Showing posts with label Catholic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Catholic. Show all posts

Friday, January 15, 2016

Vatican Splendors at The Franklin Institute

Yesterday was probably the best day of the week, school-wise.
That's because seeing, touching and learning with friends is always better than sitting at home with the books.

So we went to THIS:



It was so great!
Several families from our co-op joined us and we were able to see antiquities and precious treasures from our Catholic Heritage.

Many of the really old things were copied, like the ceramic and plaster pieces from the time when the church was being established.

I took pictures of some of my favorites within the exhibit.
The descriptions are below them.




















I love this




So Amazing

Papa


JPII's Hand

Lego Vatican-Cool!



Nun with Selfie-stick, really.


No trip to the museum is complete without a picture in front of "Big Ben"

Sunday, January 10, 2016

On Fire for LIFE!

Our Good Shepherd Youth group was so blest to host a wonderful evening with Praise and Worship music by Mathias Michael, our very own recording artist, and an inspiring talk by Clare Daly of Generation Life! 

This event was truly given to us by the Holy Spirit to help us prepare for the upcoming March For Life in Washington DC. Many of our youth will be attending.

Mathias started us off by asking everyone to stand and really ask the Holy Spirit to join us. The music was a mix of well-known P&W and some new songs that we didn't know. I was really taken by the way Mathias led the group in both song and prayer. The evening really was a prayer.


After a short break for snacks and stretching, we sat and prepared to listen to a multimedia presentation produced by Clare and Generation Life.
I met Clare Daly at Camp Veritas a couple of years ago. She is just a beautiful, intelligent young woman who is devoting herself to spreading the Gospel of Life. Her organization brings the message of the dignity of human life, at all stages, to groups all over the country. Her talk was just such a reminder of who we are in Creation, and what we are called to be for Christ.


Next up, are looking forward to the March For Life in DC!

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Our Sisters Want the Truth!


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Those Catholic Women Who Use Contraception

 Wednesday, February 06, 2013 5:26 AM Comments (104)
When I was giving a talk early last year, two women in the front row caught my eye. They were about my age, nicely dressed, and seemed to be friends with one another. They attracted my attention because they radiated a certain anxiousness: They nodded politely through tense smiles, but I half suspected that there was another speaker after me whom they were waiting to see.
After the talk I chatted with some folks, then packed up my things to leave. When I reached the exit, the two women were standing there waiting for me. Let's call them "Amanda" and "Laura."
They introduced themselves and said a few kind words about my speech, which was about atheism. Then Amanda said bluntly, "We didn't really come to hear your talk. I don't even know any atheists."
Laura finished for her: "We came to talk to you about contraception."
We settled into some empty chairs at the back of the room, and they explained that they are both cradle Catholics who have gone to Mass pretty much every Sunday for their whole lives. They love their faith and are proud to be Catholic. They volunteer at the parish, fast during Lent, pray the Rosary when they can. And they both use artificial contraception.
They explained that they had not fully understood that the Church was serious about this teaching until the blowup surrounding the HHS Mandate; before then, they explained, it was easy to assure themselves that contracepting must be fine since so many other people in the pews were doing it. For example, after Amanda's second child was born, her Catholic mother warned her sternly that it would be irresponsible not to get on the Pill. Laura once had a confessor assure her that contraception was a matter of personal preference, not an objective moral issue. Neither Amanda nor Laura had heard anything about the topic in their many years of Catholic school and religious formation classes. And so for all of their married lives they'd used various forms of contraception, never questioning how it might jibe with the doctrines of their faith.


Read more: http://www.ncregister.com/blog/jennifer-fulwiler/those-catholic-women-who-use-contraception#ixzz2K9lNPjYt

Thursday, December 13, 2012

The Road to Hell...Is Paved With Millstones

I am not in the habit of posting diatribes or rants anymore.
All of that was just taking too much energy, and I have been trying to work towards a more positive and persuasive blog, with mostly family posts.
However, recently I have found that I am thinking an awful lot about some issues that I am afraid  I just can't ignore, because they are being ignored by the very people that need to be bringing them to light.

I read this post a few days ago...Hurts and Hopes, By Monsignor Charles Pope, a very special priest that I greatly admire and respect. His post states his concern with the lack of belief in the very real possibility that a whole lot of people are on the way to an eternal destination that is going to be, shall we say, less than optimal. This one of his many points is, I think, a very important one.

Devastating – It does not require an advanced degree in sociology to understand that, to remove the unambiguous biblical teaching on the very real and possible outcome of Hell, is to remove strong motivation to seek a Savior and salvation. It is therefore no surprise that as the teaching on Hell has been largely set aside by the modern world, that recourse to the sacraments, prayer, Church attendance and any number of spiritual remedies have suffered significant declines during the same period.

He is responding, in his article, to comments made by another priest that I respect and admire, Fr Robert Barron.


In his recent critique of Ralph Martin’s book, Fr. Barron states his fundamental objection to Martin’s reiteration of Church teaching and of Lumen Gentium 16. In effect Barron references Spe Salvi, 45-47 wherein Pope Benedict seems to suppose that few are in Hell and that the great majority of humanity will ultimately be saved.
Father Barron concludes,
It seems to me that Pope Benedict’s position — affirming the reality of Hell but seriously questioning whether that the vast majority of human beings end up there — is the most tenable and actually the most evangelically promising.
Now, it is not my place to question or criticize either one of these men. Both are very qualified theologians and both are people that I believe are concerned with the culture and the times that we face. 
What I feel needs to be said, however, is that we don't have the luxury, in this day and age, to assume that many sheep in the fold are going to go looking for the Shepherd. Many of them have very happily gone through the gate and off to frolic with the wolves, with no interest in the Shepherd and His desire for them to follow Him. If the love of Christ isn't enough to bring people to their spiritual senses, then the fear of Hell may be the only thing that can bring them back.
Now I know that it's unfashionable and downright mean to make people aware of their sin and it's consequences. It makes them unhappy and burdens them with responsibility. That's just no way to go through life. 
This makes the position of a parish pastor one that is either unpopular or disingenuous. As a rule, people don't tend to take the road less traveled voluntarily, and they tend to balk at being told that they are on the wrong path. So what is a pastor to do? As the Spiritual father of a parish full of children that don't want to hear the hard truth, isn't it just better to get them in the door some Sundays and make them feel like they are doing all they need to do to be "good" Catholics? 
Well, it may be more comfortable on this side of the end times, but isn't it more responsible to make them aware of the possibility of damnation? If you have a child, and you take them to the doctor, and the doctor says, "Well, I'm not sure, but I think it's possible that this child has a deadly form of cancer. It may not really be what it looks like. It may just turn out to be a cold." Isn't it the parent's gut feeling to do everything possible to find out, and take measures to ensure the best chance for a long life? Isn't it that "pit-of-the-stomach" fear of loss that motivates the parent to seek whatever is necessary, no matter how painful or difficult it turns out to be? What kind of parent says "Oh, well I don't really think that that kind of cancer exists, and even if it does, I don't want to make my child uncomfortable, so we'll just go home and eat ice cream and play video games. Maybe he'll just get over it on his own." 
We live in a spiritually cancerous culture. Every single soul in our society is living the spiritual equivalent of a two-pack-a-day smoker. Isn't it more urgent than ever to make people aware of the risks to their spiritual health? 
Death due to cancer is a horrible way to end life. It is painful and undignified and ugly, but it can be redemptive. Death for eternity would really suck. No chance of anything but pain and ugliness. Forever. That is truly terrifying. 

Monday, June 8, 2009

Where Would We Be if He Hadn't Come?

Posted by Patrick Archbold of Creative Minority Report

Gratitude...Or Lack Of It

"If they hadn't come, where would we be today?" -- Louis Delevin, resident of Normandy, France.

I am an ingrate. Life has a way of obscuring, for me, the things for which I should be most grateful.

Sixty five years have past since the Normandy invasion. In that fateful morning those many years ago, freedom for Europe was a question very much in doubt. At the cost of much British and American blood, Nazi tyranny began to be pushed back.

Many years have passed since those fateful days and such things are rarely in the thoughts of the people of Europe and America. Once a year, people gather on the shores of nothern France to commerorate those days, but the truth is most people have forgotten what was given them, at the cost of much blood.

Not so Louis Delevin. He was twelve years old living on his family farm at the time of the great invasion. He vividly remembers giving out apple cider to soldiers who passed his farm. He knows what was gained for him and it still grateful.
[Boston] "If they hadn't come, where would we be today?' said Delevin, 77, who as a farm boy of 12 provided the pilots with apple cider between raids on the retreating German troops. "You don't have to be a great scholar to understand that the freedom we enjoy today was decided in those days in 1944."
I am impressed by gratitude I think because I realize how often I am not. It is true, I rarely think of how the freedom I enjoy was secured for me. Boys half my age gave their lives in places they likely never heard of before they died there. They gave me this gift and I so rarely remember, never mind show the proper gratitude.

As great was their sacrifice, as wonderful the freedoms I enjoy, so much more has been given to me. Two thousand years ago my God humbled Himself to be born in poverty and to suffer, die, and be buried, and to rise again so that I may live, forever. This amazing gift of God is completely undeserved. And yet, so many times I reject this freely given gift only to once again beg for and be granted a forgiveness I don't deserve.

John 14:15 "If you love Me, you will keep My commandments."

Why am I such an ingrate? Why am I so incapable of love? Why can't I remember what has been given me and how? Where would I be if He had not come?

When looking at the crosses in the ground on the cliffs of Normandy I should be truly grateful for what has been given me at so great a cost. Ever so much grateful should I be when I look at the cross above my bed.

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

To Whom Shall We Go?



"I am the bread of life. Your ancestors ate the manna in the desert, but they died; this is the bread that comes down from heaven so that one may eat it and not die. I am the living bread that came down from heaven; whoever eats this bread will live forever; and the bread that I will give is my flesh for the life of the world." The Jews quarreled among themselves, saying, "How can this man give us (his) flesh to eat?" Jesus said to them, "Amen, amen, I say to you, unless you eat the flesh of the Son of Man and drink his blood, you do not have life within you. Whoever eats my flesh and drinks my blood has eternal life, and I will raise him on the last day. For my flesh is true food, and my blood is true drink. Whoever eats my flesh and drinks my blood remains in me and I in him. Just as the living Father sent me and I have life because of the Father, so also the one who feeds on me will have life because of me. This is the bread that came down from heaven. Unlike your ancestors who ate and still died, whoever eats this bread will live forever."

Music-"Here with Me" by Mercy Me