somebodylovesmeblog

Sharing God's love with the world, one heart at a time.


21 Comments

We are All Accountable

Praying at the Planned Parenthood abortion center during 40 Days for Life, has been heart wrenching, eye opening, and humbling.  Although I am always very aware of the evil that is flippantly referred to as “abortion,” and offer prayers for the babies and all involved,  spending time in front of the actual abortion mill has been enlightening for me.  Especially during this Lenten time.

There is a mixture of people who offer themselves and commit to pray in front of the “clinics.”  During the time that I have been there, most of the ones praying at the vigil are senior citizens, however, in general, there are all age groups.   The atmosphere is prayerful toward the ones entering Planned Parenthood as clients, and also toward any staff members.  Anytime a person passes by any of the ones holding vigil, they are met with either respectful silence, or with a smile or a quiet hello.

There are a few things that really made me stop to think.

I am aware that there are many reasons that women would choose to orchestrate the killing of the baby that has been conceived in their womb.  Although I truly believe that most mothers are not fully aware that they are already mothers from the moment of conception …and they are participating in the destruction of their babies.

Society, and Planned Parenthood itself has brainwashed many women into thinking that having an abortion is merely “terminating or ending a pregnancy.” THAT IS A LIE.  Abortion is the willful killing of a baby, who is growing in what should be the most natural and safe place possible.

So, I guess I was expecting to see more sadness on the faces of the mothers  that were being walked in to the Covid 19 station in the parking lot..their boyfriends or husbands, walking with them and handing them over to the clinic to put an end to the “problem” that they are dealing with.

What I saw was mostly very young girls/women walking over to get checked in, with some turning around to point and laugh at those of us that were praying. I saw the boys/men “doing their supportive duty” by walking them to the place where babies’ lives are taken from them.  After the women are dropped off, the male companions walk around scrolling on their cellphones, wait in their cars, or briskly walk away.

My thoughts and prayers went out to the babies…that maybe some would be saved by last minute decisions, and also praying for their souls.  I prayed that the Blessed Mother and Jesus would encircle  those mothers, babies and fathers (or anyone that brought them to the abortion clinic) with love and the light of conversion.  That they would realize that they need to seek forgiveness, not only for the abortion, but in many cases, also the lifestyle that lead to the pregnancy in the first place.

Many mothers that abort their babies, suffer through years of despair and guilt before facing the horror of what they have done, making the decision to ask God for forgiveness, and repent of their sin.  The repentance includes a change in lifestyle and beliefs, and will affect all aspects of their lives, just as with any other mortal, grievous sin.  My prayer for these mothers, and all involved, is that their conversion comes quickly, so they can feel the true peace of Jesus’ Love in their hearts.

I thought about the hypocrisy and idiocy of the “Covid 19 Station” that was positioned in the parking lot before the entrance into the facility.  Let’s make sure the clients and staff are well protected with masks, thermometers, and lots of sanitizing gel…as they are led in to kill their babies.  Do they even think these thoughts?  How have we, as a society, come to this point?

Right before my time to leave, a man rode past the vigil on his bicycle.  He was screaming, “perverts, perverts, perverts” at the little group of praying senior citizens.  I don’t think that I have ever seen Satan that obvious…you see, Satan always twists and reverses good and evil.

So, as I prayed, all these thoughts were flicking on and off in my mind.  My focus was on my prayers, however, when I looked up, I couldn’t stop thoughts from forming by what my eyes were processing…however, I continued praying for all involved.  I will also pray for the people who actually live in the house directly next to the abortion mill, for I can not imagine living next door to that evil.  Hopefully, someone in that house prays for those babies and their mothers.

It is so sad and heartwrenching to watch these mothers walk into the clinic, and not be able to talk to them, comfort them, let them know they can choose life…there is much support available to them…that women are stronger than they know, capable of more than they realize, and deeply loved by the True God that created them.

We must, as a world, as a nation, as a community, as families, as Christians, continue to pray for Jesus to have mercy on us and to heal us.  We are all accountable in some way…we are all sinners.

May we humble ourselves and beg God to forgive us, heal our land, heal our Church, and heal our hearts. May we open our hearts to ways that we can be of service to those in crisis, to offer love to those that we meet everyday, and look for ways to share love and support.

And may we share the Good News with all who are suffering…that there is nothing that can keep them away from the love and mercy of God except themselves.  All it takes is a decision to accept Jesus as their Lord and Savior, and then learn the Faith and live it.

May we all hunger to walk in the Light of Jesus, and ask his Blessed Mother and our Guardian Angels to guard us and lead us to Him.

 


2 Comments

Learn to be a Warrior

 

 

 

A few months ago I had a troubling dream.  It was the kind of dream where upon waking, it took me a good while to pull myself out of it and back into reality.

In this dream, I was near a type of small enclosure with translucent walls with a bench positioned in front of it.  A beautiful young mother was sitting on the bench, with her two small children in tow.

Seemingly, out of nowhere, an amazingly beautiful white tiger started walking toward us.  It was instantly apparent to me that the tiger was a ferocious animal, and I started to slowly back away.

I watched as the woman moved forward with her hand reaching toward it, focusing on the beauty of the animal rather than the reality of its true nature.  As she and her children inched forward, I yelled for them to back away, however, they would not listen.

In one instant, the tiger pounced, and the family ran into the enclosure for cover.  Before they could close the door behind them, the great beast followed them in.  My ears were filled with the pitiful sounds of screaming from the mother and her children, and I could see splatters of blood through the walls.

I didn’t know what to do to help, so I started walking toward them, with the intention of opening the door to allow for a possible way to escape. As I neared the building, a man appeared beside me and gently took hold of my arm.  He very calmly guided me away from the atrocity that was happening.  He said to me in a slow, deliberate tone…”there is nothing you can do for them now.”

We are living in a time where evil has infiltrated every facet of our world.  It is the perfect storm of events, leading us to a place of division and desperation.  Because of the fear of Covid 19, not only our relationships are affected due to “social distancing” and lockdowns, many of us are experiencing financial difficulties, or stressful work situations at home with small children.  Many are suffering with the virus itself, many have lost loved ones, and many are living with a high degree of fear. Anxiety levels are skyrocketing, which are leading to health issues, which show up as mental or physical ailments.

There are constant protests, demonstrations, marches, and riots.  Labels are being spewed at each other…racist, homophobe, white privilege, xenophobe, fascist, marxist, communist.  You need to be aware of your surroundings every minute…you never know when you will be accosted and screamed at while out in your community.  Many diners enjoying some much needed time away for a meal with a friend or family member, have been shouted down and terrified by hate spewing mobs.

While protests and riots are occurring, or when large groups celebrate in the streets for their candidate that has been elected by the news media, there are no mentions regarding social distancing.  We are free to shop in grocery stores, retail stores, liquor stores, and pot dispensaries, while Churches remain closed.  I remember walking past an open Victoria Secret store, which of course is “essential,” as opposed to our Catholic Churches, which were deemed nonessential I suppose.

Our churches have been “allowed” to open, however only 100 worshippers are permitted into the Church for Mass. We must wear our masks, and squirt on the antibacterial hand cleaners before we are permitted to enter.  Did I mention that we are not allowed to sing?  But wait a minute, how about all the screaming and chanting happening out in the streets?  Does that make sense to you?

Now we are in the midst of a chaotic recount of ballots in many states. There have been many credible accusations of voter fraud.  Mr. Biden has usurped his role as the president elect, however the votes have not yet been certified.

We are waiting with baited breath for the outcome of this election.  Either way it goes, it won’t be a pretty sight.

Our Catholic Church has been infiltrated and is under attack.  Our current Pope seemed to condone same sex marriage/homosexual civil unions,  and actually allowed a fertility goddess “Pachamama” to be displayed and revered in the Vatican Gardens.  There has been pedophelia and homosexual abuses in the Church…which was ignored and swept under the carpet, allowing the perpetrators to rise in ranks or be transferred to other parishes.  The absolute horrors of abortion…a mother making the decision to be an accessory to killing her own baby is rarely mentioned in the pulpit.  Homosexual marriage or lifestyle is never mentioned.  The horrors of hell are rarely mentioned.  Why???

Many of us are experiencing desperation, confusion, and loss of faith during these trying times.  That is because we are reaching out to the figurative “white tiger,” due to the beauty or majesty we want or choose to see. How do we know exactly what we are reaching out to?  How do we discern?

In order to see clearly, and to know what is aligned with God, we need to know God. We need to love God. And we need to serve God.

As Catholics, we need to arm ourselves for the spiritual warfare which is in full force right now.  You and I are here on earth at this particular time for a reason.  Let’s learn about our faith, learn about Jesus and his teachings. Learn about the early Church, the saints who went before us.  Learn about our guardian angels, and the power of St. Michael the Archangel.  Learn about the power of Our Blessed Mother, and how she is most hated by Satan himself.

If Mother Mary was a “mere” woman as some believe, why do the demons and Satan fear her?

Do you want to continue going through life seeing the lie of the white tiger’s beauty, or do you want the grace to discern the grotesque, horrendous, evil beast for what he truly is?  For I can promise you, if you choose to stay in the dark of deception and ignorance, sooner or later, when you least expect it, that beast will pounce on you.

And when that time comes, it will be too late… there will be nothing anyone can do to save you from yourself.

The time to decide and take that step toward the Truth…which is Jesus… is NOW.

 

Here are a few ways to arm yourself for battle:

Read Scripture

Daily Rosary

Deliverance Prayers For Use by the Laity

Mass (Sunday and Daily Mass if possible)

Confession

Holy Eucharist

Use of Sacramentals

Development of Virtues

 

May God bless and have mercy on our Country.

 

 

 

 

 


12 Comments

Evangelizing With Our Daily Life

My husband and I have been blessed to commute together each morning to our respective jobs.  We have formed a daily ritual of stopping at McDonald’s for our morning coffee, and we see many of the same people every day having breakfast.  It’s kind of developing into a “community” of sorts, and each day brings a new surprise.

First, let me tell you, it’s a weird thing…I am usually the only female customer during those breakfast hours.  I’m really not sure of the reason for this lack of females, but I’m leaning toward the “guys” taking a stand to consume lots of bacon, sausage and cheese without anyone looking over their shoulders.  That’s just my assessment!

Anyway, this morning we walked in as usual, and the happy McDonald’s team members already had our medium coffee, medium decaf, and two creamers sitting on the counter before we even ordered.  And as usual, they started our day with the blessings of smiles and joy.

We made our way over to our usual, kind of secluded, spot.  As we passed two guys that we have been saying hello to for a few weeks, we smiled and greeted them.  As we sat down, my husband started talking with them.  We all proceeded to talk about our jobs, and the state of our country and the world in general.

Out of the blue, one of the men (Tony) started telling us about how he and his family are Christians, and how they read the Bible.  He was sharing about how crazy things are getting and that you have to arm yourself with the Spirit of God within you.  He then shared with us that his two children had an experience (at different times) of seeing an angelic presence which filled them with peace.  He said that they described everything about the apparitions in detail, and he wrote everything down, including a drawn picture of what they had seen.

When Tony was sharing his faith and his children’s experiences, my husband and I could feel the presence of the Holy Spirit.  He went on to share that he and his wife at first questioned if the apparitions were from God, however, as they realized the peace that came over their little ones due to the experiences, they felt more at peace themselves.

I shared my experiences of the times my guardian angel spoke to me in times of danger, and also the flash of light that surrounded both my husband and me at different times.  I also shared with him that when I spoke with my priest about those experiences, he said that if the event brings peace to the spirit and draws the person closer to Jesus, it is God sent.  Tony affirmed that he felt the same way…that the family is at peace and drawing closer to The Lord.

As my husband and I were standing up, getting ready to leave, Tony looked at us and said the following.  His words still warm my heart when I think of them, and once again reminds me how we are all being watched.

We are evangelizing with our daily lives without even saying a word, without even realizing it.

What he said was this:  “We watch you two together every day and see how much you love each other.  What you have is special and more couples need to have what you have.  There are so many couples giving up too soon, and too many people who are struggling with their marriage.”

We let him know that we went through many struggles, however, only through God was it possible for us to develop the loving relationship that we now have.

Marriage is a blessing…and so are the new friends God placed in our lives this morning.

Thank you Lord, for once again placing such beautiful people in our life.  Help us to always see through your eyes, hear through your ears, feel through your heart, and allow us to work and show love through your guidance.