It is, in all its awful reality the true story of the RCIA and the catechesis of the Church today. The dreadfullness of the truth in this comment shows that many priests and bishops have placed the future of eternity into the hands of nincompoops and then sat back and smiled at their handiwork. Really they are smiling at their own duplicity. I can only hope and pray Father they know not what they do.
I'm sorry but this mutual back-patting doesn't concede the point that there are millions of 'catholics' who do support abortion, and not just those among the professional laity and clergy and academia
- In some US states the abortion rates among catholics is higher than the state average [and I simply won't go into racial or social-class profiling but we all know these are factors]; and yes we may consider Joan Chittister as some raving maniac ; but many , and I mean ‘MANY’ support her positions. Maybe not so vociferously or dogmatically - but they do!
We need to face facts: How many 'ordinary' catholics postulate:
"What's wrong with abortion when the alternative means social deprivation for both mother and child?"
The concept that there could be anything possibly wrong with abortion in the case of rape or incest is beyond them - that battle's lost!
How many support euthanasia? "What's wrong with dying with a little pain-free dignity when I want to?"
How many think, there's nothing wrong with gay sex and gay marriag, and pre-marital sex and divorce and I'm sorry; irrespective of how many of us think John Paul II set about a revolution with his theology of the body reinvigorating NFP - the plain and simple fact is he didn't - most catholics see nothing wrong with that pill or bit of rubber....
...and people not only believe and defiantly state that the church is wrong ; they expect the church will change - eventually...and this is before we get onto their support of women priests, married priests and the destruction of all that's authentically catholic to promote 'christian' and inter-faith unity...
How many believe Jesus was God? They think the virgin birth is a delusional myth; never believed in the assumption; believe the miracles are mere fairy stories to set up the position of the man who said 'let's be nice to each other' - and the church isn't teaching that niceness - enmeshed with all its cruel legalism and insensitivity towards those on the margins of society...
How many create their own version of reality and not merely a cafeteria catholicism ; but more a fondue-'faith-position' where they dip whatever they bloody well please into the melting pot and demand that because it's coated to resemble a personal faith it must be called catholic - however distasteful and poisonous....?
The Church has not made its voice heard - especially amongst its own.
It hasn't taught, explained, informed, advised...it's abrogated all those duties and responsibilities...and when it makes attempts to remedy a situation it is now in such a position of distrust by the average catholic that any concept of obedience or respect or even giving the Church the opportunity to state its case vanishes!
What have we done?
Denied the Truth of Christ to millions!
Little wonder they refuse to listen now....
The Well, Lorna Keras and Me Part 2
Yesterday I told you of the circumstances that led to the instructions from Jesus, given to me by Mrs Keras, on how to console our Mother. I have read on the 'net since many who thought that the Well was Mrs Keras' work, and were absolutely insistent on this as the whole reason for the Well. It was not and I know and was present when Lorna Keras had to tell one of her handmaidens of the enchanted sisterhood to keep out of the way. Lorna was told and had to make it obvious that it was to be called Michael's Well and she, the enchanted handmaiden, was to desist in her planned arrangements. This was ever the problem with Lorna's followers, they in their personal opinions knew better than Jesus, and what He wanted. In fact I went to see the Vicar General of that time to get protection for Lorna through him from them. This was after all was over between us and I did it for the reason explained at the end of this blog and Lorna's admittance later that year in the hospital.
Remember I wrote Christ said I might take witnesses. One fact about the interior workings of my mind, realizing the errors that were foisted upon Mrs Keras, I rarely asked questions out loud after the first few prayerful meetings with Lorna. I held them in my mind. It had no relevance for me that so many opinionated women thought they could make me and what was God's will for me, do as they demanded. They were strident in their claims and always worked to persuade Lorna when I was not there, I add. They thought so much of me that when I saw one at the bus stop and drove her to the bank during the journey she thought during the discussion, "God why him, you could have found a better catholic man than him. Louisa Clozza with me at the time knew this and shared it with me. Just another example of their thoughts that went from their lips to God's and criticized His choices and will. So often this group did it. They are not alone, as Mary said often, "The frailties of man" It happens with every prophet, visionary and mouthpiece and clouds the issue and opinions from so-called pseudo disciples fog as Mary said on one occasion about Lorna's Handmaidens, "They shall not pick and choose my prophets. I shall fog their minds", again Louisa Clozza witnessed this. She did on that occasion.
The witnesses, here are their names, the ones I picked were Ann, my wife, Iona Vance, Will Seder, Joanne Smith, Alan Francis-Johns. Louisa Clozza was asked but she did not believe and never came. I prayed and asked God to give her something else to do. Lorna brought her handmaidens. I believe from what I observed later and during the search they were quite superfluous. I write this not in any kind of snit, but these women puffed up by self importance who judged me by their needs ruined much of the work the Mrs Keras was to do according to the Will of God. remember I was there and watched like a Sentinel.
We arrived around lunchtime and did not have a clue about the mercy gate and in which direction we were to face. Prayer always works and so we started with the Rosary and asked Mary where to start in the tangle of blackberry, willow and acacia thorn bushes at the back of the Grotto on the hill at Mission in Heritage Park. Lorna was shown a heap of rubble, downspouts and a mess from the building that sat at the site previously. The reason why I said they were superfluous hit me then, the debris was 12 feet down the back of the large rock the building had sat on. It was a thicket and a half of very robust bushes and I had to fight my way in. Still no clue of which direction north, south, east or west. All the time I asked Mary and Lorna for more help. What we did get was Mary's description of the beauty of the place to be, to come with the sun shining on the water and the willows and the crowds of Native People who would be coming from all over the world. At this time which was about three hours later Will had to go to look after his business. He was there for a very important reason which will surface in a few sentences.
I spoke to Mary interiorly and said after looking and looking for where I was to dig, I'm here til we find the place.. Remember I was told to dig a well. Was I to dig it? Was I literally to be in charge of the digging perhaps even contracting for it to be dug? I told her that I would be there until Mary told me where. At six o'clock in the evening Mary said, "Say the Angelus", and we did and I asked again where do you want it and at that moment a shaft of light shone between the branches of heavy leafy trees and literally lit up my feet between Lorna and I. This was a very rocky slope a rocky hill with a thin layer of topsoil. I dug until I was down to my shoulder and could reach no further. Joanne Smith had made her way through the brambles and had joined Lorna and I, like me she was peering down the hole looking for water. I said this is amusing, grown people peering down a hole waiting for water and a miracle. Mary said, "You are our delight". Then Jesus spoke and it is important because it is covered in the New Testament. " You are right it is a miracle, but it is my miracle but it is My miracle and it is not yet My Time".
We left and as we walked down the hill, Jesus said to Lorna who passed it on, "The Devil is amazed at the faith shown". I ask this, whose faith? Lorna before hand had been told that she could visit the Grotto only twice more, She went three times,on the third she and the handmaiden who persuaded her to go, fell of the large rock and fractured her ankle.. I received a phone call telling me she was in the local hospital. Who phoned me, Will Seder of course. He was the chief of the Mission search and rescue and they could not get an ambulance or medics into the mess of brambles. They went in and brought them out. When I arrived at the hospital one of the handmaidens of the enchanted sisterhood, asked me in front of a witness Louisa Clozza, "How did I know that they were in the Hospital" and she posited her opinion it was the devil who told me. This was when Lorna told me outside the ward how awful it was with the women who surrounded her. She asked me, "Why did she have so many strong minded women around her?"
¶ 10:34 PM
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
The Well, Lorna Keras and Me
Every one who has a spiritual relationship with Mary through Her Spouse, and frequents the place where Mary appears is given a spring of healing waters. This constitutes part of the miraculous life that one enters into and to which one must be faithful. You ask, “Why is this so?” It is because certain promises are exchanged between all involved and God have mercy on the one who breaks that promise. The Mary who communicates with me and I will not hide the fact She doe, I cannot, will not deny Her words for anyone. Whether he be simpering priest or a stuffy layman or woman. I have several times become entangled in the foolish jealous minds of many because of my faith in her words and promises. Seen too many prayers answered and people healed through Her answers to my prayers.. In fact, I have been warned by heaven on so many occasions, after being told of the rewards that Jesus and His Mother wanted to give, did not happen at that time, because of a lack of belief, not mine I add. In fact I will ensure one whom has caused this problem in the past, receives this post. Once when he wanted help, I was told clearly, "if you pray over this man we will never speak to you again". A witness present heard the same and dreaded to see me disobeying. He, this man, is dreadful and full of pomposity. In fact, his heavenly title at this time is Professor Pompous. The Mary who speaks to me so often calls herself, “The Mother of the Healing Waters of Life”
So let me write for you all the story of the Well and the prophecy given to Lorna Keras, which foretold the following occasion. Lorna was told of Nina, the little one, who would see this version of Mary. Read her second book which because of several distasteful human frailties caused and carried out by Lorna’s followers, of whom at a later date in Hospital, Lorna bitterly very bitterly indeed talked about her problem with them. The women followers I can only say were certainly members of the enchanted sisterhood and I hope they make amends. Perhaps it will be as Lorna was told, "You (they) have many bridges to mend".
Here’s how it started. One Saturday I asked Mrs Keras who is it, who speaks to Me, “Our Lady of the Most Holy Rosary’, was the answer. “Will I have or could I find the missing statue lost by fire in Nova Scotia?” No it is beyond human reach but we will give you a shrine far more beautiful than you can believe”. She did twice since, plus other beautiful pictures. One of which caused me problems with Lorna’s enchanted sisterhood.
The Feast of the Cross ‘95
Lorna decided that we should go to Enumclaw to a site where she reckoned a holy man lived. The evening we were there, we, my wife and I, attended an open air mass offered by Fr Walter Weinrich, a retired Maryknoll Missionary. We had a good time spiritually and left to stay at a motel in Tacoma to be near an old married couple, we were friendly with. We were going to mass the next day at the Church on the Hill looking over the Tacoma Dome. We knocked on the door of the presbytery. The woman who answered the door was very buxom and should never have answered dressed the way she was. This lady sent us to St Pius Parish in Tacoma where mass would soon start. What a catastrophe that parish was. We arrived and two nice older people were praying the Rosary. As we entered the Church two women were having a conversation with a young man, they finished and followed us into the Church. I knelt down and began to prayas the women deliberately distracted the old couple so badly they ceased praying and the mass began
It was not a mass. I have attended the sacrifice all overthe world and never have I seen such a travesty. I spent the whole debacle on my knees praying that we would not be sinful by staying. Being on my knees and praying made the priest and his two acolytes very uncomfortable. It certainly showed as they kept watching and watching for some kind of action on my part.
When mass was ended I heard, “I am lonely Michael”. Turning to the other side of the Church I saw a dark mess covered with cobwebs and dirt. I went over and it was Notre Dame de Grace so black and dirty I was disgusted. I prayed before the statue and we left. I needed to do something for Her. In the parking lot these two harridans were waiting and now I had the feeling of tremendous evil looking over my shoulder but it was not frightening for me, it sure was for my wife. I stopped the two and asked, “Do you have a Rosary Group in the Parish?” “No we do not need one we are a good parish”.
My wife was alarmed enough and the presence of evil in the air around us, caused her to say, “Let’s go home”. On the way we decided to go see Lorna, which we did. Lorna was welcoming and as we talked Lorna said as she often did, “We have to pray Jesus wants to speak”. He never spoke or came unless we prayed first. As we were praying Jesus asked as He often did, “What does my Son want?”I asked for permission to buy the Notre Dame Statue. They was a silence and Jesus asked, “What do you want to do? Buy the Statue or console your Mother?”Not difficult to answer, “Console Your Mother”. There was a long, long silence and then Jesus spoke, “You are to go twelve paces from the Mercy gate at Mission and dig a well”. Then I asked in my head, “May I take witnesses?” and the answer came, “You are to take witnesses”.