Google+
The Gift of Starting Anew

The Gift of Starting Anew

November 2nd was All Souls Day, and it was the first time my parish celebrated our Lady of Purgatory. I woke up in the morning excited to join our parish in our All Souls’ Day event. My kids were excited, and we were ready. Then Z2 woke up with a fever and all the plans were squashed. Instead of feeling disappointed, or annoyed, I was feeling full of love. My son needed me and I was there to help him. Yes, I know this was the first time for the celebration and remembrance of our loved one, but God willing there will be another one next year. Instead, I spent my Saturday with my family and thinking about my loved ones. All those who were laid to rest before me like my father, friends, and acquaintances. I thought how not much separated me from them—only a few feet a dirt. I seriously thought about all the plans they had for tomorrow. What they will do when they will retire or when they get that day off. They never thought that the day they died would be their last day. That they—like everyone would have to make an account of their actions. It’s terrifying when you think about life and death that way. While praying my Liturgy of the Hours this came up: Now that is terrifying! Our Lord is so good and so merciful, that he waits for us in Confession. He forgives us our sins, and do not hold them against us. When we are forgiven for our sins, we have a chance of heaven again. We will...
Frustrations With A Wounded Heart

Frustrations With A Wounded Heart

I had taken a step back from writing on this blog for many reasons. My days are more filled with things to do. Also, I was pregnant most of this year, so my thoughts were mainly mush. However, truly analyzing why it’s been hard for me to write, has been due to the problems that is happening in the Church. Since 2018 there has been report after report about the problems that are in the Church. Money issues (and mishandling), abuses and misconduct by those in trusted position. If I tried to see if our Pope had anything encouraging to say—I would be sorely disappointed. The words of our Pope has been far from positive for those of us who love Our Lord’s Church. So, for over a year, it has been hard for me to effectively share my love for my Faith, when all these black eyes are popping up from the abyss. I mean, how effectively can you evangelize when your roof is on fire? I know all of this is in God’s plan. Everything is according to His will. It’s not for me to explain away the problems we have in the Church—yeah we have them. And yeah, the problems is causing a lot of people to lose their faith. There has been two school of thought about this crisis— either we go about “business as usual,” or continue to shed a spotlight on the issue. As painful as it is, I pray that a spotlight continues to shine bright, so we can see how truly to problem lies. Of course on top of that is...
Book Review: Hostile Witness

Book Review: Hostile Witness

    This review has been a long time coming.  I’ve started reading Hostile Witness by Gary Mitchuta a while ago.  I actually had to read it twice–once on my Kindle and finally I gave up bought a paperback.  This is why I have multiple copies of the same book. This book was a treasure for me, because I love history.  I love learning about our faith through the eyes of history and seeing how events that surrounds the Bible helps the time period (and culture) make sense.  Learning about our history makes the lives of those who lived during the time of the Bible and after, come alive. Gary Mitchuta starts this book by taking us all the way back to the New Testament times, and uses historical witnesses to prove Christianity.  Instead of using testimony from people who agreed with Christianity, he pulled testimony from people who dismissed the faith, or who were against (hostile) against it. This was the part that made this book so interesting.  He starts with King Herod the Great, and takes us through history up until WWII and the National Socialist Party (Nazis).  He gives just enough information to whet your appetite about that time period, while leaving you wanting to know more about it.   Dispelling the Lies    In our day and age, we have so many people who use information incorrectly, or just choose to be willfully ignorant about history.  Mitchuta takes the common arguments such as: Jesus doesn’t exist, Crusades and Christianity evils, and of course WWII and how the Pope was on the Nazis side–and dispels them. Not only...
Too Much Curisity Is a Vice?

Too Much Curisity Is a Vice?

Last night while preparing dinner, I was listening to podcast. It’s the best time to drown out the noise of the kids playing in the background. It’s when they are quiet I’m worried. Anyway, I was listening to Pints with Aquinas (totally geeking out) and the episode on curiosity piqued my interest. I was curious on what Aquinas has to say about curiosity. Oh the irony! To be curious is to want to gain knowledge, which is not a bad thing. It only becomes bad for these two reasons: 1. It is an inordinate desire for learning. That is—to learn something that (Pardon my French) we have no business learning about. 2. The knowledge gain will with lead to sin or teach us how to sin.   Curiosity Killed The Cat?   I always though about the phrase, “Curiosity killed the cat,” but I never fully understand why. What do we gain from learning about the different gods that the ancient Egyptians worshiped? For a person who doesn’t study world religion and history, outside the Old Testament—the knowege is only to understand why the plagues were done as the were. However, we don’t need to know the rituals they performed while they sacrificed things to their gods. That is information we really don’t need to know. The second point was that the knowledge will teach us how to sin. So let’s talk about a popular topic (it’s really not popular), chastity. A person who was looking to avoid getting in the near occasion wouldn’t even skirt with the idea. However, a person who is curious about it, would try...
Breaking the Silence

Breaking the Silence

One can wonder, how can I write mainly about faith and yet stay silent the crisis that’s going on in the Church—that’s it, I’m not ignoring it. There is just too much going on with the crisis in the Church that one can either lose yourself or become disheartened by what’s going on.  There is a huge scandal going on where many people are losing their faith. Since the summer, news and scandals and bad behaving Churchman have come out. It’s been one story after another. The whole end of summer turned somewhat depressing.  What was even more depressing was the silence from the Church leaders who decided to not say anything about the abuses.  They decided to “say not one word” officially, but yet use their office to call people accusers and slanders. The truth is, abuses has been covered up.  People who have done really bad things has been moved around to different parishes, and sadly, some have been promoted.  There is a link between the abuses and sexual deviance (which I will not name here).  But there is no “consensual encounters going on when you’re a priest. It just shouldn’t be happening–period. There is no consensual encounters going on when you have authority over another person and what you say will either have them progress or removed from moving forward.  I don’t like how these men tried to paint a picture that is consensual.  It’s breaking of a vow–a vow of celibacy and no matter which way you put it, it’s a break.   As married person, we take a vow as well–to forsake all others.  There is...
Sunday Week 19: Having Faith in the Lord

Sunday Week 19: Having Faith in the Lord

Tied, cranky, hungry, and exhausted—I am no stranger to these feelings. In the first reading of today’s gospel we see a prophet at the end of his rope, and just about to give up. While having faith in the Lord, he simply recognizes how weak he is in his circumstance. The weakness of man During the first reading, we’re given an image of the profit who is just exhausted. He’s walking—while hungry—and he sun is just bearing down on him. Not saying that we have physically walked through a desert, but there are times emotionally when we’ve been there. He just about had it and is just about to give up and decided to go to sleep in hope of not waking up again. This is what I know I can relate to. Sometimes the burden is just too much handle, and all seems it is for nothing. What touched me so much with this part of the reading is that it’s so human, and so vulnerable. Yet–it was a simple prayer of someone who had enough and felt that they could not do it anymore. The Strength of the Lord When the angle woke him up and told him to eat so that he can regain his strength, he did so–but then went back to sleep. An angle woke him up and was told to eat because the journey is too much for him. ,He ate everything, and that sustained him for forty days. I love this! Alone, we can do absolutely nothing. We are weak, and frail and always close to our breaking point. But when we dine on Divine food,...
Google+