Removing invincible ignorance . . .

I have a problem with the world's view of life today. And I have a real problem with people who say they are Catholic but separate their Faith from reality when they vote. Were you one of the Catholics that helped our present president get his place in the White House? Did you vote for him knowing that he was pro-death and would enact and support future legislation that would promote, encourage and allow the wholesale slaughter of unborn infants.? Did you know he was in favor of using our tax dollars for contraception costs?

You may claim invincible ignorance at this point, but now you know! How will you vote in the upcoming election?

As Catholics, it seems to me that we have to be one issue voters when it deals with the survival of the unborn. According to the Teaching of the Twelve Apostles, "You shall not kill an unborn child or murder a newborn infant." Your vote could, in essence, help women procure abortions. According to Canon Law, "Those who procure an abortion . . . automatically incur an excommunication." Knowing this, can you still vote the pro-death ticket? Knowing this, do you feel any remorse for the Catholic vote you may have cast that aided and abetted the murder of babies?

Some people take it as a matter of pride to vote a single party line. If there was a person running, regardless of party, who was terrible at everything political yet staunchly pro-life, that is where my vote would go - without a second thought. Murder is spoken against quite strongly in the Ten Commandments. St. Basil stated that, "A woman who deliberately destroys a fetus is answerable for murder." So? Are you going to vote for comfort, convenience, low taxes, social security, and fair wages or are you going to preserve the sanctity of life with your vote? Sorry . . . with this I have just removed your claim to invincible ignorance.

"In the domain of morality, is it not an accepted principle of our Western bourgeois world that there is no absolute distinction between right and wrong rooted in the eternal order of God, but that they are relative and dependent entirely upon one's point of view? Hence when the Western world wishes to decide what is right and wrong even in certain moral matters, it takes a poll-forgetful that the majority never makes a thing right. The first poll of public opinion taken in history of Christianity was on Pilate's front porch, and it was wrong." Fulton J. Sheen

Quotes to share . . .

"A little nonsense now and then, is relished by the wisest men."
       -- Anonymous

 

"Anybody can win unless there happens to be a second entry."
       -- George Ade

 

"A jury consists of twelve persons chosen to decide who has the better lawyer."
       -- Robert Frost

 

"Art is making something out of nothing and selling it."
       -- Frank Zappa

Great advice!

FOR ALL YOU LADIES IN A HURRY TO GET MARRIED, here's a quick piece of Biblical advice: Ruth patiently waited for her mate Boaz. While waiting on YOUR Boaz,don't settle for ANY of his relatives: Brokeaz, Poaz, Lyinaz, Cheatinaz, Dumbaz, Cheapaz, Lockedupaz, Goodfornothinaz, Lazyaz, or Marriedaz, and especially his third cousin Beatinyoaz. Please, wait on your Boaz, & make sure he respects Yo-az!

Catholic Trivia!

Who is the most famous librarian in Catholic History?

Msgr. Achilles Ratti, a historian of repute had spent all his professional life in libraries when at the age of sixty-one he was appointed Pope Benedict IV’s personal representative to Poland. Four years later he was elected Pope Pius XI.

It definitely was the best of times even when it seemed to be the worst of times . . .

I remember struggling through the grocery store one day, years ago now. I had one baby in my arms, one toddling at my side and one in the shopping cart. It was hard to shop trying to keep a distance from the shelves so my ‘helpers' wouldn't add things of their own choosing to the cart. I also had to keep an eye out for items the cart dweller wanted to discard along the way.

The baby, who never slept at home, snuggled into my shoulder for a nap successfully keeping that side of my body numb. The toddler wanted up like the baby and the cart dweller had decided to bite into each and every carton of yogurt.

Being an overachiever or a good deal younger at the time, I was also trying to use coupons. The baby decided to have her ‘moment' of the day and we left an unpleasant aroma in our wake. The toddler decided it was half past whining time and was hitting an earsplitting decibel. I persevered and had the check out counter in my line of vision. The grocery total was tallied up, and I turned to grab my hefty wallet of coupons in time to see the cart dweller turn it upside down, squealing as coupons took off in the breeze of the automatic doors nearby. He suddenly looked up and said, "Oops!"

A customer behind me was smiling and said, "Enjoy! These are the best days of your life and they will be over sooner than you can imagine!" Murder was in my heart but my arms were full of baby.

I was sitting with a friend at the airport one day a year or so ago. We weren't going anywhere but we had just put our daughters on their first flight, their first trip away from home. I suddenly understood the sentiment behind that woman's words. One of those babies was now old enough to board a plane on her own and go half way across the country . . . without me! She no longer needed to toddle along beside me, screaming for my attention. She was a person unto herself. I had to vie for her attention now! The baby on my shoulder is applying for college. The cart dweller lives in Taiwan. I enjoy their accomplishments but look back on my shopping days with them with a good deal of sweet nostalgia. Who would have thought it?

My friend and I stood outside the airport and watched the plane take off with our daughters. Our daughters did come home again. It was our little girls who had been left behind.

Somewhat of a productive day . . .

 
Besides getting the checkbook in order, I got some prayer pouches ready for a buyer. They seem to be 'taking' off as several people at morning Mass are now carrying them. They are handy for throwing in your prayerbooks, Holy Cards, Rosary, etc. Since I finally made one for myself, I'm no longer dropping and scattering pages of my tattered prayerbook all over the floor under the pews.

Still have three quilts in the works but have high hopes. Tomorrow, however, is recreation day with a trip to the movies to see Captain America. Haven't been to a movie in years so this should be fun. I'm going with a friend and we are bringing along two of her children and one of mine.

The rain is long gone but the nearby mountains sort of look a bit greener for the deluge even if it is not new growth but just a good cleaning of the existing brush. One hundred degrees today with humidity from the vanishing rain clouds. Still, it is bearable weather and there is worse suffering in the world! Still, I have to learn to perspire with more dignity and less complaints . . . Sigh . . . :-)

Thoughts from the garden . . .

Before the reward there must be labor. You plant before you harvest. You sow in tears before you reap joy.
Ralph Ransom

Care less for your harvest than for how it is shared and your life will have meaning and your heart will have peace.
Kent Nerburn

Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant.
Robert Louis Stevenson

Even after a bad harvest there must be sowing.
Lucius Annaeus Seneca