Bringing this back for Our Lady!On the glorious feast of the Assumption, pray for the Middle East and all those being persecuted throughout the world.God bless!

Bringing this back for Our Lady!
On the glorious feast of the Assumption, pray for the Middle East and all those being persecuted throughout the world.

God bless!

jcassian:

In his desire to expiate our crimes, Jesus voluntarily abandoned himself to an infinite sorrow for all our excesses.  He saw them all, one by one, and was afflicted by them beyond measure, as if he himself had committed them, for he was charged with them before God.  Yes, our iniquities poured upon him from every direction, so that he could say with David, “the torrents of iniquity troubled me.”  This is why he said, “Now is my soul trouble.”  This was the cause of the inexplicable anguish that brought him to pronounce these words: “My soul is very sorrowful, even unto death.”  The immensity of sorrow could, in fact, have dealt the death blow itself, if Jesus had not restrained his soul, preserving it to endure greater evils and to drink the whole cup of his Passion.  He nevertheless allowed his blood to overflow in the Garden of Olives to convince us that our sins - yes, our sins alone, without the executioner’s help - could have brought about his death.  Can you believe that sin could have such great and evil power?  If we only saw Jesus fall into the hands of the soldiers who scourged, tormented, and crucified him, we would blame his death only upon this torture.  Now that we see him succumb in the Garden of Olives, where he has only our sins to persecute him, we may accuse ourselves.  Let us weep, beat our breasts, and tremble in the very depths of our conscience.  How could we not be seized with fright, having ourselves, in our very hearts, so certain a cause of death?  If sin alone sufficed to kill God, how can mortal men survive with such a poison in their bodies?  No.  We exist only by a continuous miracle of mercy.  The same divine power that miraculously sustained the soul of the Savior, that he might endure the whole punishment, sustains ours that we might accomplish our penance, or at least begin it."Meditations for Lent"Jacques Bossuet

jcassian:

In his desire to expiate our crimes, Jesus voluntarily abandoned himself to an infinite sorrow for all our excesses.  He saw them all, one by one, and was afflicted by them beyond measure, as if he himself had committed them, for he was charged with them before God.  Yes, our iniquities poured upon him from every direction, so that he could say with David, “the torrents of iniquity troubled me.”  This is why he said, “Now is my soul trouble.”  This was the cause of the inexplicable anguish that brought him to pronounce these words: “My soul is very sorrowful, even unto death.”  The immensity of sorrow could, in fact, have dealt the death blow itself, if Jesus had not restrained his soul, preserving it to endure greater evils and to drink the whole cup of his Passion.  He nevertheless allowed his blood to overflow in the Garden of Olives to convince us that our sins - yes, our sins alone, without the executioner’s help - could have brought about his death.  Can you believe that sin could have such great and evil power?  If we only saw Jesus fall into the hands of the soldiers who scourged, tormented, and crucified him, we would blame his death only upon this torture.  Now that we see him succumb in the Garden of Olives, where he has only our sins to persecute him, we may accuse ourselves.  Let us weep, beat our breasts, and tremble in the very depths of our conscience.  How could we not be seized with fright, having ourselves, in our very hearts, so certain a cause of death?  If sin alone sufficed to kill God, how can mortal men survive with such a poison in their bodies?  No.  We exist only by a continuous miracle of mercy.  The same divine power that miraculously sustained the soul of the Savior, that he might endure the whole punishment, sustains ours that we might accomplish our penance, or at least begin it.

"Meditations for Lent"
Jacques Bossuet

"My conscience is the tribunal of Pilate… as often as I choose to speak the uncharitable word, do the dishonest action, or consent to the evil thought, I say in so many words, “Release Barabbas unto me.” And to choose Barabbas means to crucify Christ."

Ven. Fulton Sheen (via faustinarockandroll)

"Unless there is a Good Friday in your life, there can be no Easter Sunday."

Archbishop Fulton Sheen

Lord help me to give my life totally to You, as you gave your life totally for all of us.

Burdens

During the holy season of Lent, let us identify in what ways we are tempted by Satan. Let us travel through the desert of our lives and find those things which do not encourage our faith to grow positively, those things which only offer us short-term earthly pleasure.

Let each and everyone of us identify our flaws, so that after these 40 days, we may be able to know the cross which we all carry on our shoulders. The burdens we struggle with, and the areas where we truly need God’s help. So that we may offer it up at our own Calvary, so that one day, our souls and bodies can be truly free of our troubles.

God bless.

Sometimes the best way to preach our faith is to not say a word. To see someone actively live the faith speaks volumes more than trying to explain it in words.

A message from Anonymous


i just recently had an abortion over the weekend and it was great that i had access to it, without it my boyfriend and i would of had to drop out of college and ruin our lives but apparently abortion is sooo wrong when its not even a baby, its a parasite made of cells that have no feelings that is leaving my body, people like you make me sick‏

alwaysabeautifullife:

When I first read this post, I thought I would just delete it like the rest. I know your intentions were to cause me suffering, and if causing me suffering means you win, then I guess you have. To be honest, lying in this hospital bed, it is young women like you that I think about the most.

I was once like you. I was once told that aborting my children was the answer to my life. I was once told that my boyfriend too would have to drop out of the University he attended, and I wouldn’t be able to attend the following year after I graduated from High School. The funny thing was, because of my son, my ex-boyfriend and I qualified for several grants and scholarships. In fact, I’m one of the few people I know that was able to go to school without taking out student loans. Which is probably why I’m a home owner at 26.

I was once like you. “Its a clump of cells,” they told me. “Its a parasite,” they said. When scientifically speaking, that’s inaccurate. It is a fetus, or an unborn human being. I know a human becomes easier to kill once you label it something else. This is called dehumanization. You don’t need to dehumanize the unborn human being, you can just call it what it is; you aborted an underdeveloped human being.

As I look into my sons eyes, I don’t see a parasite, or a clump of cells. I see a brown haired, fair skin, goofy 8 year old human being. I see a human being with the exact same body as the one they called a parasite when it was in my womb. His body grows a little more every year, and every year he gets stronger. “Mom, let me help you with that.” he says, as I struggle to carry bags into the house. “Mom, wait, I’ll get it for you,” he says, as he jumps in front of me to reach for the door to open it. His body is more developed, that’s for sure, but it it the same as it was when it was tiny and growing inside me.

I was once like you. “It will ruin your life,” they said. “You’re a child yourself”, they said. That’s the strangest. As I lie in this hospital bed, at risk of death, I have no fear. I am 26 years old, and have absolutely nothing more that I could ask for to make me happier. If keeping my son ruined my life, then why do I have everything I want? Why am I so content with my short life, if it was ruined the day he was born? The love and happiness I have experienced in my short life, is enough to feel fulfilled, complete. My life is beautiful, and my children were the ones that made it that way.

When I cry, my children burry their heads on my chest, wipe my tears with their tiny fingers. When I smile, they run to me, wrap their arms around me, lean back and giggle. What have they destroyed in my life besides all that was bitter, hateful and selfish? Besides all those awful parts of me they peeled away with their tenderness, and gentleness.

I’m sorry that when you terminated your pregnancy, you felt nothing, and I’m afraid that is where we are different. I couldn’t bring myself to dehumanize the tiny human being inside my body, even though it was under developed, dependent and inconvenient. I felt. And I’m the one who feels for you now. I can feel the loss for your unborn human being.

I know you assume I think I’m “better then you”. But it’s exactly the opposite. As I lay here in this bed, ready to give my life for the child inside of me right now, it isn’t just because its my child. It’s because it is a human being. I am willing to die for an underdeveloped, dependent and inconvenient human being, because that human is my equal. You are my equal, your child is my equal, and I don’t have it in me to view my life as more valuable then anyone else’s. I can’t use any reason to take an innocent human being, dehumanize it, and place it under me. And I don’t want to.

I’m sorry that people like me make you sick, but I think if you really new me, you wouldn’t feel that way. Maybe if you knew me, you could see that my life is beautiful and wonderful just like yours, and just like every human being. I believe that your life is precious, and you were made for more love then you comprehend, and I’m so sorry you can’t see the value of life.

Life is precious. It is a divine right, it is so precious that I would be willing to die if that is the cost for another to live.

Months from now, I hope that you read this and I’m living with my new beautiful child, in my modest house, with the rest of my family, but if I’m not, I want you to remember that it made me happy to risk my life for another human being, and I would gladly do it even for someone who was sickened by me; I would even do it for you.

Life is invaluable.

Prayer Request

by-grace-of-god:

Let’s all lift up alwaysabeautifullife in prayer that her blood clot will dissolve and her precious baby be welcomed soon! 

"No one who overdrinks wills the headache, but he gets one; no man who sins wills frustration or loneliness of soul, but he feels it. In breaking a law we always suffer certain consequences which we never intended. God so made the world that certain effects follow certain causes."

Archbishop Fulton J. Sheen