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I’m Angry

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As I hear the reports from many Parishes via social media, in regards to how Priests have addressed the problem with Pittsburgh to their parishioners across the United States, I am saddened and angered to report that in my Parish, this Sunday, not a WORD in the Parish Bulletin, nor a peep about it in the Homily from our Pastor.

Not ONE WORD either about the Gospel today, which angers me more than anything. Just more pandering for money for the 2018 Diocesan Appeal, which was missed this past spring, because we needed to muster funds for a new roof.

The thing which bothers me most, is our FORMER Pastor, was defrocked for the same allegations which took place IN Pittsburgh, ALSO REASSIGNED to another Parish, BEFORE this came to light last week,  in 2014! He was sentenced this past May. As a practicing Catholic and a rape survivor, I am LIVID. This to shall pass, as my faith is placed deeper within our Lord. The reassigning of this “priest” was wrong.

From the “Announcement” on the San Diego Diocese website:

“This is a profound moment in the life of the Church.

Below is a letter I sent to every priest, deacon and staff member at the Diocese. I’m sharing this because it’s critically important and because you need to know that any words you hear are being backed-up by action.”

I say again: Not a peep in the Homily. Not a peep in the bulletin. Lord come quickly. I have said many times, that in order to heal, forgiveness is necessary, and from my heart, I truly forgive all. But that does not mean we can continue to let this go on like no big deal. This screams to our Lord for help. I will pray for all.  Please pray for me and my family.

The LORD is with me; I am not afraid

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Requesting Prayers For Mission San Diego de Alcalá

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I am requesting prayers for the Parishioners and Clergy of Mission San Diego de Alcalá, as San Diego is experiencing extreme rain and flooding. I love this Mission and spend a lot of time here, in Holy Mass, Exposition of our Lord and time pondering. Its heartbreaking to see, but I know our Lord allows the rains to fall. He also allows the sun to shine. May souls be sent to help clean up, and worship resume in this little Mission in San Diego very quickly. Please keep all souls effected by the stormy weather in your prayers.

“Dew and rain, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever.”

Video taken by Father Peter Escalante (Early Wednesday AM)

UPDATE from Yesterday Morning (keep in mind the rains are still falling and serious flooding conditions still stretch out all over San Diego and Southern California. Please keep us in your prayers)


Storm floods Mission Basilica San Diego de Alcalá

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All Souls Day Requiem Missa Cantata

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After spending most of the morning in Holy Mass at Holy Cross Cemetary yesterday, celebrated by Bishop Emeritus Robert Brom for All Souls Day, I had the distinct honor, all giving to our Lord, to attend All Souls Day Requiem Missa Cantata and a visit to the Campo Santo Cemetery, Old Town San Diego.

I can say with my entire heart, our Lord wanted me here last night. Sunday I had tried to make it for Second Vespers and the entire area of Old Town San Diego was packed with people, so much so, it took me an hour just to drive through the town. There was no parking available as the people crowded the streets dressed in their Day of the Dead costumes. I had never attended anything like that before. Streets were closed down and blocked off and it was just a matter for me to get through and head back home. Last night, could have been the same, but the second I pulled behind Immaculate Conception Catholic Church, a woman got into her car and was leaving. Opening up a spot for me to attend.

As I started walking up to the Church, people were still dressed in costumes and eating, drinking and loud music was playing. It was actually chaotic. I’m not one for crowded places so for me, it wasn’t something that draws my attention. As I walked up the steps a woman dressed in her death costume was standing in front of the entrance of the Church, shouting to her friends to take her picture. It was chaos on the exterior of this beautiful Church. I walked past her and entered. The inside was quiet and our Lords Tabernacle had been covered as they began to set up for the Latin Rite Requiem Holy Mass.

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I breathed a bit easier, genuflected and began to pray with our Lord. My soul became quiet and Holy Mass began. All in Latin, and as the celebration continues on, I was caught up into it. One of the most beautiful things that took place was a friend of mine from the Brothers of the Little Oratory, who was directing the schola, went up and pulled the bell rope to match the altar bells during the consecrations, doing this, announces to the world the sacrificial presence of Christ on the altar of his church. The entire city of Old Town San Diego was able to hear the presence of our Lord on His Altar. As this took place I was in complete joy. All the chaos outside and darkness knew our Lord was present.

At the end of Holy Mass, we began to light our candles again and began a lighted processional to the first Old Adobe Chapel, a few blocks from Immaculate Conception.

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The Old Adobe Chapel was originally built in 1850 as a home, and was converted to a church by Don José Aguirre in 1858. After having been bulldozed for street realignment in the 1930s, the WPA rebuilt the adobe chapel in 1937. Much of the interior artifacts from the original chapel have been retained, including the tabernacle, the altar with its beautiful marbleized finish, some woodwork including pews and doors, and José Aguirre’s tombstone is laid in the floor. CLICK HERE

As we left the Church, I followed closely behind the Priest as the Brothers of the Little Oratory lead the way, singing. As we walked out into the streets, it was as if the entire world outside came to a screeching halt. We, in prayer and procession, entered into a place that was not expecting to see a Holy Procession. Taken by surprise, the world outside began to warm. I watched souls begin to pray with us, sing with us and follow us. As we walked down the packed streets of Old Town San Diego, it was as if we were parting the Red Sea. Swarms of souls moved out of the way without asking and began to make the sign of the cross, some take pictures and most of the souls smiled at the procession to the Old Adobe. We entered and blessed the grave of José Aguirre and prayed again. As we left, we began the beautiful procession, in candle light, song and prayer, again to Campo Santo Cemetery.

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The same parting took place and traffic was stopped as we crossed the street and entered into the Cemetery to bless the graves. There were two souls inside who were not so impressed as they had other ideas as one man began to tell the other that he had no clue this was going to take place, but the other man, much calmer, was able to assure the other it was right that we should be there. We simply continued on and passed them into this place. Our Lord won the conflict and quiet was achieved to begin the blessing of the graves. We prayed again for the souls buried there and without incident, processed out, chanting in the battle cry of our Holy Mother all the way back to Immaculate Conception Catholic Church.

I had never seen so many souls taken in by an event as this before. It was so beautiful to see people stop and take notice that the dead that are buried in this pace, are not a simple tourist attractions and deserved prayer and respect. They, the precious dead, received both last night. Praise, glory and honor to our Lord.

Glory, praise and honor to our Lord Jesus Christ, now and forever. Amen

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Statement on the Supreme Court of the United States Ruling on Same Sex Marriage

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From the Diocese of San Diego

Bishop Robert W. McElroy’s Statement on the Supreme Court of the United States Ruling on Same Sex Marriage

Today the United States Supreme Court ruled that the historic definition of marriage as a relationship between one man and one woman is unconstitutional.

The Catholic Church, along with other faith traditions, teaches that the nature of marriage and the family cannot be redefined by society, as God is the author of marriage and its corresponding gift of co-creating human life. The legal recognition of marriage is not only about personal commitment but also about the social commitment that husband and wife make to the well-being of their children. It is for this reason that it is important for government to give a unique status to marriage between one man and one woman both in law and in public policy.

The Catholic community of San Diego and Imperial counties will continue to honor and embody the uniqueness of marriage between one man and one woman as a gift from God- -in our teaching, our sacramental life and our witness to the world. We will do so in a manner which profoundly respects at every moment the loving and familial relationships which enrich the lives of so many gay men and women who are our sons and daughters, our sisters and brothers, and ultimately our fellow pilgrims on this earthly journey of life. And commanded by the Gospel of Jesus Christ we will continue to reach out to families of every kind who are encountering poverty, addictions, violence, emotional stress or the threat of deportation, and to attempt to bring them faith and care, service and solidarity.

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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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Saint Joseph’s Cathedral: “My Noah’s Ark”

Every year on Christmas Eve, “Santa” without fail, would bring me a model Noah’s Ark. Before I could play with it, after all the wrapping paper was picked up, and sometimes before, I would bug my father to put it together. He would glue the two portions of the ark together, sometimes that night, so I could immediately play with my new toy, when the glue dried. I would sit for hours, laying on my stomach, setting up the animals two by two, pretending I was just as small as the plastic pieces and I was going to enter the ark with them. After all, God was about to destroy the “bad people”. I wondered for hours what it was really like. What it must have looked like and wished I was in Noah’s family during the great flood.

As much as I loved that toy ark and as much joy it brought me, my lack of caring for it was the reason it needed to be replaced yearly. Between the family dog chewing up the animals, slowly, one by one due to my leaving them out or my moms vacuum cleaner sucking them up, and my own destructiveness, they ended up with the same fate of my brothers army men, usually in the vintage hand crank 1940’s ice crusher in the basement. The ark itself, that my father glued together, would always end up in the bottom of the toy box, crushed by the weight of the junk piled on top of it.

The story of Noah was always my favorite as a child. By the age of 10 or so, I became “To Big” to want THAT toy anymore. Quickly forgetting the hours of wondering and joy it brought me. Not much longer after that, unfortunately, my faith, took the exact same path. I won’t go into details regarding my conversion back to the Catholic Church at this time but it has been a solid five years or more, that I am home again. I will say, the day my conversion back home began was on September 23, 1996, just after six at night, when the Lord took the man who glued all those arks together, home. The road back home, in many many ways, was like waiting “for the glue to dry”.

A few weeks before this past Christmas, I was in need of confession. My husband had been working weekends and making it to confession on Saturdays was next to imposable because I would have to bring my two small children with me. Mind you, they are 4 and 5 and them sitting quietly, without mom for any given second, IN church, while mom is in the confessional is WAY to much to ask of them. Something had been weighing very heavy on my soul and I didn’t want to wait for an appointment time with my priest. I looked for any Catholic Church where confession was offered at a different time and found Saint Joseph’s Cathedral. I was so happy for two reasons. One, I found a church and two, I had never been in a cathedral before.

I arrived at the Cathedral 20 minutes before the doors were open. I sat on the front steps and prayed until it was time to go in. When I walked in, my eyes were adjusting to to the light change and I was blinded for a few moments until my eyes adjusted and was overwhelmed with the beauty I was seeing. The extremely large stained glass windows let in the only light at that time, along with the light that came in through the open doors. There were workmen everywhere doing reconstruction work, but it didn’t take away the beauty from this place I was in. I preceded to walk to the confessional and stand in line during this visit. My mind was more on my confession and not where I was confessing. After the sacrament, daily mass was offered and I stayed. When it was over, I knew I didn’t have much time to spend in this beautiful place, and my return back was a must.

My return trip was for daily mass and of course, confession again, a week before Christmas. For the first time in my life, during this trip to the confessional, I was able to hear the words “I absolve you of these sins, and all your sins”, with my heart. I walked out of the confessional, sat in the pew and felt the weight of the world come off my shoulders. I became so relaxed, I stretched my arms across the back of the pew, and tossed my head back, looking up to the ceiling to thank Christ for the joy and peace, and at that exact moment, He took my breath away again. I stared in amazement at the beamed ceiling. The massive roof trusses all exposed, just like Noah’s Ark. I went limp and I remembered the gift I received every Christmas.

I then noticed the small hatch like windows along with the porthole lights just below the roof line, reminiscent of a ship’s. Knowing full well, God’s plan to Noah, did not have these, but wondered if it was God’s plan for me to catch this detail, to remind me of the hours I spent as a child and the “Great Flood” of remembering filled me. I pondered my 40 plus years alive and Noah’s 40 day’s and nights, on his ark, and the rainbow, God’s covenant with man, that he would never destroy the earth in that manner again. But rather with fire. A similar fire I have felt, with the Holy Spirit, purifying my soul, destroying what God did not place in my heart when He created me, on my path back home to the Catholic Church, and in time, into His arms.

Another detail; the marks in the walls. After mass, I looked closer at them. I was overtaken by the thought of the scourging of Jesus. Then I thought again, maybe their just best left in the walls, placed there from all the sins we have committed. Like scars, left in the physical temple as we enter into holy mass to purify the spiritual temple. Either way, with the help of the Holy Spirit, I will not allow myself to become “To Big” to lose that peace, joy and wonderment again. Every time I return there, I am that small child again at Christmas, but now small enough to enter into the “Ark.”

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