For Easter, For your spiritual health
May the God who reigns supreme, above all Gods hear my prayers for you all. May He who will rise once again victorious on the Cross this Friday and then glorified on the third day, grant you all your prayers this Easter tide. May you reach the perfection He had in His mind when He created you. May His paternal thoughts at your creation be achieved. May Christ's prayers from the Cross for us all, be heard and blessed by His Father and come to pass for the sake of Our, yours and mine immortal souls.
¶ 11:43 AM
A blog is way of communicating one’s thoughts and beliefs to the world. What do I believe in, easy for me to write I believe in the Eucharist and in the Most Holy Name of Jesus. That is among other things. I would like you who read this to consider deeply, this quotation from “Fatima in Lucia’s Own Words” page 64 and 65. I write it as I am convinced the abuses the Angel of Peace Michael the Archangel spoke off and prayed about have gotten worse. Michael by the way for those who have never considered it either enforces, enforced peace in Heaven with the sword. Why have the abuses grown in the Church because there are more Catholics, I cannot bring myself to say faithful and very few in the western church at least use the sacrament of Penance and Reconciliation. This sacrilegious action is authorized by the Hierarchs and Churchmen. Which of them can deny this statement? It is not enough to tell us to use the confessional because they should remember they are following a tradition of the Church first done at this time of the year. The Apostles deserted Christ once He was arrested by the idolatrous temple guards and kissed by one of them. So much for apostolic love. Here then is Lucia’s remembrance.
“A considerable time had elapsed, when one day we went to pasture our sheep on a property belonging to my parents, which lay on the slope of the hill I have mentioned, a little higher up than Valinhos. It is an olive grove called Pregueira. After our lunch, we decided to go and pray in the hollow among the rocks on the opposite side of the hill. To get there, we went around the slope, and had to climb over some rocks above the Pregueira. The sheep could only scramble over these rocks with great difficulty.
As soon as we arrived there, we knelt down, with our foreheads touching the ground, and began to repeat the prayer of the Angel:
“My God, I believe, I adore, I hope and I love You.”. I don't know how many times we had repeated this prayer, when an extraordinary light shone upon us. We sprang up to see what was happening, and beheld the Angel. He was holding a chalice in his left hand, with the Host suspended above it, from which some drops of blood fell into the chalice. "Leaving the chalice suspended in the air, the Angel knelt down beside us and made us repeat three times:
“Most Holy Trinity, Father, Son and Holy Spirit, I offer You the most precious Body, Blood, Soul and Divinity of Jesus Christ, present in all the tabernacles of the world, in reparation for the outrages, sacrileges and indifference with which He Himself is offended. And, through the infinite merits of His most Sacred Heart, and the Immaculate Heart of Mary, I beg of You the conversion of poor sinners”.
Then, rising, he took the chalice and the Host in his hands. He gave the Sacred Host to me, and shared the Blood from the chalice between Jacinta and Francisco, ' saying as he did so:
“Take and drink the Body and Blood of Jesus Christ, horribly outraged by ungrateful men! Make reparation for their crimes and console your God”.
Once again, he prostrated on the ground and repeated with us, three times more, the same prayer. “Most Holy Trinity…..” and then disappeared.
We remained a long time in this position, repeating the same words, over and over again, when at last we stood up, we noticed that it was already dark, and therefore time to return home.”
Back to my thoughts, I wrote in the above that the abuses have gotten worse. This is if we view with honesty and integrity what Lucia wrote and look at the signs of our times, the real signs that is. Not ignoring the real signs which vat 2 did. I have read and seen that confessions were dropping off in the Church at that time and the entertainers at the Council knew and paid no attention, neither discussing nor seeking to repair this disgusting error. Perhaps they did not think with the climate outside the Church and their driving need to have the Church liked that things should go back to respect for the Body and Blood but overlook it as it was not acceptable under ecumenism.
So let me revise the prayer under advice from above
“O Most Holy Trinity, Father Son and Holy Ghost, I offer You the Most Precious Body and Blood, Soul and Divinity of Your dearly beloved Son our Lord Jesus Christ, present in all the Tabernacles of the World. I offer Him in atonement and reparation, with the sincerest apologies for the indifference's, the indignities, the irreverence's, the sacrileges and the blasphemies heaped upon the Most Holy Sacrifice of Your Altar. I plead that through the infinite merits of the Sacred Heart and the Immaculate Heart of Mary for the conversion of these sinners”.
Of whom do you think the words ungrateful men refers? Give you one guess. That’s right pray for the Priests. Your next question as you read should be, "has this person any right to be scornful of the efforts of the priests of our cult? I say that depends on how you view the most Holy Sacrifice of the Altar
In the eighteen hundreds in England a woman lived whose spiritual guide and confessor wrote, "She was probably the greatest saint of the Catholic Church". Her whole life was devoted to Christ from very early in her life, her biography is published on the "Net. She actually unlike others did not just see the Passion of Christ but actually shared even the dreadful blows and treatment He our Lord and Savior underwent. Her friends witnessed the punishment she shared. here then is her mystical poem of the Will of God
Teresa Helena Higginson
Father of all, we fain would say, as did Thy only Son,
In every hour of every day, Oh! let Thy Will be done.
In thought, in word, in deed, in death, things finished or begun,
Let every transitory breath whisper, Thy Will be done.
In daily cares to thousands known, or known perchance to none,
Let this request be heard above, Oh! Lord, Thy Will be done.
In sickness though some stroke unseen may oft the senses stun,
Let grace suggestive intervene, to feel Thy Will be done.
In health, when in its full career the race of man is run,
Let joy be taught by holy fear to pray, Thy Will be done.
Amid the rocks and shoals of life which few can ever shun,
Let peace compose each spark of strife and cry, Thy Will be done.
And when the bow of hope shall blend all colours into one,