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Five Holy Wounds

Devotion in Honor of the Five Holy Wounds

As I kneel before Thee on the Cross, most loving Savior of my soul, my conscience tells me it is I who have nailed Thee to that Cross with these hands of mine, as often as I have fallen into mortal sin, wearing Thee with my monstrous ingratitude.

My God, my chief and most perfect Good, worthy of all my love, seeing Thou hast ever loaded me with blessings, I cannot now undo my misdeeds, as I would most willingly, but I can and will loathe them, grieving greatly for having offended Thee Who art infinite Goodness. And now, kneeling at Thy feet, I will try at least to compassionate Thee, to give Thee thanks, to ask of Thee pardon and contrition. Wherefore, with heart and lips I say:

(To the Wound of the Left Foot)

Holy Wound of the Left Foot of my Jesus, I adore Thee! I compassionate Thee, O my Jesus, for that most bitter pain which Thou didst suffer. I thank Thee for the love whereby Thou was wearied in overtaking me on to way to ruin, and didst bleed amid the thorns and brambles of my sins. I offer to the Eternal Father the pain and love of Thy most Sacred Humanity, in atonement for my sins, all of which I detest with sincere and bitter contrition.

(To the Wound of the Right Foot)

Holy Wound of the Right Foot of my Jesus, I adore Thee! I compassionate Thee, O my Jesus, for that most bitter pain which Thou didst suffer. I thank Thee for the love which pierced Thee with such torture and shedding of blood in order to punish my wanderings and the guilty pleasures I have granted to my passions. I offer to the Eternal Father all the pain and love of Thy most Sacred Humanity, and I pray unto Him for grace to weep over my transgressions with burning tears, and to enable me to persevere in the good which I have begun, without ever swerving again from my obedience to the commandments of my God.

(To the Wound of the Left Hand)

Holy Wound of the Left Hand of my Jesus, I adore Thee! I compassionate Thee, O my Jesus, for that most bitter pain which Thou didst suffer. I thank Thee for having, in Thy love, spared me the scourges and eternal damnation which my sins have merited. I offer to the Eternal Father the pain and love of Thy most Sacred Humanity, and I pray Him to teach me how to turn to good account my span of life, and bring forth in it worthy fruits of penance, and so disarm the angry justice of my God.

(To the Wound of the Right Hand)

Holy Wound of the Right Hand of my Jesus, I adore Thee! I compassionate Thee, O my Jesus, for that most bitter pain which Thou didst suffer. I thank Thee for Thy graces lavished on me with such love, in spite of all my miserable obstinacy. I offer to the Eternal Father all the pain and love of Thy most Sacred Humanity, and I pray Him to change my heart and its affections, and make me do all my actions in accordance with the will of God.

(To the Wound in the Sacred Side)

Holy Wound in the Side of my Jesus, I adore Thee! I compassionate Thee, O my Jesus, for the cruel insult Thou didst suffer. I thank Thee, my Jesus, for the love which suffered Thy side and Heart to be pierced, that the last drops of Blood and water might issue forth, making my redemption to abound. I offer to the Eternal Father this outrage, and the love of Thy most Sacred Humanity, that my soul may enter once for all into that most loving Heart, eager and ready to receive the greatest sinners, and from it may never more depart

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Fear And Trembling

Elijah, on Mount Carmel challenged all the prophets of Baal. With total intervention of God he had won. Then we hear he is hiding in a cave and….

“I have had enough, Lord,’ he said. ‘Take my life, for I am no better than my ancestors.” (1Kings,19:4)

Why? He had “Moved a Mountain” with his faith in God, so it could not be his lack of faith. No. Now what was he afraid of? Seeing his hands, tongue and eyes being used by God. Being His instrument and seeing the “Wine Press” in action. I have to say after pondering this more, its much the same as the Agony of our Lord in the garden. To think at all our Lord was lacking in faith is absurd. Fear of the Lord, not in regards to what He would to to him, Elijah, but what is going to happen to others who refuse Him. Awe in its purest form. Seeing God in action, from the core of the innermost part of his soul is the most humbling experience a man can face, leaving no doubt, zero doubt, He is God and God’s will be done, not his, no matter how painful it will be.

“and a voice said, ‘What are you doing here, Elijah?'” (1 Kings, 19:3)

This is God’s consolation, coming to him, assuring him, what he is doing is God’s will and not his own. Ensuring Elijah, I, God, did that, not you. Then allowing Elijah to build fortitude, and continue on to complete the will of God.

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Original – Prayer to St. Michael The Archangel

“O Glorious Prince of the heavenly host, St. Michael the Archangel, defend us in the battle and in the terrible warfare that we are waging against the principalities and powers, against the rulers of this world of darkness, against the evil spirits. Come to the aid of man, whom Almighty God created immortal, made in His own image and likeness, and redeemed at a great price from the tyranny of Satan.

“Fight this day the battle of the Lord, together with the holy angels, as already thou hast fought the leader of the proud angels, Lucifer, and his apostate host, who were powerless to resist thee, nor was there place for them any longer in Heaven. That cruel, ancient serpent, who is called the devil or Satan who seduces the whole world, was cast into the abyss with his angels. Behold, this primeval enemy and slayer of men has taken courage. Transformed into an angel of light, he wanders about with all the multitude of wicked spirits, invading the earth in order to blot out the name of God and of His Christ, to seize upon, slay and cast into eternal perdition souls destined for the crown of eternal glory. This wicked dragon pours out, as a most impure flood, the venom of his malice on men of depraved mind and corrupt heart, the spirit of lying, of impiety, of blasphemy, and the pestilent breath of impurity, and of every vice and iniquity.

“These most crafty enemies have filled and inebriated with gall and bitterness the Church, the spouse of the immaculate Lamb, and have laid impious hands on her most sacred possessions. In the Holy Place itself, where the See of Holy Peter and the Chair of Truth has been set up as the light of the world, they have raised the throne of their abominable impiety, with the iniquitous design that when the Pastor has been struck, the sheep may be.

“Arise then, O invincible Prince, bring help against the attacks of the lost spirits to the people of God, and give them the victory. They venerate thee as their protector and patron; in thee holy Church glories as her defense against the malicious power of hell; to thee has God entrusted the souls of men to be established in heavenly beatitude. Oh, pray to the God of peace that He may put Satan under our feet, so far conquered that he may no longer be able to hold men in captivity and harm the Church. Offer our prayers in the sight of the Most High, so that they may quickly find mercy in the sight of the Lord; and vanquishing the dragon, the ancient serpent, who is the devil and Satan, do thou again make him captive in the abyss, that he may no longer seduce the nations. Amen.

V. Behold the Cross of the Lord; be scattered ye hostile powers.
R. The Lion of the tribe of Judah has conquered the root of David.
V. Let Thy mercies be upon us, O Lord.
R. As we have hoped in Thee.
V. O Lord, hear my prayer.
R. And let my cry come unto Thee.

Let us pray.

O God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, we call upon Thy holy Name, and as supplicants, we implore Thy clemency, that by the intercession of Mary, ever Virgin Immaculate and our Mother, and of the glorious St. Michael the Archangel, Thou wouldst deign to help us against Satan and all the other unclean spirits who wander about the world for the injury of the human race and the ruin of souls. Amen.”

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Yes Every Second

The other day I wrote about how Mama Mary’s “Yes” joined her will with the will of God. Here

I want to expand on that as I have been pondering it since writing it. For good to take over a soul, For God to be present and the Light to shine bright, it must be nurtured at all cost in order to battle the external evil throughout the world. Be it personal evils, (sins) that tempt us or external evils being that of which the world is falling into to. The excuse of the way society “just is” rather then the way society should be. “But everyone is doing it” should never be used as an excuse to sin or to not try to change it with good. Least society gets to the point of no return and living to do good, becomes more difficult to accomplish. Look at Sodom and Gomorrah.

Mama Mary, living in retrospect to her “yes” to God, grew in supernatural faith, through her humility at every second of her life. The second a woman finds out she is expecting, her entire life changes. She realizes she is no longer alone. Inside of her is another soul. She then does what she was designed to do, nurture it at all cost. Its impossible for a woman to forget she is pregnant. At conception, everything changes in a split second.The woman goes from being a woman, to being a mother. For a man, I can easily say, what a man takes his final vow to become a Catholic Priest, he is no longer just a man, able to do the things he once did before that vow, but rather now must adhere to the vow he took with God. In a split second, he is transformed from man, into so much more. At the very second of her yes, she was no longer Mary. I should say no longer the “Mary” everyone knew, but now in fact, became the Mother of God.

“But Mary said to the angel, “How can this be, since I have no relations with a man?” Luke 1:34

Its very difficult to forget your a mother and even more difficult to forget you have never had relations with a man to bring this child into the world. Every second after the moment of her “Yes”, became even more “Yes” to God. Yes to God, at the Presentation in the Temple, “The child’s father and mother were amazed at what was said about him; and Simeon blessed them and said to Mary his mother, “Behold, this child is destined for the fall and rise of many in Israel, and to be a sign that will be contradicted (and you yourself a sword will pierce)* so that the thoughts of many hearts may be revealed.” She knew as it had only been a few months earlier that the Angle had presented her with the news but God did not give her the words to express this, (He gave her the Word) I have to say for now, for the safety of the Holy Family, at that time. The event of dialogue was Mary’s “Spiritual Consolation” made manifest in the world in response to her yes to God. She grew in humility by saying yes again to God, by remaining silent and accepting all that came her way.

The finding of Jesus in the Temple and at His response to her: Why did you search for me? Did you not know that I must be about my Father’s business?”

Mary in no way could understand our Lords relationship with God the Father. Although being told, she could only understand her love and relationship with God. Just as today, in each and every soul on earth, no one can understand each souls personal love for God, but God. The personal relationship with God the Father known only to Him. Raising the Child, in the Holy Family, with Joseph as step father to our Lord was all she could do to bring a sense of “Normalcy” into the family for external eyes. She was being a Mother and protecting the Child from external forces that might have condemned Him for what His circumstances in life “Looked Like” to external eyes. Our Lord at this moment was allowing Mama Mary to understand His deeper connection to God the Father. Thus at this statement from Him, she was brought back to the first “Yes” and once again said “Yes” to God, by keeping this in her heart and growing in humility. Accepting once again the Will of God. She kept these things in her heart, knowing full well, God in His time, would reveal everything. Not her.

At every second of Mama Mary’s life, the first “Yes” to God, became living “Yes” with God at every second of her life. Including the Crucifixion of her Son. She did not hate. She did not back down from loving God, she simply accepted all that came with the simple first “yes” and followed everything up from that moment on with Yes God. Growing in deep humility for all that came her way, knowing it was the will of God she had said yes to at the first yes.

When we say yes to God, we are saying yes to everything. Not just what we like or what sounds good. We are accepting the struggles, the suffering and the trials with the understanding that God will never abandon us, but is using us for the benefit of others.

When you think your being tested, when the word has you down, never stop saying “Yes Lord”. Simply by saying Yes Lord, your saying no to the evil trying to turn you against Him.

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Our Father

Sing it!

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“Love God and [then] do what you will.” – Saint Augustine

When you truly love God and his will, then doing what you will, will be doing what God wills.
Love for Him must outweigh all other loves. Your love for Him, must be the “Cornerstone” of your entire life. Be willing then, to allow Him, to love you back.

Luke 1:38 And Mary said, “Behold, I am the handmaid of the Lord; let it be to me according to your word.”

When Mama Mary said yes to God, her will became Gods will. To think for a second, that she could forget what the Angle Gabriel had told her, “And behold, you will conceive in your womb and bear a son, and you shall call his name Jesus.” is like her forgetting she was a woman. Her trust in and love for God was so great, that this event became her life. At the very second she said yes, her will then became God’s will. She held everything from that moment on, in her heart, and even the closeness and unconditional love she had for her Son, our Lord, could not match the love she had for God the Father. Every moment after the Annunciation, in her life, became retrospect back to the moment of saying yes to God.


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Playing Catch With The Lord

Last night, as I was leaving church after singing vespers, one of the members of the group began to talk to me about gifts from our Lord. I pondered was he was saying and then at Mass this morning, the Priests entire Homily was about gifts. He had mentioned that when we are judged but God, it wont be against other souls and what they did or did not do, but what we did with the gifts our Lord had given to us. We will be judged against ourselves.

I couldn’t help but tell my Priest after, that I was taken in by his homily. I compared receiving the gifts our Lord sent to us as playing catch with Him. I could see myself standing at a distance form Him anticipation the next toss. Ready for it and in some times, being distracted by what was going on around me, the truck passing by, a horn in the distance, others playing and wanting to join them rather then play catch with Him and dropping the “ball”.

As I ponder this more, it is like a Married couple on Christmas Eve, wrapping presents for the celebration of Christmas. He tosses a gift, sometimes we catch it, sometimes we drop it. When we receive it, we see it unwrapped and wrap it back up through our works in regards to using it as He needs us to and tie it up nicely by tossing it back to our Lord, in completion. When He receives it, He places it under the Christias Tree. At the end of our life, when we are standing in front of The “Tree”, there will be two piles of gifts. Those wrapped nicely through the word we have done, through our charitable actions and love behind them, and a pile of gifts that remain never wrapped. The gifts we were give to “wrap” that we never finished, the gifts we dropped, the gifts we ignored thinking it wasn’t good enough or it wasn’t want we wanted to give.

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Motherly Love

This afternoon, I had the pleasure of eating lunch in St. Threse Plaza, next to my church. My daughter Violet was able to attend Vacation Bible Study and after lunches were passed out to all children and younger siblings. She asked me if we could have a picnik. My younger daughter Chloe had been feeling much better and I said yes. We said our prayers and began to eat.

Children of all ages were playing around us and one little boy who looked just over a year old was playing with the older children. He was staggering a bit as he walked and I coudl tell, he had not been on his feet for very long. He was adorable! With that, an older child who had been running from another child, plowed directly into him, knocking him to the ground where his tiny little head bounced on the cement. Without even batting an eye, I ran to him. I picked up this little one and was overcome with so much love. I didn’t feel any anamosity to the children who knocked him down. I did not even see them. All I could see is this little child in pain and needed to help him. I held him in my arms and asked where his mommy was. She came over as I comforted him and I handed him back to her. Leaving him to her, knowing what love truly is. I felt myself completely detached from everything, including my own children sitting, watching the event take place, with the exception of ensureing this child be comforted.

In the time it took to see this playing out, and act on it, I was brought to The Road to Calvary at the exact moment of Mama Mary meeting our Lord for the first time. Running to Him with open arms. Wanting to holding the child Jesus in her arms, trying to comfort Him in agoney and then releasing Him again to complete what He was born to do. Seeing completely the love Mary had for her Son, our Lord. To share Him with all, knowing He did not belong to her alone. She could not keep him to herself. Moreso, not placing the balme on anyone, but understanding fully, it was what He needed to do, to ensure all humankind, could be picked up by Him and comforted in His love for all time.

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Our Lady of Mount Carmel

Our Lady of Mount Carmel, pray for us.

Oh how I look forward with such vigor and love to the day I can say, I belong to my Lord through the Third Order of Carmel… God willing, may this be.

Prayer to Our Lady of Mount Carmel

Thou who, with special mercy, look upon those clothed in thy beloved Habit, cast a glance of pity upon me. Fortify my weakness with thy strength; enlighten the darkness of my mind with thy wisdom; increase my faith, hope and charity. Assist me during life, console me by thy presence at my death, and present me to the August trinity as thy devoted child, that I may bless thee for all eternity in Paradise. Amen.

Flos Carmeli

This is the prayer of St. Simon Stock, to whom the Scapular devotion with its promise was given. It has for seven centuries been called a prayer to the Blessed Mother which has never been known to fail in obtaining her powerful help.

O beautiful Flower of Carmel, most fruitful Vine,
Splendor of Heaven, holy and singular, who
brought forth the Son of God, still ever remaining
a Pure Virgin, assist me in this necessity.

O Star of the Sea, help and protect me!
Show me that thou art my Mother.

O Mary, Conceived without sin,
Pray for us who have recourse to thee!

Mother and Ornament of Carmel, Pray for us!
Virgin, Flower of Carmel, Pray for us!
Patroness of all who wear the Scapular, Pray for us!
Hope of all who die wearing the Scapular, Pray for us!
St. Joseph, Friend of the Sacred Heart, Pray for us!
St. Joseph, Chaste Spouse of Mary, Pray for us!
St. Joseph, Our Patron, Pray for us!
O sweet Heart of Mary, be my Salvation!

From EWTN:

Brown Scapular or Scapular of Our Lady of Mount Carmel

A scapular is a garment worn by religious over the shoulders (scapula), and hanging down in front and back, usually to about the bottom of the habit. It developed as a practical garment, protecting the habit during work, and was in time invested with spiritual significance, consecration or dedication to God.

By analogy to the scapulars of religious, there are small scapulars that are derived from them which represent a particular devotion or spirituality, usually associated with a particular community. Such a scapular is two pieces of cloth (generally about an inch square), connected by cords and worn over the head. It often has a picture or a particular color, depending on the spirituality it stands for.

The best known and most highly esteemed scapular, and the one most favored by the Church, and by the Blessed Virgin in many of her apparitions, is the Brown Scapular of Our Lady of Mt. Carmel. It is adapted from the scapular of the Carmelite Order and represents a special Consecration to Our Lady under the title of Our Lady of Mt. Carmel. Those who wear it practice it a special devotion to Mary. In the past this was the Little Office of Our Lady, but today this can be commuted by any priest to the rosary. In addition, the person has a special entrustment of themselves to Mary for their salvation. This, in fact, has been promised to those who faithfully wear the scapular: “Those who die wearing this scapular shall not suffer eternal fire.” This must not be understood superstitiously or magically, but in light of Catholic teaching that perseverance in faith, hope and love are required for salvation. The scapular is a powerful reminder of this Christian obligation and of Mary’s promise to help those consecrated to her obtain the grace of final perseverance.


Conferral with the scapular indicates a special devotion and consecration to Mary. No one should undertake it who is not spiritual prepared to live in accordance with it.

The short form of investing or conferral consists of a priest or deacon taking a blessed scapular and while placing it over their head reciting with the person any Marian prayer (e.g. Hail Mary, Memorare, Salve Regina). The person is now invested. They don’t have any lists to join, though they are henceforth members of the Scapular Confraternity and share in its spiritual benefits (the prayers of the members). No special daily practices are obliged, though someone consecrated to Mary, of which the scapular is THE sign, should live chastity according to their state and recite the rosary daily.

There is also a long form in the Book of Blessings, chapter 46, which is very fitting for group investments. Every parish should have this ritual book.

For some years the Carmelite Order had permission from Rome to grant laity the Indult to enroll people. This permission is no longer given, but those who received the Indult in the past still have it. So, while laity may not bless a scapular, there are some lay people who can invest others, with a scapular previously blessed by a priest or deacon.

One final note, investing MUST be done with the cloth scapular. Those who wish to wear the medal can do so after investment. The scapular blessing attaches to each subsequent scapular. A new blessing is NOT required. This is not true of the medal, each of which must be blessed by a priest or deacon.

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The Spanish Mass

Being a mother, unexpected blessings from God come at times in your life, in events, you would and could never expect. Today I am the mom of two sick children and the wife of a husband that works on Sundays. It looked as if getting to Mass today, was going to be impossible. “For with God nothing shall be impossible”.

As the hours of this morning ticked away, I realized Mass after Mass was ending and I had not gone. I thought about how I was going to get to confession, although I knew being the caretaker in the family, I had an excuse not to go. But it just didn’t sit right with me. I couldn’t bring my little one with a 104 temperature to Mass let alone anywhere without knowing the only place she belonged was in bed. My seven year old wasn’t feeling well either. The night before, I had asked my husband if he could get off work an hour earlier so I could go to Mass and he said it was out of the question. I was a little upset with him because that hour less of work I was asking for was on overtime. He opens on Sundays and on a normal day, would be home by four o’clock. Mass didn’t start until 5:30.

Later this afternoon, I looked up the readings for the day and pondered them. I read the Gospel and pondered it and thought about how I had been going to Latin Masses and didn’t speak Latin. How hard could it be for me to attend the Spanish Mass when I don’t know any Spanish? Besides, I could offer up this Mass in reparation for those who place work first. I thought maybe by attending, I could somehow stop a sin that might have been caused. The Spanish Mass was at 7:00 PM and I had plenty of time to feed the family and attend after my husband got home.

I got to Mass and went directly to the Adoration Chapel to thank our Lord for the grace and drive to attend this particular Mass and went into the main Church and prayed until just before it began. I heard the Voice in my heart to check my purse for my prayer book. I did and knew then, to follow along in English. I also noticed I had a copy of Magnificat and could use that for the English translation of the Liturgy. I was set and ready for Mass. It began and I was in awe. I didn’t notice at the time that I had sat down that I was sitting right next to the statue of St. Therese of Lisieux. I giggled a bit and was (jokingly) glad I sat down next to someone else who did not speak the language, but thanked her in prayer for being there with me. I tried to sing in Spanish and the key word is tried. It was so enjoyable! I loved it. Attending this Mass opened up an entirely new door and I can not thank our Lord enough for inspiring me to go. We can have a thousand excuses not to attend mass but when we use the ten thousand excuses to go, it changes everything and is a fast furious blow to the head of the evil one.

The Homily came and I sat and watched. I had attended many Masses in English with this particular priest and was never as moved as today. I always thought maybe he had some spiritual issues and didn’t enjoy his calling. It never dawned on me that it was nothing more then a language barrier I was seeing. I had never seen him so much in love with our Lord. His movements, hand gestures and facial expressions were coming from is heart without any trace of stumbling over the correct translation into English. I slowly understood my ideas of him were completely wrong. Although I couldn’t understand a word of his Homily, our Lord was teaching me Homily I needed to see for myself. No matter what language the mass is in, its always presented and performed in the dialect of Love. I had the books to translate, I know the Mass in English. There is no barrier in language. There is no excuse not to attend anymore when I have sick children. Our Lord has opened up a new door for me. Breaking down language barriers along with the ethnic ones united us completely through His Love. Everywhere in the world, no matter what country, the Catholic Mass is always and has always been presented in a language understood simply as love.

¡Viva Cristo Rey!

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Escorting Souls To Our Lord

This picture is called “Escorting Souls to Heaven” by Howard David Johnson.

By praying for the dying, we are in fact walking that soul as far as we can home, to our Lord..

A few months ago, I was with a good friend who was passing on from this world, to eternal life. I sat at his bedside and through our Lord, managed to break the selfish bonds I had attached to him. I started to pray. There were a few souls in the room with him at this time who were conversing about the old days when our friend was in better shape and spirits. Rather then continue in the small talk, I listened to the voice telling me to get to work. In doing so, quickly recruited them to pray with me.

I opened my purse and grabbed the rosary given to me that belonged to my mother, after she had passed away. Along with the rosary, I grabbed a pamphlet that contained the prayers for Divine Mercy given to Saint Faustina by our Lord. The second I began to pray, I could feel something like a hammer smashing all selfishness of fear of breaking up the party, and getting down to work as to why I was there in the first place. I wasn’t called to this mans bedside for a party with friends we had in common. No. I was there to ensure he had an escort home to our Lord.

When my mother passed away many years ago, I sat at her bedside with my brothers and sisters crying not only for losing her, but understanding now that I had grown attached to her and was mourning for my loss rather then praying for her gain. I wasted all that time at her side for myself, rather then in prayer for her soul.

While at my friends side, later that first night, deep in prayer, I could see his fear melt away. He went from slashing his arms around, to holding tight. At this time he was semi conscious and I noticed he faintly started to pray with me. I could hear ever so slightly at times when I would recite the Hail Mary, him reaching for the words from a very deep place in his heart. Using all his might to hang on to each word in a faint whisper with all his strength. I stayed with my friend until 3:30 AM when a word of peace came to my heart. I knew our Lord was telling me to go home and rest as my friends condition was not changing.

I got home and fell asleep on my couch. Not even changing into pajamas. I managed to get a couple hours of rest and quickly woke at 7 AM, with that inner voice in my heart calling to me to get to the hospital. I entered the hospital and to my friends bedside before 7:45. I immediately began to pray the Divine Mercy chaplet. Before I could finish, while half way through the fifth chaplet, my friend Fred’s soul was handed over to our Lord. I finished the Chaplet, said good by and left my friends body satisfied, knowing there will be more time to gather with friends to reminisce about the good old days when he was here.

There was a story recently sent to me about a group of people would would sit with the dying who did not have family to sit with them as they were passing on called “No One Dies Alone“. I was deeply saddened to read this article as the group was just there sitting and holding hands with them. Although they were showing them mercy, no prayers were offered as the group did not believe in God. A snip from the article:

Barbara Farkas is certain about what happens after death. It is the end, she says; there is no heaven, no hell, no journey that lies ahead. Her conviction hasn’t changed, no matter how many times she has sat with the dying.

Well Barbara Farkas, I am certain that there is God, heaven, hell and eternal life. I know this for fact. It was the voice of my Lord that woke me to go and attend to my friend. “In death, the body separates from the soul, the human body decays, and the soul goes to meet God, while awaiting its reunion with its glorified body” (C 997). Death, judgment, heaven and hell, the last things we all will go through. I pray and ask my readers to pray for Barbara Farkas that her heart be converted, That she may, through the Immaculate heart of Mary, to the Sacred Heart of our Lord, give Him the glory and honor of the work she is doing, rather then seek it for her own. It is not her thoughts that are driving her, but that of our Lord. I pray she sees Him working in her by doing this soon.

So often we hear of such story’s, I can’t help but see through the medias attempt to sterilize the death of a human being and equate it to that of a death of a pet. Or even to launch a preemptive strike on our morals again to push for making euthanasia for people acceptable. Call it knowing the truth in the spin cycle of this article. You see, euthanasia is legal in Oregon and the first thing we read in this article is:

Volunteering to aid terminal patients at a hospital, a woman finds patience, calm and compassion she didn’t know she had. No One Dies Alone started in Oregon in 2001 and has spread across the country.

Just in time for the government through Obamacare to pass its next law in support of euthanasia. I know its coming down to putting our elderly to sleep like animals because they cost to much to keep alive. The more I pondered this, the more I couldn’t get the idea of a future government agency or private group of “Death Watchers” out of my thoughts. Can’t make it to your loved ones death bed? NO PROBLEM we will sit with them because we understand how important it is for you to go to work and how much of an inconvenience it must be for a loved one to be dying when your vacation is scheduled. Think about it. Its just one more step into hell for this nation.
One snip from the article is here:

She sympathizes with families who can’t be at the hospital when a relative dies. Some live too far away or can’t take time from their jobs or find their estrangements, no matter the circumstances, too hard to bridge. For others, death is just too painful to watch.

My friend Fred was just shy of his 90th birthday. His wife had passed away a few weeks earlier who’s only living relative was a niece who just “didn’t get along” with Fred. I had many differences with Fred also, but understand we are to love our neighbor as our self and knew, I needed to be there to walk him home. To be his body guard on the way home. Take it to the bank. There is a heaven. There is a hell. There most certainly is God and we will ALL be held accountable for our actions and lack there of.

Ensure your last times with your loved ones are spent in prayer. Give them a the most precious going away gift money could never buy. Pray for them before they leave you, pray over them and never stop praying for them after they have left. Walk them as far home to our Lord as you can, not away from Him.

Most Merciful Jesus, lover of souls, I pray Thee, by the agony of Thy Most Sacred Heart and by the sorrows of Thine Immaculate Mother, to wash in Thy Most Precious Blood the sinners of the world who are now in their agony, and who will die today. Heart of Jesus, once in agony, have mercy on the dying. Amen.

St Michael the Archangel, defend us in battle, Immaculate Heart of Mary, pray for us. Lord Jesus Christ, have mercy on us all. I beg of Thee to put an end to all selfish desires this world has, and convert the hearts of those who try to mask selfish deeds. May my Lord allow them to see Your face O Lord in the dying and the elderly that they may come to understand how all life is a gift from the Father and respect all life all souls as your possessions; never forgetting it is God alone who decides when any life ends. Amen


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A Thousand Years

Its not often a new song will move me in such a way, but this one has. I was on my way to cover for someone who could not make it to Adoration this morning, I heard this song, and it put into perspective, my entire life and relationship with our Lord. It moved me to tears, as only He is constantly in my thoughts. When I arrived at Adoration in front of the tabernacle, the song played on. I know where this song is from, but the lyrics and the music fit, perfectly. Its Christina Perri’s, A Thousand Years. From this day forward, every time I hear this song, I will remember Him and the way this song played at the most perfect time and sing it to Him, with Him.

Heart beats fast
Colors and promises
How to be brave
How can I love when I’m afraid To fall
But watching you stand alone
All of my doubt
Suddenly goes away somehow
One step closer

I have died everyday
waiting for you
Darlin’ don’t be afraid
I have loved you for a
Thousand years
I’ll love you for a
Thousand more

Time stands still
beauty in all she is
I will be brave
I will not let anything
Take away
What’s standing in front of me
Every breath,
Every hour has come to this
One step closer

I have died everyday
Waiting for you
Darlin’ don’t be afraid
I have loved you for a
Thousand years
I’ll love you for a
Thousand more

And all along I believed
I would find you
Time has brought
Your heart to me
I have loved you for a
Thousand years
I’ll love you for a
Thousand more

One step closer
One step closer

I have died everyday
Waiting for you
Darlin’ don’t be afraid,
I have loved you for a
Thousand years
I’ll love you for a
Thousand more

And all along I believed
I would find you
Time has brought
Your heart to me
I have loved you for a
Thousand years
I’ll love you for a
Thousand more

EDIT TO ADD 9/5/2018

Its taken me a while to add this into this post. When this took place, my heart was struck and overcome by so much. This video was taken by me, when my sister took me on a little pilgrimage, to  St. Norbert College, September 20, 2016 · De Pere, WI. The second we walked in, it was silent, and all of a sudden, the people began to play. 


“with the Lord, ‘a day’ can mean a thousand years, and a thousand years is like a day” (II Peter 3:8).

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My King

Alone I sat in misery
alone I thought no one could hear
A knock it came upon my door
a knock it came Who could it be
A knock it came not once but three

I opened the door but just a crack
A splinter of a crack just to see
Who could it be that has come for me?
Who it was just baffled me.

I could not see the One at all
Nor could believe the One to be He
I said hello Who could you be
He said, let me in and you will see

I has a sense, I kind of knew
The One Who would do everything He could do
to save a soul as wretched as me
as I sat alone in utter misery

I didn’t believe I had a right
To accept His love with all my might
I didn’t believe to be worthy enough
To invite Him in and accept and trust

I told Him so, and walk away
The crack in the door, left that way
I back away, in tears I stood
Turning away the only One who could

I sat head in hands, and humbled my heart
The One Who had knocked blew that door apart
He Knew I was held a prisoner there
trapped by the evil, the hell, the fear

My King, Jesus Christ, came to rescue this miserable soul
Never again allowing her to feel as so
I only know now the Love of my King
has made me a child of God, My King, not from low


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Merciful Heart

I heard this quote today for the first time and in all I have been through, in all I have seen, in all I have learned, I couldn’t agree more.

What is a merciful heart? It is a heart on fire for the whole of creation, for humanity, for the birds, for the animals, for demons, and for every created thing. At the recollection and at the sight of them such a person’s eyes overflow with tears owing to the vehemence of the compassion which grips his heart; as a result of his deep mercy his heart shrinks and cannot bear to hear or look on any injury or the slightest suffering of anything in creation. This is why he constantly offers up prayer full of tears, even for the irrational animals and for enemies of truth, even for those who harm him, so that they may be protected and find mercy. – Saint Isaac the Syrian


How often are we willing to entire into the chaos of others lives? No matter how small or great? Are we willing to sidestep our own lives in order that others are comforted? Are we willing to share the wealth of knowledge we have, gifts we have been given by God to make others more comfortable? To ensure others have the distinct understanding that the only reason you give from the heart is out of the “Mercy” in your heart? The love you have for our Lord is shared with every soul you come into contact with, no matter the outcome? Its truly simple. If someone is in the last stages of life and they have no family to depend on, can they depend on you to take care of them? That is a soul in chaos. If a family loses its source of income, are you willing to share the necessaries you have with them until they can find other ways to take care of them and their family? To see ANY soul in pain cuts through the heart and pours fourth all mercy for them. Even at the cost of your own comfort as your own comfort is not important. Because you understand, you shall be comforted for all eternity.

I have in so many ways, found such unimaginable peace of our Lord in the chaos of life. Not only in mine, but in others. Chaos is the test of faith and when it is presented, its calmed quickly with burning love and mercy, which then feeds understanding and brings peace.

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Fortnight For Freedom In San Diego

St Joseph Cathedral, yesterday at the close of the Tour of the Seven Church walk. You can see, it was a successful day! The above photo is all the participants in the walk from Our Lady of the Rosary to St Joseph in Eucharist Procession which ended with Benediction.

Yesterdays Tour to the Seven Churches, Fortnight For Freedom prayer walk in opposition to the HHS Mandate was put together by the Brothers of the Little Oratory and myself in very little time, proving to be one great blessing for our Lord. I never expected this many souls to participate. Than you Lord Jesus Christ and Mama Mary. It was a miraculous day! We began at St. Patrick Catholic Church in San Diego at 7:30 AM for Mass. Our walkers were blessed and off we went.

We covered 10.75 miles of San Diego. Walking through neighborhoods with many diverse groups of people.

Setting off from St. Patrick’s in the North Park area of San Diego and headed to St. Didacus Catholic Church on the other side of North Park.

A few blocks from St. Didacus, even the fire trucks were bowing to our Holy Mother.

From St. Didacus, after a beautiful welcome and break in the parish hall, we set out for St. John the Evangelist Catholic Church.

Finally reaching St. John the Evangelist

I have to say, there was one amazing woman on this walk. She walked the entire distance and is eight months pregnant. She finished the entire walk without any complications, I am happy to say. May God bless that family and protect all the unborn.

From St. John the Evangelist Catholic Church we were off to St. Vincent De Paul on the other side of the Mission Hills area of San Diego.

Arriving at St Vincent De Paul! Only three churches left in the penance walk!

Off again! This time to Immaculate Conception in Old Town. Something I do have to share. Rather then walking the entire distance, We needed someone to carry water, people and supply’s who ran into trouble on the walk and that person was me. I ended up driving the entire route but keeping watch like a guardian angel. Being a runner with water and serving these fantastic souls. What was special, is not having ANY problem finding a parking place at any stop! Divine Providence is miraculous thing! Thank you Lord!

Walking to Old Town through Mission Hills.

Arriving in Old Town, just in back of Immaculate Conception.

In EVERY church we came to, we were able to stop in most of them and pray in front of the Tabernacle and were greeted by many Catholic Priests at every stop.

At Immaculate Conception, the statue of St. Juan Diego and Our Lady of Guadalupe. Pray for us!

After leaving Immaculate Conception we headed down San Diego Street to El Campo Santo Cemetery.

Eternal rest grant unto them O Lord and let your perpetual light shine upon them. May they and all the holy souls in purgatory rest in peace. Amen

After the prayers at El Campo Santo Cemetery, prayer all the way to Our Lady of the Rosary in Little Italy.

When we arrived at Our Lady of The Rosary in Little Italy, we were met with more participants. I had never been inside of the church and found it just BEAUTIFUL!

Viva Cristo Rey!

For the most part of the walk, we had about 20 to 30 active souls for the entire journey. When we arrived at OLR, close to 200 souls were added.

Were had a few moments to catch our breath, rest and take it easy. The Brothers of the Little Oratory were able to put on their red robes and get ready for the last leg of the walk. We prayed inside before leaving.

As we left, I was in awe. The length of the procession and the amount of souls participating could have stretched the five blocks to St Joseph Cathedral.

Arriving at St Joseph for Benediction

And a big Thank You to all! May God bless us and have mercy on us all! May our Leaders hearts be converted back to the understanding that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. May this nation end the practice of abortion immediately and understand that all life is the most precious gift from God. May this nation wake up and run back home to her first Love, being our Lord Jesus Christ. I ask this through the Immaculate Heart of Mary, to the Sacred Heart of my Lord, Jesus Christ. Amen.

Thank you Lord! Thank you Abba Father! Thank you Most Holy Spirit! Thank you Mama Mary!

This is not the end…but only the beginning.

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