Tuesday, May 26, 2009

In the Catholic Church, the month of May is dedicated to the Blessed Virgin Mary For those of you who believe, there is nothing I need to say. For those who scoff and blaspheme her, I ask that you open your heart. She is the Mother of Jesus Christ, the Second Person of the Blessed Trinity The Father is God, the Son is God and the Holy Spirit is God. No, there are not three Gods, there is only One God That's the mystery of the Blessed Trinity.

Celine Dion - Ave Maria

Monday, May 18, 2009

I thought I had better post something today before the few people that come here think I died or am terribly ill. No, neither of those things would be true at this time, I am well and busy. I am abreast of the worldly news and Catholic news. The world has given license to many things that are "abhorrent" and it is called freedom of choice, a church that has been around since Jesus Christ walked this earth is relentlessly persecuted (Notre Dame). I read or heard that if someone says anything against another church they will be prosecuted. The Catholic Church is an exception, say anything you want to. The great divide between "C"atholics and "c"atholics came as a surprise to me. Although I am saddened, all the things that are taking place, strengthen my faith. A time is coming when protestant churches will not remain, we will be a godless world. Many of us will call out to God to save us, the same God we walked away from.

I believe that it is not too late to turn around. Because there is strength in numbers, if all denominations fought alongside the Catholic Church, we can save, if not the world, America, the land of the FREE.

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Sunday, May 10, 2009

The following is a poem written by Judge Roy Moore from Alabama . Judge Moore was sued by the ACLU for displaying the Ten Commandments in his courtroom foyer He has been stripped of his judgeship and now they are trying to strip his right to practice law in Alabama ! The judge's poem sums it up quite well.

America the beautiful,
or so you used to be.
Land of the Pilgrims' pride;
I'm glad they'll never see.

Babies piled in dumpsters,
Abortion on demand,
Oh, sweet land of liberty;
your house is on the sand.

Our children wander aimlessly
poisoned by cocaine
choosing to indulge their lusts,
when God has said abstain

From sea to shining sea,
our Nation turns away
From the teaching of God's love
and a need to always pray

We've kept God in our
temples,how callous we have grown.
When earth is but His footstool,
and Heaven is His throne.

We've voted in a government
that's rotting at the core,
Appointing Godless Judges;
who throw reason out the door,

Too soft to place a killer
in a well deserved tomb,
But brave enough to kill a baby
before he leaves the womb.

You think that God's not
angry, that our land's a moral slum?
How much longer will He wait
before His judgment comes?

How are we to face our God,
from Whom we cannot hide?
What then is left for us to do,
but stem this evil tide?

If we who are His children,
will humbly turn and pray;
Seek His holy face
and mend our evil way:

Then God will hear from Heaven;
and forgive us of our sins,
He'll heal our sickly land
and those who live within.

America the Beautiful,
If you don't - then you will see,
A sad but Holy God
withdraw His hand from Thee.

~~Judge Roy Moore~~