Author Archives: Sarah
Please watch this video. It doesn’t contain any distressing images but it’s hard to watch without crying. Ireland’s future as a caring nation is in jeopardy. Please pray that its people vote to protect their most vulnerable citizens.
If you watch the video, please say a prayer for the priest giving the sermon, and also for the person (people?) behind the excellent Catholic YouTube channel called “Sensus Fidelium“.
The Catholic Concern for Animals (CCA) blog has alerted me to the fact that it is World Vegan Day and the start of World Vegan Month. This has prompted me to do a job that I have been putting off for a while. I have added a new category called “Vegetarian and Vegan” to my blog, and I have gone through my old posts and put the relevant ones into this new category. There aren’t that many but now it’s easier to find them. Just look to the right, under the pictures of the “community posts I like”, and click on the folder icon to see all my categories. You should see “Vegetarian and Vegan” at the bottom of the list.
If you can’t be bothered to do that (and I wouldn’t blame you), I recommend the short stories Alien Report and Alien Harvest. I was working on part 3 but my graphics machine is still causing me problems so I haven’t been able to finish the illustration that goes with the story. There’s also this story that has vegan leanings.
For me, the mystery of miracles is not the how or the why of miracles themselves but why they are so ignored. There are miracles happening all around the world all the time. How is it that we never hear about genuine miracles like healings at Lourdes or scientifically-tested Eucharistic miracles in the mass media? We see plenty of people on news reports saying things like “It was a miracle…” but we don’t seem to be expected to believe that God had anything to do with it. When people hear about miracles they mostly seem to just shrug it off. ‾\_(ツ)_/‾
I know someone who, decades ago, cried out to God in extremis and was answered in abundance. When our prayers are answered they are often answered with overflowing generosity, as at the wedding at Cana. I know that this person was relieved and thankful that her prayer had been answered but she didn’t respond in kind. She did what many people do. She treated it as a welcome anomaly and then got on with life as usual. People often only turn to God when they want something. As Our Lord says in Chapter 6 of John’s Gospel:
Amen, amen I say to you, you seek me, not because you have seen miracles, but because you did eat of the loaves, and were filled. Labour not for the meat which perisheth, but for that which endureth unto life everlasting, which the Son of man will give you.
Shouldn’t miracles prompt at least a little curiosity or a desire to do something in thanksgiving? When a hardened heart is granted a miracle or is a witness to one, it is a call and an opportunity for that heart to respond. God loves us so much, shouldn’t we try to love Him in return? When we witness or hear about a miracle, we shouldn’t shrug it off, we should get curious. The Lord is reaching out to us.
I leave you with this link to a beautifully-written, moving story of what happened to a sick little boy after a trip to Lourdes. The writer (his mother) is not claiming that this is a miracle healing but it certainly sounds like a miraculous transformation to me. Here are some excerpts:
Before his pilgrimage, at almost eighteen months old, Oscar was functionally stalled at a developmental level between three and nine months…
Within a week of returning home, however, we had appointments with his physical therapist, occupational therapist, speech therapist, and neurologist, … I didn’t say anything about the remarkable changes I had noticed in Oscar. I didn’t need to. Every person who knows him well and has spent time with him this month has commented that he is markedly different.
… By the end of the hour, she [the physical therapist] told me, “I’m a little freaked out.”
What do you think Leo XIII meant when he wrote, in the exorcism prayer he composed after his alleged vision of St. Michael: “In the Holy Place itself, where has been set up the See of the most holy Peter and the Chair of Truth for 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 scattered”? Are you familiar with this passage?
Yes, I discovered it right after Amoris Laetitia came out, and it surprised me very much because, frightening as it was, it seemed to be a perfect picture of the situation. I think no fictional writer could have imagined this and it’s a true prophecy which is unfolding now. No one could have imagined that this prophecy would really come true (at some moment that paragraph was thought so incredible that it was even deleted from the St. Michael Prayer in official texts), but I think what Leo XIII was describing is coming true.
It is important to add that this is not a moral judgment about the Pope. I think the Pope and his counsellors — for example Fr. Spadaro, whom I got to know when I was a young student in Rome — are in fact good people. I believe they are well intentioned. Pope Francis is charismatic and has many human and Christian virtues, so of course many people tend to believe him. But this is precisely what creates more confusion and so behind all of this there is a truly diabolical trick.
Excerpt from interview with Prof. Claudio Pierantoni, one of the lay scholars who helped shape the filial correction.
St. Michael the Archangel,
defend us in battle.
Be our defence against the wickedness and snares of the Devil.
May God rebuke him, we humbly pray,
and do thou,
O Prince of the heavenly hosts,
by the power of God,
thrust into hell Satan,
and all the evil spirits,
who prowl about the world
seeking the ruin of souls.
What the Heart of the Young Man Said to the Psalmist
Tell me not, in mournful numbers, “Life is but an empty dream!” For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; “Dust thou art, to dust returnest," Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; But to act, that each to-morrow Finds us farther than to-day. Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In the world’s broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle! Be a hero in the strife! Trust no Future, howe’er pleasant! Let the dead Past bury its dead! Act,--act in the living Present! Heart within, and God o’erhead! Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o’er life’s solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again. Let us, then, be up and doing, With a heart for any fate; Still achieving, still pursuing Learn to labor and to wait.