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  • March For Life 2017 ~ A Labor of Love

    Today I watched the March for Life in a livestream from EWTN

    The coverage, including the rally on the National Mall, with speakers Kellyanne Conway, VP Mike Pence, Eric Metaxas (author of Bonhoeffer), Mia Love and Cardinal Timothy Dolan can be accessed here.

    The rally was mind blowing. It was full of inspiration, love, respect, prayer and hope. If you want to be uplifted I would encourage you to watch, even if you are not prolife.

    This post will consist of screenshots from my computer and links to tweets from people who attended the march.

    Unlike the Pink Kitty Ladies protest against President Trump last weekend, which featured hateful screaming speeches, women who wore vaginas on their heads, and signs which desecrated the Catholic religion, today’s event was classy, kind, prayerful, inspiring and full of love and respect for all human beings around the world.

    But before I share the beauty I saw today, I must mention some ugliness. On both Facebook and Twitter, the ugliness of last weekend is intruding on today’s march. That is to be expected of course; the “tolerant” crowd are simply doing what they do.

    However, they are crafting a narrative about crowd size, saying that the Pink Kitty protest was much bigger than today’s March for Life.

    That may or may not be true; from what I saw today, there were probably 150,000 or more people marching for life, but time will tell.

    However, the Pink Kitties are not taking two important facts into account.

    1) The March for Life has taken place every January for the past 44 years, even if the news media refuses to report it. If the Pink Kitties were placed next to all the marchers from this year and years past, it would be like comparing the number of men that many pro lifers have slept with (probably between 10 and zero) to the amount Madonna has slept with (no one will ever know for sure but most likely below a thousand).

    Sorry for the picture I just painted, but I thought it was a good way to make my point. Last week’s March was a drop in the ocean.

    2) The March for Life is not funded by George Soros, and the Pink Kitty-Trump protest almost certainly was.

    Please read this Chicks on the Right article, Women’s March Organizers Funded By Notorious Leftist Billionaire George Soros.

     

    New York Times columnist Asra Q. Nomani explains how she followed the money trail and how it all came back to Soros –

    By my draft research, which I’m opening up for crowd-sourcing on GoogleDocs, Soros has funded, or has close relationships with, at least 56 of the march’s “partners,” including “key partners” Planned Parenthood, which opposes Trump’s anti-abortion policy, and the National Resource Defense Council, which opposes Trump’s environmental policies. The other Soros ties with “Women’s March” organizations include the partisan MoveOn.org (which was fiercely pro-Clinton), the National Action Network (which has a former executive director lauded by Obama senior advisor Valerie Jarrett as “a leader of tomorrow” as a march co-chair and another official as “the head of logistics”). Other Soros grantees who are “partners” in the march are the American Civil Liberties Union, Center for Constitutional Rights, Amnesty International and Human Rights Watch. March organizers and the organizations identified here haven’t yet returned queries for comment.

    DUDE. That’s not just one or two Soros-linked organizations that oddly showed up in the behind-the-scenes financials for these protests. That’s a TON of left-leaning organizations getting cash from the living, breathing example of a Bond villain.

    First terrorism, then Goldfinger. These progressive feminist marchers sure know how to pick their friends.

     

    So, the Women’s March was kind of easy for those who participated.

    It was held on a Saturday–March for Life is always held on a weekday when Congress is in session–and they didn’t have to raise a ton of money because George Soros funded them.

    Their job consisted of knitting pussy hats, passing them out, donning vagina costumes and making those nasty signs showcased in Megan Fox’s PJ Media article (linked above). Then they went out and had fun listening to a woman who needs a mental health intervention.

    Of course, they may have had to put out funds for transportation, but other than that, there was no grassroots activism. It was all planned by the Far Left.

    Now for the images of today 🙂

     

    Above is the March route. As you can see, the Mall, beginning at the Washington Monument (far left) stretches for blocks. When I attended the 2009 March for life, we were way back near the monument, not nearly close enough to hear the speeches or see the big screens (if they even had them back then).

    The route is highlighted in red. It’s a long march up Constitution Avenue past the Capitol building and around the corner to the Supreme Court, where the march ends.

     

    The above map was included in this article by International Business Times.

     

     Above: Marchers gathered in front of the Supreme Court ahead of the actual March.

     

    Below are more photos.

     

    I took screenshots with my timestamp in the upper right corner. As you’ll see, this march was HUGE.

     Above, the front of the March at 2:15 pm, on Constitution ave.

    The following photos are in order of timestamp.

    Above, the front of the March has reached the Supreme Court building at 2:38 pm. But there are still tens of thousands of marchers to come.

    You can see the Washington Monument in the distance. There are still thousands marching.

    In front of SCOTUS at 2:58 pm. President Trump’s tweet is featured.

    Following are screenshots without timestamps that show the huge crowds.


    Hooray! There’s Our Lady of Guadalupe as she really is, unlike the creepy and blasphemous effigies carried by Crazy Cat Ladies last week.

    Our Lady of Guadalupe, pray for us!

    Below are a few tweets from March attendees and others. 

     

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    What a difference a week makes!

     

    On a personal note, I have been involved on & off with the respect life movement since 2008.

    Today’s March made history because, for the first time, the VP of the United States addressed the crowds.

    I truly believe that we are making great strides toward changing hearts and minds in America.

    And it is being done because of God, who is Love.

     

     

    Related Post:

    October is Respect Life Month

     

     

    Free preview of my ProLife labor of love. ❤


  • Happy Thanksgiving

    We have so much to be thankful for.
    I have been blessed with a loving family & good friends, many of whom I have never met personally; they are friends I met online.

    It’s is important to have the love of family and friends, and for this I am thankful.

     

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    The past year has been a trial. The lead up to the general election was a time of great division and discord. But now it’s over, and I am thankful for our republic.

    We now have a new president elect who is filling cabinet positions with great Americans. I’m very thankful the election is over, and I hope our country can heal.

    A great many lives will be saved when Planned Parenthood is defunded. I have been fighting for the rights of the unborn for the past eight years. Each year we asked our representatives to help lessen the amount of innocent life taken in clinics across America.

    But nothing changed. Millions of unborn infants, some of them viable, had their tiny heartbeats stopped. And we were paying for this through our hard earned tax dollars.

    We asked and asked and asked the government to defund Planned Parenthood, but they refused to fight for the babies, even after evidence that baby body parts were being sold for profit was caught on video.

    But now things are different. I have prayed daily for those who have no voice. These children can’t speak for themselves. They have only us to help them.

    Hillary Clinton, in a statement, said that these unborn American babies have NO rights.

    Think about that. No rights. None.

    I’m thankful Mrs. Clinton didn’t win the election, if only for this reason. Under a Trump presidency, unborn babies have a better chance of making it into the world, where one of them may grow up to be president someday.

     

    Prayers for Children, Born and Unborn

    For orphaned children throughout the world,
    and especially those
    who are abused or neglected,
    that we might work to save them;
    We pray to the Lord

    For children who are unwanted by their parents,
    that God’s grace might send others to love
    and care for them;
    We pray to the Lord

    For the children of our country,
    especially those who are forgotten or neglected,
    that their presence might remind us
    of the infinite value of human life;
    We pray to the Lord

    For every little child:
    That we might accept and preserve each one
    as a sign of the infinite love of God for us;
    We pray to the Lord

    For all unborn children:
    that our love for them may keep them safe
    until the joyous day of their birth;
    We pray to the Lord

    That the Lord,
    who rescues the life of the poor
    from the power of the wicked,
    might send an angel to guard and protect
    all unborn children;
    We pray to the Lord

    For every little child
    and especially for those who
    live in their mother’s womb,
    that they might grow
    in the image and likeness of
    the God who made them;
    We pray to the Lord

    For the littlest child in her mother’s womb,
    that in her life we may see the infinite love of God;
    We pray to the Lord

    That through the intercession of Saint Vincent,
    who spilled his blood for the defense of the Gospel,
    the lives of unborn children may be spared;
    We pray to the Lord

    For all children who have died from abortion,
    that God might cradle them in his arms
    and grant them eternal peace with him;
    We pray to the Lord

    For every child who lives in the womb,
    that God might send an angel to guard and protect
    the innocent and defenseless;
    We pray to the Lord

    For all unborn children,
    and especially for the babies of unmarried mothers,
    that God might send an angel to protect them:
    We pray to the Lord

    For the children who have died from abortion in our nation,
    and for their mothers and fathers,
    for mercy, peace and the loving embrace of Christ:
    We pray to the Lord

    For little children,
    who await the birth of a brother or sister:
    that they may learn to cherish
    the child in her mother’s womb;
    We pray to the Lord

     

     

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    Wishing everyone a Blessed and HappyThanksgiving. 

     

    God Bless America

     


  • U.S. House Votes to Defund Planned Parenthood ~ An Answered Prayer

    The U.S. House of Representatives voted to defund Planned Parenthood on Friday. I’m rejoicing, since this is an answer to my prayers.

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    All pertinent information on the reason Planned Parenthood must be defunded, the legislation, and the vote itself, including a breakdown of votes along party lines can be found here.

     

    I understand that some Americans disagree, and believe Planned Parenthood should continue getting taxpayer funding. They will eventually lose the fight though, because a majority of Americans simply can’t stomach what goes on in the abortion business. People know that Planned Parenthood has committed crimes against humanity on par with those committed during the III Reich. Since we are, for the most part, decent human beings who abhor the death and destruction of innocent unborn babies and the sale of their body parts to labs for use in questionable experiments such as humanizing mice, Planned Parenthood will be defunded at some point. It may take awhile, but it will happen.  I hope the people who fight FOR Planned Parenthood’s continued funding  will heal after their ultimate loss. I will continue to pray for all involved in this darkness.

    Of course, Friday’s vote must pass the Senate, and then be signed into law by President Obama. This is unlikely occurrence; Obama will probably veto any such legislation that lands on his desk, even if the bill passes the Senate. Obama’s support of the Planned Parenthood death machine is common knowledge for people who keep up with such things, so I don’t expect that PP will be defunded during his Presidency. Still, this is a first step.

    And again, it’s an answer to my prayer.

    I’ve been praying for the unborn and respect for all human life every day for many years. I understand that God works in His own time, not ours, and so, we must continue to pray. However, I have a deep faith that my prayers will eventually be answered.

    Christ and His Mother

    I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. ~ Philippians 4: 13.

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    Please continue to pray for a deeper respect for all human life, from conception to natural death.

    Until recently, America always protected life. It was simply unthinkable for Americans to condone such brutality and disrespect of humanity, as evidenced by our role in defeating Hitler and liberating his death camps. We must go back to being a country known for compassion, a country that respects all human life.  Some American citizens and many elected to positions of supposed “leadership” have lost this. They are a shrinking minority. As news of the atrocities continues to trickle out, more and more Americans are turning away from Planned Parenthood and the culture of death. We will eventually overcome this loss and return to our former role as people of decency, generosity, bravery compassion, empathy, and love.

    Jesus Christ

    Thanks be to God, for answered prayers.


  • The “Win” of the Pro-Choice Catholics ~ A Pro-Life Perspective

    October is Respect Life Month, and today the Catholic Church Celebrates Respect Life Sunday a day for the Pro-Life Catholic community to celebrate life, and bring awareness about the dangers facing the unborn, elderly, handicapped and marginalized.

    I hardly know where to begin. As someone who worked for over 5 years to bring awareness to the plight of the unborn, I’m definitely happy, because I know that my efforts and the efforts of my dear pro-life friends and parishioners did actually do some good, probably more than we realize. We sponsored a women’s shelter for a year or so, and tried our best to truly help women and babies. For more on how hard we worked and the ultimate end of our ministry, please click here for details.

    The four of us organized trips to the annual March for Life, tried a pro life movie night, handed out pro life prayer cards, and sat at a table at the church bazaar and tried to interest parishioners in learning about unborn children. We raffled off handmade baby quilts, blankets and sweaters, and held a “baby shower” every spring. The baby items were then donated to a crisis pregnancy center.

    The previous post has additional relevance, since October is also Down Syndrome Awareness Month.

    I am truly trying my best not to be too upset today. I don’t want this post to be a litany of bitter grievances. That’s not my intent. However, I find that blogging about events and expressing my feelings in writing helps me to put things behind me. That’s what I’m doing now. Please understand that I am simply writing a true account. If my words make you cry, imagine how upset my friends and I feel. If my words make you snicker and laugh and pooh-pooh my feelings about today, thinking I’m just a sore loser and a backward American who needs to get with the times, then you’re probably a Liberal, or a Leftist, or a Progressive, or Pro-Choice, or just a cold person.  All of the previous may or may not be hyphenated with the word “Catholic.” Whatever.

    I just spoke to my husband on the phone, and described this morning’s Respect Life Sunday Mass at our parish church, and he and I both agree: The pro-choice Catholics have won, at least for now.

    Today’s Mass was a very beautiful Mass. The choir sang lovely songs in harmony, the readings were interesting, our priest’s homily was comforting and references were made to respecting all human life from conception to natural death. The gifts were presented by children. Two had Down Syndrome, and another little girl, a sweet, beautiful girl whom I have seen on numerous occasions also presented gifts. She does not have Down Syndrome. Still, she is very special. All in all it was a nice Mass.

    Until the end. That’s when I walked into the Narthex/gathering space where parishioners were socializing with donuts and coffee. It’s a monthly event after 9:30 Mass in our Parish. Our priest mentioned the hosts of today’s social, but I didn’t hear what he said, because this was the first Respect Life Sunday Social in 6 years that was not held for the purpose of bringing awareness to the pro-life cause, and I was actually trying not cry. Our priest did his best, and announced that pamphlets on the plight of the unborn and other respect life information would be available at a table in the Narthex.

    Educational fetal models at correct size for each moth of gestationIn previous years, we four friends tried to make the socials nice occasions. We bought juice and donuts and stood behind the table and passed them out. One of us, usually my friend, Angie, who was the unofficial head of our group, stood next to the table of information.

    Sometimes Angie borrowed a display of life-like human baby models from the state Pro-Life Federation, so people could see what unborn children looked like. The models Angie drove miles to pick up and then miles to return were similar to these, except all 9 months of gestation were represented. I have a fond memory of a fellow parishioner who showed her little granddaughters the baby models, while explaining to them about babies before they are born, and how they are real human beings.

    The interest of some parishioners made up a little for the parents who sent their children to our table to get donuts and juice, and then called them back so they could eat them in peace, undisturbed by references or images of children less fortunate, those whose moms lived in minority neighborhoods where Planned Parenthood clinics were located. I once, in a  moment of ingenuity, (or insanity depending on your viewpoint) suggested that one of us mingle with the crowd who had gotten their refreshments and then retreated to the other side of the room, as far away from us as they could get.

    Some people, perhaps understanding that stuffing their faces with Respect Life Sunday donuts without at least sauntering past the info table and pretending to give it a look was just plain rude, simply walked out without donuts, coffee, juice, prayer cards, or leaflets. (And who knows? Perhaps this was customary with some families. I remember when my kids were young and I didn’t want to stay for donuts. I didn’t want to be rude, allow my children to take donuts and then just run for the car, so I dragged my kids out while they griped that they wanted a donut, and why couldn’t we have just stayed?)

    Hooded, cabled baby sweaterThe Sunday I’m referring to was (I think) Respect Life Sunday 2012, right before President Obama was reelected. I had knitted a cute sweater to be be raffled off that weekend, similar to this one, which I knitted for a friend’s child.

    The sweater I knitted for that year’s Respect Life raffle was cream colored, with different cabling and buttons, not frogs. Still, it was warm and cute and hooded, suitable for either a boy or a girl. There were lots of people mingling after Mass, eating and talking, so Angie, being braver than I, took the sweater and went among the wolves trying to sell a few raffle tickets. I can’t remember how many she sold or who won the sweater. Our usual donations for events such as these ran anywhere between $25-$75, depending on the event. (I’m erring on the side of overestimating). I stood back and watched Angie speak to people. She must have gotten some interest, since we did get a few donations. However, you could see other people who didn’t want to be bothered. That was the atmosphere at the time, and it’s no better now.

    When I say “among the wolves” I am not exaggerating. There were, and are, wolves there. I’m hoping some of them have changed their hearts a bit, however, I will never know, because I keep away from them for the most part. I don’t know how many readers have ever felt uncomfortable among groups, but I can assure you I’m not exaggerating. This was not “all in my head” nor my friends’ heads. We all felt it at one time or another. I won’t mention which of us suffered the following bullshit from parishioners, but it’s all true. One of my friends stood handing out pro-life prayer cards with her children after a different Mass, and was approached by a pro-choice Catholic who should have had the decency to just walk out the door. Instead, she walked up to my friend who held out a card. Instead of accepting the card, and then perhaps tossing it in the trash at home, the woman laughed in my friend’s face, turned up her nose, and strutted out the front door. Same shit, different day.

    The most blatant wolf-like behavior occurred a year ago, when my dear friend Angie was backstabbed by parishioners at a school board meeting. These wolves allowed Angie to be likened to a Nazi in public, because Angie had the temerity to stand up for concerned parents and ask that a book– which basically gave blueprints for do it yourself abortions (including using knitting needles) and how to steal drugs from your parents medicine cabinet, hide them in your room, and save them up just in case you decide to commit suicide, among other questionable things–be put in the guidance office of the High School so kids 13-16 could be counseled about what they would read.

    Yes, you read that correctly. Three parishioners from our church hold positions on a school board. These three voted to keep a piece of trash masquerading as literature available without any age restrictions whatsoever, by crying “Book Banning!” These people go to church on Sunday and then go out on Monday and do the opposite of what Christ teaches. So be it. Everyone has free will. For more on the nonsense and SJW tactics of the Banned Books crowd, please see this PJ Media post by Megan Fox. (PS. The Banned books crowd actually bans certain books, those they decide should be “kicked to the curb.” There is a screenshot proving this in Megan’s article if you’re interested.)

    People like these populate my community. And, BTW, the town library near the High School which accused my friend of being a Nazi and a book banner operates under the same rules as the ALS mentioned in Megan’s article. This library was one of the places where a rumor was being spread about “some woman who is trying to ban books.”  It was easy to find out they are ALS sycophants by typing the name of the Library into a twitter search, and then finding the twitter account of one of the librarians, who is an ALS member. This library has been at odds with the community over the past year for one thing after another, including a failure to be transparent, and changing the name of the library against the wishes of residents. But this was to be expected.  That’s what you get when you start palling around with far Leftists who are pushing an anti-family anti-parent agenda in your school. You lie down with dogs, you get up with fleas. And I, for one, have zero sympathy, unless it’s for people who truly were in the dark about this mess. For the people who sucked up to these types and used their lying dirty tactics on my friend, and who are now upset about the library being ripped out from under them, well… they got exactly what they deserved.

    The biggest backstabber is also a fellow parishioner who ran for SB as a CONSERVATIVE. She assured people that she would be a voice for a little sanity, since the school is overrun with texts full of errors in history, and other Common-Core style nonsense. But, when things got tough, this woman folded like a cheap suit, went along with the board and their “Nazi” insinuations and hung my friend out to dry. (A few months later, this cool and hip gal was made VP of the school board. Go figure.)

    And no, I am not sorry for using words such as wolves and backstabber. If the shoe fits, freaking wear it and deal with it.

     

    If somehow, you are reading this and recognize yourself, and you are no longer a pro-choice Catholic, and regret acting the way you did, I hope you know I hold nothing against you. And even if you are still a Pro-choice Catholic now, today, with all of the horrid news and videos coming out about Planned Parenthood, and you think I’m a liar, and that everyone except Planned Parenthood’s champions are liars, I still hold nothing against you. Everyone makes choices, and everyone has free will.

     

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    But as I said, I feel sad and hurt about things that happened. I found it hard to be at Mass this morning, knowing we gave up. I find it difficult to know that our battle in our own neighborhood was lost, when we were doing what we were supposed to be doing, according to the catechism and Catholic teaching. I find it terribly hard to attend Mass at our church at times, though I used to feel as comfortable there as I did in my own home. I’ve been a member there since I was a child.  Not that I hold a grudge, but to know that other Catholics do such things makes me skittish, and now I’m happier when I can go to Mass at churches where no one knows me.

    Writing about this is helping me to get through this day, so I’m doing it, and that is that. And I seriously doubt that anyone I’m referring to would ever read my blog, since I don’t publicize my books in my own parish or neighborhood. This is because I can’t. I cannot contact the local newspapers to ask for a press release because of the subject matter of my books. These media outlets are SJW in nature. They do not do their job while reporting, they do not report fairly, they take sides, and are simply not to be trusted.

    (And if you are a friend of mine, and perhaps you are bored at my retelling of all of this because you have heard it before, I apologize. Writing this is keeping me from descending into my bed, weeping, so thanks for your patience.)

    I might as well add couple of additional episodes, things that seemed a bit strange when they happened but which I forgot about quickly. They may have had something to do with hostility to the idea of a pro-life group getting too uppity in the parish or they may not have, but here they are: We also tried to have a presence at our parish holiday bazaar for a few years. We had a table where we sold Christmas cards and offered handmade bead rosaries for a small donation. My friend’s kids made the rosaries. We also had a sign-up sheet for the annual DC March For Life, and for a couple of years we raffled off hand made baby quilts. One year we were assigned a nice table, right at the entrance. But two women representing the Susan Komen Breast Cancer Foundation took issue with our prominent table.

    To make a long story short, they wanted it. They were bringing awareness to breast cancer, they said, and the position of their table wasn’t suitable, tucked among crafters in a long line of other tables. They wanted our table, and they told the event organizers to get us to trade tables. When the organizer approached Angie, she simply said: “No. There is no reason for us to move, and we are staying.”

    A different year, I’m not sure if it was before or after the pink ladies incident, I arrived at the bazaar to find Angie in a state of confusion and bewilderment. I was shocked to learn the reason.  Angie always got to events early, and upon her arrival she found that we had been moved into the front entryway, a place where we would freeze, since it opened directly into the November chill. My friend Gwen was pregnant with her sixth child, and Angie was freaking out, since she didn’t think a pregnant woman should sit for hours right next to the outer door, excluded from the rest of the bazaar. So, this time Angie complained. She told whoever organized the event that under no circumstances should human beings be stuck in a freezing entryway, when the table we occupied previously was now being used for…wait for it…mushrooms. Yes, that’s right. Mushrooms. A table of mushrooms for sale was inside in the warmth, and we had been stuck out in the cold.

    By the time I arrived, the mushrooms were in the cold entryway, and Angie was setting up our stuff inside, but still… what is your opinion? Which should be out in the cold? Mushrooms, or people? Unless mushroom theft was a worry. The mushrooms were unattended, and paid for inside, so perhaps that might have been what drove the decision. However, if so, why us? Or why couldn’t things have been shifted just a bit, to allow for both mushrooms and people to be inside? Meh. We’ll never know now. (After a few years, we stopped renting table space at the bazaar). We had some nice people who attend church with us who always donated and bought tickets, and gave us support, and then we had people who didn’t know us, strangers, who would also buy chances on the quilts, so at the bazaars, we usually made about $100 which we promptly donated to Birthright.

    So, while we did do good, and I am very thankful to God for the opportunity to have done such work, and also thankful even for the nonsense and hurt I felt personally, because no servant is better than his master, and if God himself suffered mocking and such while on earth, then I should not expect not to, I still admit we lost. We lost a battle in our church.

     

    f52d600f472b7a72714088d3324dc9fbI hope and pray that other churches are more successful, and that Respect Life Sunday is making people aware today, when it’s needed the most, since Planned Parenthood and the big business of abortion have been caught on video committing crimes against humanity.

    And I did notice one man at the table in back, who took some information, so perhaps there was some awareness brought today in my home Parish. I must look on the bright side whenever I can.

     

     

    But today I became aware of a new development.

     

    Christ and His MotherThe ACLU is suing a Catholic Hospital System for refusing to perform abortions. Why in God’s name won’t these people stop? Catholic hospitals have nothing to do with abortions. It’s always been that way. But here we go. Here is an article from the Huffington Post, instructing women to threaten to sue Catholic hospitals into performing elective surgery against Catholic principles. What is this? Catholic Hospitals care for 1 in 6 patients in the united States. 1 in 6. Catholic Hospitals provide excellent care and services. But now it begins: An effort to force these hospitals to comply with demands from people with no other agenda than to force Catholics to violate their consciences.

    I really wish these people would just freaking stop. Just stop. Catholics will never perform abortions against their will. The hospitals will have to shut down if they lose these suits. Maybe not right away, of course, but eventually. Having spoken to other Catholics and freedom minded people about this, we sort of agree that that hospitals, even if ordered to perform abortions or tubal ligations lose the lawsuits, they will most likely simply continue to operate while defying the order. They have probably had plans in place for years, knowing this was coming. What needs to happen if the courts rule in favor of the abortion lobby, is simply to defy the court order and wait until men with guns arrive to enforce it. Put it out on youtube and other alternate media, since Leftist Democrat party media drones will not report such happenings.

    And then, if push comes to shove, Catholics will have go to jail and shut down the hospitals. This is the only option, and I have no doubt the leaders of our church WILL go to jail if push comes to shove. This idea of these progressives forcing everyone to bend to their will must be fought at some point. If ordinary Americans feel that abortion is of such importance that others must go to jail for their refusal to provide them, then so be it. If the Catholic Hospitals, which treat 1 out of every 6 people in America must close, thereby removing good care for Americans and causing a shortage, then perhaps that is what is needed to bring people out of their apathy. We have rights, too. This isn’t a game. This is the livelihood, rights and conscience of free Americans against a bunch of out of control SJWs on steroids.

    I knew this would happen. I knew it 2009, when I began writing my first book. With the advent of Obamacare and an ever growing government I knew it would happen, and here it is. I seriously doubt these people will back off of it, either. They will keep on and on and on with their lawsuits. The courts are iffy. Many judges lick their fingers an hold them up to the wind. What will be the fate of Catholic hospitals depends on ideology, not the law and the 1st amendment to the Constitution.

    Here’s an excerpt from Tears Of Paradox, published in May of 2014, written beginning in July, 2009:

    I couldn’t take her to the Catholic hospital in the next state either, not anymore. By law we were required to go to the ER assigned no matter what, but the Catholic hospital had closed eight months earlier anyway. I remembered the situation in agony. Why? Why did it happen? I could have her there in twenty minutes… Damn the HCA!

    There’d been a fight between the Bishop and the board of directors of the Catholic hospital over abortion, and the Bishop had stood his ground. The board fought him—along with the HCA of course—and the whole hospital shut down over it. Court cases were supposedly pending, but who knew? Everyone had already forgotten the reason for the fight. The drones had started their jamming immediately, and most people were now of the mind that the Bishop was nothing but a wicked old rich guy who wanted the hospital to close just to keep people from being treated. All he was good for now was a few jokes on late night TV. There was no help there.

    I know I shouldn’t be surprised, given the apathy and/or ignorance of Americans regarding the Planned Parenthood scandals, but it seems we do have a war on Christianity, no matter how much the tolerant crowd insists otherwise. I refuse not to believe my own eyes and ears, despite media blackouts or downright media lies.

    A few days ago, nine innocent people were murdered because they refused to deny Christ. That is a war.

    Before the bodies were cold, our President instructed his media minions to politicize the shooting, in hopes to push through gun control legislation. He did not mention that the victims were killed for their faith. As far as I know, he did not call the man who helped save people. He was concerned strictly with gun control. And my personal belief is that this is a plan to eventually deny Americans their 2nd amendment rights, something we will never give up, because history shows us what happens when citizens are disarmed by their socialist style governments and the governments have all the guns. Our current government is tending toward socialism. That is an undeniable fact. And socialism is the step between Freedom and small c communism, which can then become the stuff of nightmares: Communism. It never ends without mass murder. It never has and it never will. We already have a legal genocide of the unborn in America. Who is kidding who, here?

    I don’t care how many times Progressives insist that this is not their ultimate goal. I know what I know, the same as I knew that hospitals would be sued for not performing abortions. When America is being attacked from within what is the proper terminology to describe the event? Is this a cold civil war?

    We are losing battles in our communities, churches and courts. I don’t know how else to describe the events. This is turning into something bigger than what happened to my friends and me personally. Everyone has a story, everyone is affected in some way or other by these progressive bottom feeders. I don’t have much hope that they will stop on their own. I have a feeling Catholics are going to have to go to jail before it’s all over. And I hope worse things than that don’t happen.

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  • No One Can Drive You Crazy, Unless You Give Them The Keys

    I read a quote this evening: “No one can drive you crazy, unless you give them the keys.” Okay. Fair enough. We can’t change the behavior of others, we can only change the way we react to it. This is the way I’m choosing to live my life from now on.

    That’s why I didn’t mention Trig Palin and his dog to my mother. As many people are aware, Sarah Palin’s son Trig was photographed while standing on his dog.

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    Because of media programming, many Americans hate Palin and her family. Some of the people who hate this family probably have no idea why they hate her. They’re simply following the herd. What began seven years ago has become a hard habit to break. Since Americans have been conditioned to believe Palin and other Conservatives do not merit the same respect or compassion as those of other ideologies, the hate is permitted to flourish. I’ve come to the conclusion that it will probably stick around for awhile, so with the exception of retweeting the most insane hatred in order to expose it, I give up. Palin has become the punching bag for any Democrat with a cell phone who happens to be having a bad day. Since the rules of “leave children out of it” do not apply to traditional Americans, Christians, and Conservatives, Palin’s children are also targeted on a regular basis. Since the hate began seven years ago and hasn’t lessened in intensity, I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s okay in the eyes of many Americans. Here is an example of the latest in Palin hate.

     

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    You may be wondering what this has to do with my mother. My mother and father lost a little girl in 1970. The little girl was my sister, Lori Ann. She was three years old when she died. She had Down Syndrome, like Trig Palin. When Sarah Palin came onto the political scene in 2008, our family was thrilled. My parents admired Sarah for obvious reasons. Then the hate began, including hate for Trig. Of course it hurt our family; I’d be lying if I said it didn’t, but everyone has their crosses. Maybe this is ours. I’m not writing this post to garner sympathy. I’ve already come to terms with this unfortunate situation.

    Still, I didn’t mention the latest hate-fest to my mother. It’s January, a bad month for her. My father passed away in January of 2012, and the Holidays are hard for us. I was hoping mom missed the Trig comments. Unfortunately, she didn’t. She mentioned it on the phone this morning. That’s why I’m blogging about it. It bothered me all day, and this is what I chose to write about. I included the screenshots of hate-tweets on the off chance that some random person reading this might find empathy for Trig and his family. They are human beings, the same as the rest of us, even though the media dehumanizes them.

    It’s a shame, but many Americans have bought into this premise, the same way they’ve bought into the premise that a human child in a womb is only a clump of cells. Despite advances in science and technology, such as ultrasounds which plainly show the children, some Americans insist they are not children, and have no right to their own lives. This is an unfortunate fact.

    I’ve been part of the respect life group in my parish church for five years. In those five years, we have made little to no headway in bringing awareness to the plight of the unborn. In fact, certain parishioners seem to be clutching pro-abortion ideology in a death grip, up to and including promoting it in schools.

    Perhaps we made mistakes in our approach. The four of us organized trips to the annual March for Life, tried a pro life movie night, handed out pro life prayer cards, and sat at a table at the church bazaar and tried to interest parishioners in learning about unborn children. We raffled off handmade baby quilts, blankets and sweaters, and held a “baby shower” every spring. The baby items were then donated to a crisis pregnancy center. Somehow, though, we find that we have the support of less than half the parish. Maybe even less than a quarter. Again, perhaps it was our approach. Maybe we tried too hard. Maybe we didn’t understand that people didn’t want prayer cards containing prayers for the unborn. Perhaps we came across as being pushy. Our reasoning was that we were doing our work in a Catholic Church, the rules of which are that abortion is not allowed, so we figured most people would be on board. Why go to a Church when you disagree with a non-negotiable in the Catechism? It was sort of common sense for us to believe that Catholics would see the truth with all the technological advances of the past ten years, but science and technology seem to have overtaken our church and left it in the dust of 1973. Our group seems to have made enemies, not friends, and we’ve even been actively shunned and snubbed at times. So be it. Again, I’m not asking for sympathy. I’m certainly not a victim here.

    However, after five years, I admit I’ve burned out. Since I’ve decided to live my life differently, I’m cutting my losses. Doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result is the definition of insanity, so as of this week, I’m quitting the respect life ministry. I know we have done some good for actual babies and expectant moms, but I cannot bang my head against a brick wall in my own parish any longer. Perhaps the group will keep going in some capacity, but I won’t be participating in anything but prayer.

    The same people who trashed Trig Palin this week over a dog are probably the ones who wanted his mom to abort him. Many people said such things before Trig was born. Seven years hasn’t made much difference. There’s no reasoning with such people. Pro abortion ideology brings out the ugly in people. Perhaps they themselves are suffering and don’t know what they’re doing when they treat a child such as Trig the way they do. I can’t wonder why anymore. I’m making a decision to just pray.

    My mother feels some pain inside, every time Trig or his mom are disparaged. I do, too. So do numerous other families with special needs children. But whatever–we’re strong. We’ll handle it. We really have no other choice, do we?

     

     


  • The importance of voting your conscience

    Today is the Feast of All Souls in the Catholic Church, and this morning’s Mass readings contained some of the most beautiful and comforting words in all of scripture, including Christ’s words to Martha just before he raised her brother Lazurus from the grave: “I am the resurrection and the life; he who believes in Me will live even if he dies, and everyone who lives and believes in Me will never die.” (John 11:25-26)

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    “I am the resurrection and the life…” What momentous words. What a comforting promise. We can rest in the knowledge that our loved ones will have eternal life. We can pray for the dead, and hope we will see them in Paradise.

    However, as comforting as the scripture readings were, I couldn’t help feeling some sorrow, not for the dead, (including my own father), but for some of us still living here in this wilderness we call life.

    Christ’s comforting words to Martha about her beloved brother might have been a great  opening for a few words about the great privilege and responsibility entrusted to we Americans–the right to vote.

    Think about it. Christ spoke of the promise of resurrection from the dead. He wants us to

    images copy 8live. He wants us all to live. This includes all of humanity without exception. Christ wants everyone to live. “Everyone” includes unborn babies, the handicapped, and others who might be deemed “inconvenient” in the eyes of some Americans.

    A recent story out of the United Kingdom has haunted me for days. A mom won the “right” to allow her twelve year old handicapped daughter to die by dehydration. The mom is being hailed as a hero by some, and the act of dehydrating her child is thought, by certain people, to be an act of mercy. You can read about the case here, and come to your own conclusion.

    We are taught to do our best to see everyone through the eyes of Christ, and also to look for Christ in all of our fellow human beings. We are also supposed to ask ourselves “What would Jesus do?”

    Somehow, I get the feeling that Jesus isn’t exactly thrilled at the prospect of a twelve year old child being dehydrated to death over a period of two weeks, or His knowledge of millions of children being ripped out of their safe havens limb by limb and then tossed into the trash.

    Since Americans  are being asked to make some hard choices on Tuesday, it might have been a good idea for our pastor to say a few words during the homily about the importance of voting your conscience. However, with the exception of general intercessory prayers, nothing was said by the pastor himself except a quick statement urging parishioners to exercise their right to vote. No mention was made from the pastor himself, to investigate the issues and then choose the candidates with values similar to those of Church teaching.

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    To be fair, our parish displays signs pertaining to human life at certain times of year, and the bulletin does contain references to the sanctity of human life. This week a statement about voting for candidates with Christian values was included, but still, many folks don’t even read the bulletin. Folks in the pews who normally vote for candidates who will do the exact opposite of what is written above could easily toss the bulletin in the trash, the same way human beings are tossed into the trash each and every day in America. It’s pretty easy to hide the words in a parish bulletin if you’re determined to be willfully blind to the plight of helpless human beings.

    This isn’t any ordinary election. More and more human lives hang in the balance with each passing year. It’s very unfortunate that some folks aren’t taught about the sanctity of human life while sitting in the pews at Mass. How sad it is, that some pastors seem a bit indifferent to the well being of their own flocks. These priests and ministers certainly aren’t doing those in their care any favors by keeping quiet.

    However, we can’t force people to listen to their conscience, and we cannot force our clergy to speak for those with no voice. We can only pray for the best outcome on Tuesday, and that all of our family, friends and fellow Americans will eventually be able to heal our divisions.

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    We can also pray for our loved ones who’ve gone before us. May they and all the faithful departed rest in the Peace of Christ.

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  • October is Down Syndrome Awareness Month

    I’m glad there’s a special month to bring awareness to Down Syndrome, since people with Down Syndrome are special. I learned this firsthand when my sister Lori Ann was born in 1967.

     

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    My sister Lori Ann in January of 1970, pictured with Amy, left, and me.

     

    When Lori Ann joined our family, there was no special month to bring awareness. In fact, my parents were urged to institutionalize her immediately after her birth. They never even considered such an option, however. Lori simply came home and became part of the family, and for this we will always be grateful. Because Lori lived in our home for three years before God decided he wanted her back, my sister and I are better people than we would have been otherwise. Our children are also better people. We’re all better human beings, because Lori taught us to value other people, and to understand that the good health we were born with was a gift.

    Lori was not blessed with good health. She had many physical ailments, and her little life ended on October 21, 1970, exactly forty-four years ago. She was three years old. We wish she was still with us. Even though Lori Ann’s earthly life lasted only three short years, we feel blessed that God sent her to our family. She was our teacher, you see.

    I recently had the pleasure of discussing Down Syndrome awareness with author, blogger, and founder of the Writestream Radio Network, Daria DiGiovanni. Daria and I shared childhood memories of growing up with siblings who had Down Syndrome. Daria inspired the audience with her brother Ralph’s story, and shared many good sources of information about Down Syndrome. Please click here to listen to the podcast.

    Unfortunately, we were also forced to give the listening audience some unpleasant facts about societal attitudes toward people with Down Syndrome. These days, ninety percent of children with Down Syndrome are aborted before they’re born. This is a disturbing statistic. What happened to the human race? Shouldn’t we be more accepting of people with disabilities by now?

     

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    I find such an attitude distasteful, not to mention ignorant. We were supposed to have learned a lesson back in 1945, when Hitler’s death camps came to light. Hitler was on a quest to create a master race of humans. Unfortunately, his ideas are shared by supposedly educated people in today’s scientific community. What have we become?

    It might be a good idea to do some soul searching. What kind of civilization kills innocent children simply for not being “perfect”?

     

     

     

     


  • October is Respect Life Month

    October is Respect Life Month. Today’s post concerns the youngest among us, unborn children. These children cannot speak for themselves, yet they are still important. They are real people, and deserve respect, compassion, and their right to life. There have been over fifty-five million abortions in America since 1973,  when the Supreme Court made their infamous ruling in Roe v Wade, legalizing abortion in America. The ruling has never been popular with the majority of Americans, those of us who understand that under the US Constitution, each citizen is endowed with certain  unalienable rights, given us by our Creator.  The very first right on the list is the right to life.

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    Above is a picture of a child who happens to be living in his or her mother’s womb. This child is innocent, and deserves respect, regardless of whether or not he or she happens to be “convenient”.

    Please, no matter your ideology or political party, think, just for a moment, of the child’s rights. They are no less than yours in the eyes of a Higher Power.

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    Abraham Lincoln, the great President responsible for ending slavery in the United States, was born poor, in a log cabin in Kentucky. He was a self educated man. He may have been poor, but where would we be without him?

    Some awesome pro life quotes by famous people can be found here. Included are quotes from Mother Teresa, Ronald Reagan, and Dr. Seuss. The pro-choice arguments are falling on their face these days. Science and technology shine light on the  “clump of cells” talking point. Just look at the 3D ultrasound photos. How can there be any doubt that this is a human child? It was a human child at conception, with unique DNA.

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    I will close with this poem, “Unborn Lament” by Sr. M. Aloysius Peach, O.S.U. Sister Aloysius was Poet Laureate of Delaware from 1963-1964. She composed the following poem soon after the Roe v Wade decision, just before she passed away. I learned about Sister Aloysius from a Franciscan priest who preached at our Parish on Sunday. He read the poem as part of his homily. It was a very moving homily, and there were tears in the eyes of some parishioners, including mine.

    I was refused a glimpse of the sky
    To greet the rising sun
    For me—a poor unwanted child
    Life had just begun.
    I might have been a priest or a nun,
    And worked for God and man
    But Seven men condemned
    me,
    Just as my life began.


    I might have been a President,
    (or maybe the mother of one)
    I might have been a scientist,
    (What good I might have done!)
    A child denied a place on earth,
    A child refused a name:
    A child begrudged by those his owe
    A place in the Hall of Fame.
    But seven men condemned me
    Before I saw the light
    As lords of life and death, they chose
    The wrong instead of the right.
    I know that He who took a child
    And placed it on His knee
    Has not forgotten who I am;
    And He will shelter me.
    And He will have a place for me
    That none can take away;
    Although my own refused, before
    I saw the light of day.


    The time will come when every man
    will face the judgment seat;
    I will not have a single fear
    But only mercy sweet.
    Though my own flesh and blood conspired
    To give no place to me,
    I shall not be refused a place
    For all eternity.
    For He who is the God of love
    Will come to my surprise
    He’ll look on me, and I shall gaze
    With love into his eyes.
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