue to ignore them as credible sources of Catholic doctrine.
Suzanne is an organizer with the Family Coalition Party of Ontario and blogs at Big Blue Wave.

Thursday, 15 October 2009

Baptismal photo, June 1985

I was digging through some old photos for my niece and found this. It's Luke with his godparents. His godfather is my brother and his godmother is an old family friend. I love this photo because it looks like Luke is giving a papal blessing LOL!

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Wednesday, 14 October 2009

Birthday cake for Sarah-Kala!

Please join me in wishing my friend Sarah-Kala a

FABULOUS 40TH BIRTHDAY

today!

Many blessings to you Sarah!

Fondly, Angela-Kukini

Tuesday, 13 October 2009

Hello to Ritch from the UK!

A COL-league from Catholic Online has just put up his blog. He is in the process of starting RCIA.
Everyone - please meet Ritch from the UK!

PS...as of this writing he hasn't got any posts up, just a short back story. Feel free to write any welcoming comments here as well as providing him with topics to write about!

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Monday, 12 October 2009

For Sarah-Kala

My friend gave me a set of note cards and

look who appeared on some of them...

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Your Catholic IQ....

What's your Catholic IQ?

Take the 20 question quiz here.

I got 18 / 20!!!

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Sunday, 11 October 2009

Intercession, Saints and Angels

Just another comment on my conversation with my born-again friend J. as I forgot to add it to the post here.

J. and I both lost our moms the same year. Her mom died after a long battle with Alzheimer's. My mom died of cancer. We both feel that our moms are still with us in a sense. I had even asked St. Therese to send me a sign that my mom was at least in purgatory and it seemed to me that yes, Mom made it that far. I won't get into details here about why I doubted her whereabouts.

In any case J. told me she felt that her mom was like a guardian angel looking over her children. Now, I am pretty sure born-agains do not believe in the communion of saints. I know one guy who says, "everyone in heaven is dead." So it's very interesting to me that she longs for that connection, that knowledge that our souls do not die, that our relationships continue long after the last spade of earth is turned over onto the casket.

She is such a sincere Christian that as much as I wish she would convert I don't think it's the right thing to bring up. But if she asks me how......that's another story!

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Saturday, 10 October 2009

His Sacred Heart

Father just returned from the international priest's retreat in Ars, France. He said it was the best retreat he had ever been on (and he's done 30 day silent Ignatian ones!) so I believe him. He looked refreshed!

In fact, even though he was still on France time (9 hours ahead) he decided to say Mass at 7:00 PM Friday night - normally Mass is at 11 AM at the old folks home. The parish secretary called around to the week night regulars to see who would be interested. I was.

This was one of those Masses where I just wanted Father to talk and read fast and skip the homily so we could get right to the Consecration! I was SO HUNGRY for Holy Communion.

When I received the Precious Blood I experienced the oddest sensation. I felt like I had two hearts beating in my chest. It beat so fast and hammered on my ribs. It didnt' hurt - it was just...unusual! I liked it!

My born-again friend...

I had an interesting chat with my friend J. today. We've been friends for 28 years and she is my eldest son's godmother. I haven't seen her in 7 years but we keep in touch. When we were teenagers we were pretty bad but not really bad. In other words - we grew up!

We both always believed in God but in the last few years she has become a born-again Christian and attends a Baptist church. She is very active in her church and it's a real family affair. She knows I am Catholic and active in my parish. We see eye to eye on a lot of things when it comes to religion - for instance we are both ProLife and against gay 'marriage'. However, during today's conversation I can see where we differ.

I told her that I was so appreciative of all the prayers that people have been sending up for Luke. Her own pastor, who has never met Luke (or me), prayed for him last week at their Sunday service. They also want to send him 'care packages' while he is away. I am not totally comfortable with that - I don't want any born-again literature and 'edited' bibles heading his way. Anyway, what was my point? I did have one....oh yeah....I expressed that I hoped people would continue to pray for Luke, that their prayers wouldn't peter out as the months drag on.

J. responded by saying we don't need to be repetitious in our prayers. (I am guessing that I shouldn't send her rosary beads for Christmas....joke....) She said that God hears our prayers the first time. I understand what she means (read Matthew 6:7) but then I thought of the widow and the judge from Luke 18:1-8, particularly this verse, "And will not God grant justice to his chosen ones who cry to him day and night? Will he delay long in helping them? I tell you, he will quickly grant justice to them. "

Another area where we differ is those blasted shoe boxes from Samaritan's Purse. A few years ago I led a campaign in my parish to abolish them. Father did some research, passed his findings onto the bishop and others and even spoke out against them in the bulletin. Every year our fund raising efforts for our mission in Peru grow and we contribute to their economy because they are able to buy the majority of gifts and supplies locally.

J. asked me if we "did shoe boxes" at my church and I had to tactfully tell her that we do not. I didn't really get into it but did tell her that the children can only receive these boxes once every five years. Our Peru kids can rely on our gifts every year. We both knew it was time to change the subject.

I am grateful for the advice she gave me today. I am grateful for her friendship. But I long for the day when we are truly one.

"I ask not only on behalf of these, but also on behalf of those who will believe in me through their word, that they may all be one. As you, Father, are in me and I am in you, may they also be in us, so that the world may believe that you have sent me. The glory that you have given me I have given them, so that they may be one, as we are one, I in them and you in me, that they may become completely one, so that the world may know that you have sent me and have loved them even as you have loved me. " John 17:20-23

Lord, I do love that verse.

If Obama can win the Peace Prize...

...then I can be the Queen of England!
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Thursday, 8 October 2009

Rituals

I've fallen into a pattern of praying the Divine Mercy chaplet at 9:30 in the morning before I go to work and again around 10:30 PM before I go to bed.

I am wondering though if part of this little ritual is an attempt to "control" things. In my heart am I secretly thinking "if I pray this nothing will happen for the next 12 - 13 hours"? Yes, I am thinking and hoping that. However, I know I control NOTHING. I know that as many sacrifices as I make, prayers that I pray, or as much money as I pour into the Church - I control NOTHING.

I know that being sinless does not make me immune from pain or suffering. Just ask the Blessed Mother or her Son Jesus about that.

This trusting thing...phew, it's hard! I'm learning though. I am now one billionth of a trillionth of a gram closer to understanding His ways.

Five Reasons Why I Like Australia

1. Cool accents!

2. Cool animals like kangaroos and the platypus. The Lord must have been in a silly mood when He made them!

3. Funny names for things like billabong, coolibah and koala.

4. You gave us bands like INXS and Little River Band....and Michael Hutchence (may he rest in peace.)

5. The Didgeridoo (yes, really!)

Things Australians should be glad aren't really theirs - Mel Gibson.

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Wednesday, 7 October 2009

Five Reasons Why This Canadian Loves America



1. Cool regional accents. (Especially Laura from NC, Cathy of MN and Chris from Long Island.)

2. Regional dishes with cool names - hush puppies, grits, red eye gravy.

3. Citizens of America are easily identifiable in any crowd. Well, so are Canadians except for the wallflower factor.

4. You gave us Abraham Lincoln, Laura Ingalls and KISS!

5. Your patriotism and support of the armed forces is unmatched! I have more support from American people I have not met IRL than the Canadian people I interact with face to face. I have friends who frequent facebook on a regular basis and some have not uttered one word to convey that they hope Luke comes safely. Never mind your politics - this is personal! So thank you my American friends from Utah, North Carolina, Minnesota, Nevada, Idaho, New York, Hawaii, etc! You people are the BEST!


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Tuesday, 6 October 2009

What time is it in Kandahar?

I wondered what time it was in Afghanistan. It was 10:00PM here. Turns out it was 9:30 AM in Af'stan. Why the 11 and a half hour difference? Apparently there is such a thing as an offset time zone. You can read about it here.

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Monday, 5 October 2009

Luke has arrived

Luke called Nikki tonight. He could only talk for 5 minutes. He is tired but everything has gone well so far. Thanks again for your prayers.

I booked my flight to visit Nikki in November. I will be there for Nov. 11 and we are going to the parade and services together. I think I better buy some stock in Kleenex now....

The phone call caught Nikki off guard - she wasn't expecting it today. I told her to keep a notepad handy and write questions down as they occur to her. Otherwise she is doing OK.

Thank you everyone for your love, prayers and support - we literally could not do it without you. Your prayers make a difference!!!!!

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The Pointy Toed Shoe Award goes to....

This Pointy Toed Shoe
is hearby awarded
to
on the occasion
of yours truly
needing a
swift kick in the butt
for throwing myself
a big Pity Party.
Adrienne was happy
to strap these puppies on
and give me one where
the sun don't shine

Thank you, Adrienne!
Everyone needs a friend like you!

:o)

St. Faustina

A blessed St. Faustina Feast Day to you all!

"Before the Day of Justice I am sending forth

the Day of Mercy. (Diary 1588)

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Sunday, 4 October 2009

Leaving on a jet plane...oh babe I hate to see you go.

video

Through the modern miracle of TV, digital camera

and the blog....you can watch Luke's plane take off.

I couldn't spot him in the video as he is one of 120

soldiers departing and the men all look identical.

Still, it was good to be a part of this in some small way.

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Baby Philip - good news....!

Guess who is just came home from the hospital?!

Yes, that's Tara's gorgeous grandson, Philip!

THANK YOU, GOD!

THANK YOU, JESUS!

THANK YOU, MOTHER MARY!

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Life Chain 2009



Life Chain this afternoon. Many thumbs up, two thumbs down, one middle finger, one head shake and I nearly got run over - that's a first! All in all though it was a good day!


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...and all the angels and saints to pray for me...

I am going to post one more thing about my personal life and then I am going to take a break from blogging about it. I will blog my regular stuff after this post and will try to post once a day as usual. Thank you all for bearing with me and indeed, bearing me up during this time.


Angie xo




I decorated this bulletin board this morning. It's a collection of pictures I printed off the internet, holy cards I own and things I have received from other people. The board is pretty full now but I can see adding a few more things as the months go by.

Top row:
St. Joseph, patron of Canada and step-parents.
Our Lady of Perpetual Help
The Divine Mercy image
Miraculous Medal
San Damiano crucifix (as Luke departed on St. Francis' feast day)
Another Miraculous Medal (featuring the back)
St. John of God - just discovered him today while looking for a patron of mental health
Mother Teresa, patron of the sick and unloved
St. Raphael, archangel and patron of travellers and the sick

Second row:
St. Therese (of the Trenches)
St. Faustina, apostle and secretary of mercy
St. Luke, patron of doctors, author of the third Gospel and Acts and namesake
My Luke, recipient of many prayers!
St. Michael, archangel, chosen patron of my son
Our Lady of Lourdes, patron of the sick

Third row:
Pamphlet of Divine Mercy Chaplet - praying it every day
Fr. Emil Kapaun, military chaplain- Korea
Fr. Tim Vakoc, military chaplain - Iraq
St. Michael's prayer and yellow ribbon
St. Gianna, patron of physicians, mothers and the unborn (yes, Luke has delivered a baby!)
Bp. Fulton Sheen, author of many books including "Wartime Prayer Book"

Bottom:
Prayer from CatholicMil.com

We now resume our regular blogging....

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Tie one on...

" Tie a yellow ribbon 'round the 'maple' tree....."
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It's not coming off until Luke comes home to untie it.
AMEN!
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Francis, Gianna, Luke

Happy Feast Day of St. Francis!


Today is also the birthday of St. Gianna!


And Luke says thank you for all your prayers!
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Update on liver cancer patient

A few days ago I mentioned that my friend's mom was undergoing surgery for liver cancer. Here is the latest report:

"The doctor removed 40% of the right lobe of her liver and he feels that he got all of the cancer. Apparently the liver is regeneralting as we speak. She had a tough time in recovery and was there for 6 hours . Mom is doing quite well now and her pain is being managed."

Thank you, St. Therese for your intercession (and sending me my Rose!) and thank you Faithful Readers for your prayers.

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Saturday, 3 October 2009

Pierced



We went to the Vigil Mass tonight. It was wonderful - there was no music! Usually music, especially if it's a song I love, will up the "cry factor." I was speaking to the parish secretary later and she said we were supposed to have music, she saw the cantor choosing music for Mass a few days ago but then she was a no show. So Laura - your prayers worked!


The readings were about the indissolubility of marriage, which is of course, an image of Jesus and His Bride, the Church. It reminded me of a program on EWTN about the Sistine Chapel. The host explained the meaning behind a painting of Eve stepping out of the side of Adam. She said that Eve was born out of Adam's side just as Holy Mother Church was born of the wound in Christ's side.

I thought about the soldier who pierced Christ's side. I thought about the blood and water gushing forth. I thought of the covenant Jesus has with the Church. I thought about that wound. I wanted to kiss that wound. Is that strange or wrong? But mostly I wanted to thank Jesus for my faith.


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For He will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways.


Because you have made the Lord your refuge, the Most High your dwelling place, no evil shall befall you, no scourge come near your tent. For He will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways. On their hands they will bear you up, so that you will not dash your foot against a stone. You will tread on the lion and the adder, the young lion and the serpent you will trample under foot. Those who love me, I will deliver; I will protect those who know my name. When they call to me, I will answer them; I will be with them in trouble, I will rescue them and honor them. With long life I will satisfy them, and show them my salvation.
Psalm 91:9-16

(feeling a bit more human now - thank you to everyone for their prayers)

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Random thoughts on life and war

My stepmother and I were on the phone last weekend. Of course Luke was our main topic of conversation. She asked how I was holding up. I said as well as can be expected. She noted I had good support from family and friends and that I had my faith. She's not much of a believer though. I reminded her "my faith is not an anesthetic." I left her to ponder that.

I find as the minutes tick down to Luke's departure tomorrow I am feeling less and less of any sort of anesthetic effect! I have books strewn all over my coffee table - Mother Teresa's letters, St. Therese of Lisiuex's "Story of a Soul", the Holy Father's "Jesus of Nazareth" and last night I was watching videos on youtube of St. Gianna Beretta Molla (her birthday is tomorrow, Oct. 4.) NONE of the people above were anesthetized in any way from suffering and they had the greatest faith. In fact, it seems the greater the faith, the deeper the suffering.

I suppose my biggest worry is that Luke is not a church goer. I think he believes in some nebulous form of God. His dog tags proclaim he is "RC" - Roman Catholic - but that's not entirely true. He was baptized Lutheran as a baby (I didn't know any better...long story) and he went to parochial school for three years. Then I pulled him out of the school for various reasons. During the time he did attend parochial school he made his First Holy Communion. I never did get up the guts to take him to Confession (in our diocese it is still not mandatory before FHC) even though the school phoned me twice. He has gone to Mass here and there over the years and has a fascination with certain saints, particularly St. Michael. He and Nikki are even considering the name Michael if they have a boy someday. Or Xavier! I suppose that's his "cultural Catholicism" coming out. I was a very poor teacher of faith.

Yet he has such a tender heart! On Monday he said to me "these guys aren't just troops, Mom. They've become my brothers. I know their families and play with their kids. If something happens to one of these guys over there I want to do everything I can to get them back alive to their families. I don't want to tell their wives that my face was the last one they saw before they died." Well, I pretty much lost it then.

A few days later I promised him I would pray the Divine Mercy Chaplet every day while he was away for his sick and dying patients. He was pleased. Jesus told St. Faustina, "...I will stand between My Father and the dying person, not as the just judge but as the merciful Saviour." (Diary 1541) I will be praying it as much for Luke as the troops he cares for.

I guess what I am saying is this - not only am I terrified Luke will be maimed or killed - but that he won't make it to heaven if he is. Would God really do that? It's my fault the kid grew up with liberal values. I think "Lord take ME, not him, give him another chance."

Perhaps I am beginning to understand the great LOVE God has for us that he sent his only SON to die. But that death had purpose! What purpose would it serve for my child to lose his life? How can any greater good come out of this? It would leave utterly destroyed people in its wake.

No matter how bad I feel for myself I feel even worse for Nikki. I felt like this when my father died at 55, a senseless death from a heart attack exacerbated by cigarettes and scotch. I felt worse for my stepmother than myself. It was so NEEDLESS!!!

I don't understand anything right now. I don't even know if I will keep this post up. I just had to put this out in the universe because there is nobody I can talk to about this without falling to pieces. That's not to say I do not support my son - I DO. I just want him home safe and sound and married to Nikki and giving me grandchildren. Is that so wrong???

Please Lord, look after my baby. I love him so much.

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Kool Aid drinkers

I've been seeing the term "Kool Aid drinkers" on a number of blogs for some time now. I assumed the term was coined by Catholics referring to certain priests using glass pitchers to pour out the consecrated Precious Blood for Holy Communion (a big NoNO addressed back in 2004 by Redemptionis Sacramentum.)

Well, I wasn't all that far off. Urban Dictionary defines kool aid drinkers as "someone who believes what they are told without thinking for themselves." The term was originally used to describe followers of Jim Jones in Guyana who committed suicide by drinking poisoned Kool Aid. (Actually it was "Flavor Aid," a cheap imitation of Kook Aid.)

Well! You learn something new every day!

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Friday, 2 October 2009

Sweet old photo

My and my baby, early 1989.

I love the color of these roses

My roses and my statue.

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Thursday, 1 October 2009

Liver cancer

When I was home at lunch I found out that my friend Shauna has bad news. Her mom Trudy is going in for liver cancer surgery on Friday. She is hoping her mom will be cancer free by Friday night. I know nothing about recovery from liver cancer (if it is even possible) so all I can do is PRAY - if not for a miracle then I pray for the family to accept whatever happens. I thought I would ask St. Therese for intercession and requested she send me a rose in response to my prayer. I try not to do this all the time but figured liver cancer was serious enough to warrant this request.

Work was hectic today. We had to get a report printed and out to the client overnight which meant making arrangements with 3 courier services! I was on the phone most of the morning being shuffled from deparment to department. Nobody was willing to take the initiative or responsibility for getting the small parcel from one airline to the next even though they are small independent companies with service counters next to each other in the airport!!!!

No one courier service could do it all in one night and deliver it tomorrow morning either (that's what happens when you live in the Great White North.) I was getting frazzled by the time my coworker and I got to the airport with the package. And it got worse - we had to unwrap the package so the clerk could see what was inside and wrap it back up again. So much for 'presentation is everything.'

The clerk could only charge us for delivery to the first destination. The second courier had told us we could pay their portion to the first courier. The clerk said we could not. She tried phoning the second courier but was put on hold. People were piling up behind us as they had a flight to catch. The clerk gave me the phone number of #2 courier, ensured the package was rewrapped properly (she really was sorry about having to inspect it) and was so gracious in her dealings with us. Back in my customer service days I would have let the customer know in no uncertain terms that they were ticking me off! (That's why I finally left customer service!)

My co-worker and I drove back to work and as soon as I could I phoned #2 courier. Then I phoned #3 courier. Good thing all this was billable time to the project and not on the administration dime! It looked like things were going to work out.

Just before I left for the day with yet another parcel for another courier (but for the same client!) the phone rang. It was the clerk from courier #1. She apologized again for the confusion especially since she had just started her shift when we came in with our package. I assured her all was well and everything was falling into place. I told her she didn't have to phone but she said she wanted to follow up.

You know, in the whole scheme of things my package was just small potatoes to what my friend Shauna and her mom Trudy are going through over the next 24 hours with cancer surgery. That helped me keep things in perspective and from completely losing it. Oh...and by the way...the name of the clerk.....it was Rose.

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St. Therese said to me...

Last night I found my copy of St. Therese's "Story of a Soul." The passage I scanned above is where the book was marked from the last time I picked it up. At that moment I needed to read that. I know we can't avoid suffering. I know it is necessary for spiritual growth. At the same time, if I had one iota of the zeal that St. Therese had for suffering I wouldn't be white-knuckling my way through life. Again I am reminded of the Divine Mercy - JESUS I TRUST IN YOU!