I get this question all of the time. The answer is YES.
I can give you loads of turn-around stories that I personally have seen. Does that mean that if you go to the local abortion mill this Saturday, you will see a young lady make the choice of life? Of course not, somedays you'll see a handful of girls choose life, somedays, you won't.
One recent story of sidewalkers being successful happened on a Tues. night here in Huntsville. Litterally, 3 people shut down the abortion mill for the days. We recently discovered that they've started killing babies on Tues. as well as Sat. On this particular Feb. Tues., 3 Lifers showed up outside on the sidewalk aroun 4:30pm. About 5 or so victims entered over the course of time. About 7:00pm, it was obvious that the abortionist wasn't there, since none of the victims had started to come out. About 7:30 someone from inside came out and said something like, "You know he's (the abortionist) not going to show up with anyone out here." So, no one left. A little after 9:00, the victims gave up on the abortionist to show up and left.
If this is such a liberating and positive thing for women, then why wouldn't the abortionist want anyone to see him? Why would he hide? Shouldn't he be proud of the fact that he kills babies and leaves women physically and emotionally wounded? No. He must shroud his face and hide in the darkness. Dr. Jekyl can't let anyone see the murderous Mr. Hyde and be labeled an abortionist.
This abortion mill was shut down for the day, not by blocking entrances, not by convincing victims not to go in, not by yelling or threatening, but only because the abortionist was ashamed of what he does and did not want to be seen.
So, yes, even just a presence on the sidewalk makes a difference and saves lives.
Paix du Christ!
Showing posts with label Abortion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Abortion. Show all posts
Monday, March 12, 2007
Monday, January 22, 2007
Prayer to End Abortion
Please join in saying the perpetual novena to end abortion today and every day.
Prayer to End Abortion
Lord God, I thank you today for the gift of my life,
And for the lives of all my brothers and sisters.
I know there is nothing that destroys more life than abortion,
Yet I rejoice that you have conquered death
by the Resurrection of Your Son.
I am ready to do my part in ending abortion.
Today I commit myself
Never to be silent,
Never to be passive,
Never to be forgetful of the unborn.
I commit myself to be active in the pro-life movement,
And never to stop defending life
Until all my brothers and sisters are protected,
And our nation once again becomes
A nation with liberty and justice
Not just for some, but for all,
Through Christ our Lord. Amen!
Paix du Christ!
Prayer to End Abortion
Lord God, I thank you today for the gift of my life,
And for the lives of all my brothers and sisters.
I know there is nothing that destroys more life than abortion,
Yet I rejoice that you have conquered death
by the Resurrection of Your Son.
I am ready to do my part in ending abortion.
Today I commit myself
Never to be silent,
Never to be passive,
Never to be forgetful of the unborn.
I commit myself to be active in the pro-life movement,
And never to stop defending life
Until all my brothers and sisters are protected,
And our nation once again becomes
A nation with liberty and justice
Not just for some, but for all,
Through Christ our Lord. Amen!
Paix du Christ!
34 years and finally some hope
34 years ago was the Roe v. Wade decision that Americans can mercilessly kill innocent, defenceless, young American babies for no reason what-so-ever. Today, I'm spending the day in fasting and prayer for the end to all of this non-sense.
Over the past week, I went to an excellent rally on the courthouse steps here in Madison County to which about 75 people showed up. Also, in Birmingham there was a rally and march with thousands of people. Quietly and peacefully walking through the streets past the Summit (if you remember, that was the abortion mill that was forced to close this past year because of malpractice). There are only 2 abortion mills left in Birmingham, down from 7 over the past 15 years. Praise God! One of those is currently on probation. The walk also took us past one of the abortion mills which wasn't closed, this location is the only place with hecklers and pro-abortion signs. Both places that do abortions in Birmingham were closed for the day. I was very satisfied with being a part of the walk. There were even quite a few doctors walking in their smocks in support, many of them had the letters OB and GYN embroidered near their name. The walk was led by young people carring a casket of an aborted baby followed by women who have decided to be silent no more. Across the country many others will be showing their support today as well as this past weekend. in D.C. and San Francisco hundreds of thousands will be walking together.
This year, there is hope. As we walk, pray, and fast, please remember the cases currently going on in the Supreme Court. Gonzales v. Carhart and Gonzales v. Planned Parenthood were heard on Nov. 8th and have not yet been decided. These cases will hopefully get rid of the absolutely horrible practice of partial-birth abortion. There is also another case out there on the same grounds, but has not yet been heard.
This week, stop by YouTube to watch some excellent videos. These videos were created by a 19 year-old girl, whose mother was pregnant at 19 and single and and everyone around her telling her to have an abortion. She fought society and made her own choice to give her baby the gift of life. YouTube.com
Paix du Christ!
Over the past week, I went to an excellent rally on the courthouse steps here in Madison County to which about 75 people showed up. Also, in Birmingham there was a rally and march with thousands of people. Quietly and peacefully walking through the streets past the Summit (if you remember, that was the abortion mill that was forced to close this past year because of malpractice). There are only 2 abortion mills left in Birmingham, down from 7 over the past 15 years. Praise God! One of those is currently on probation. The walk also took us past one of the abortion mills which wasn't closed, this location is the only place with hecklers and pro-abortion signs. Both places that do abortions in Birmingham were closed for the day. I was very satisfied with being a part of the walk. There were even quite a few doctors walking in their smocks in support, many of them had the letters OB and GYN embroidered near their name. The walk was led by young people carring a casket of an aborted baby followed by women who have decided to be silent no more. Across the country many others will be showing their support today as well as this past weekend. in D.C. and San Francisco hundreds of thousands will be walking together.
This year, there is hope. As we walk, pray, and fast, please remember the cases currently going on in the Supreme Court. Gonzales v. Carhart and Gonzales v. Planned Parenthood were heard on Nov. 8th and have not yet been decided. These cases will hopefully get rid of the absolutely horrible practice of partial-birth abortion. There is also another case out there on the same grounds, but has not yet been heard.
This week, stop by YouTube to watch some excellent videos. These videos were created by a 19 year-old girl, whose mother was pregnant at 19 and single and and everyone around her telling her to have an abortion. She fought society and made her own choice to give her baby the gift of life. YouTube.com
Paix du Christ!
Friday, October 06, 2006
Motivation for activation
Lapped Catholic has a motivational poster contest currently going on. So, here are a couple that I created. All you need to do is have an image ready along with a title and some words. Go to Motivator and enter in the information and it will give you a motivation poster look-alike image!
Paix du Christ!
Paix du Christ!
Monday, October 02, 2006
Fisrt Monday of October
Today is the first Monday of October, which means that today is special day in the secular world as well! What day is that? Well, it's the first day of the new term of the Supreme Court. This is the start of the first term with Samuel Alito, but without Sandra Day O'Connor. Hopefully we will start seeing more level-headed and better decisions made by the court. Hopefully, we can begin to see some JUSTICE for the innocent unborn children.
Whip out those rosaries and start praying!
Paix du Christ!
Whip out those rosaries and start praying!
Paix du Christ!
Sunday, October 01, 2006
Pro-life Sunday and month of the Rosary
Today is Pro-life Sunday. Today there will be many Life Chains around the country, ask around in your church to see if there is one near you. Also, this week, you can participate in a pro-life fast. October is also the month of the rosary. Benedict gave a short speech during his midday angelus about celebrating the month of the rosary. The Vatican doesn't have an English version up yet, so I'll post the translation from ZENIT to encourage you to read it (seriously, it's really short and won't take anytime at all).
During this month, don't forget to pick up your rosary an extra few times to during this month Never prayed with the rosary? Now would be a perfect time. Why not head over to Rosary Army in order to learn to make your own beautiful, but inexpensive rosaries!
Paix du Christ!
During this month, don't forget to pick up your rosary an extra few times to during this month Never prayed with the rosary? Now would be a perfect time. Why not head over to Rosary Army in order to learn to make your own beautiful, but inexpensive rosaries!
Paix du Christ!
Thursday, September 28, 2006
1 Step to prevent an increase in your risk of Breast Cancer
That's right, I can help you not increase your risk for breast cancer in one easy step. DON'T HAVE AN ABORTION! My new line is "Fight Breast Cancer, Stop Abortion!" Women, if you want to empower youself, you must inform yourselves and know your rights. You see, if you go into an abortion and ask about abortions causing breast cancer they will tell you that's all hooey. Well, then ask them for their proof that it doesn't. You think more people would look into this as fanatical as people get about coffee could cause cancer or whatever, it seems like people are finding new place to get cancer-causing carcinogens every minute. But you tell them that abortion increases the risk of breast cancer they look the other way. Why? Because apparently abortion is a woman's right, but informing women about medical truth is not a woman's right. Now women, you tell me who is trying to keep you down and under their thumb? It can't be men, because this man is telling you straight up what you're doing to your bodies.
That's right, and I have proof. 6 studies showing a link between abortion and breast cancer. and I wouldn't say it if I didn't have the source to go with it. Here is a page with citations for the studies and a brief synopsis of the results. Also, I found it interesting (although I think I may have seen it somewhere before) right above, you see that becoming pregant reduces you risk of breast cancer. But, you have to cary it to term, because an induced abortion increases your risk. And no, it is not going to cancel each other out, so put that ridiculous idea out of your head.
Paix du Christ!
That's right, and I have proof. 6 studies showing a link between abortion and breast cancer. and I wouldn't say it if I didn't have the source to go with it. Here is a page with citations for the studies and a brief synopsis of the results. Also, I found it interesting (although I think I may have seen it somewhere before) right above, you see that becoming pregant reduces you risk of breast cancer. But, you have to cary it to term, because an induced abortion increases your risk. And no, it is not going to cancel each other out, so put that ridiculous idea out of your head.
Paix du Christ!
Monday, August 14, 2006
Survivor 73
This past weekend, I went to the EWTN 25 convention in Birmingham. It was going on, I wasn't doing anything, why not just go? Anyway, I hope to get more information up about the goings on later.
But for now, I wanted to share with you about this T-shirt that I saw and just HAD to have. It basically says how I feel. The subject line of this post is the front of the shirt. The Reverse states:
Since 1973 1/3 of my generation has been slaughtered by abortion at the rate of 4000 babies per day. My friends...My classmates...My generation compromised by the selfishness of others. As a survivor I will not let future generations be slaughtered in the name of convenience. I will not be silent. I will not forget. I will not compromise.
Yes, I am a survivor in my generation. I was born in 80, the start of the peak baby killing season. My parents were 17 and 18, didn't have college degrees, worked in fast food joints, didn't own a house, didn't have any saved up money, and had to go into debt to pay the pregnancy bills. I was born well under the 9 month mark after my parents were married. By society and culture standards I should have DIED, they checked all of the boxes excpet rape that people use to excuse themselves of killing their babies. I LIVED! My parents let me LIVE though the world would condemn me to death. Everytime I step out of my car onto a downtown sidewalk on a Saturday morning armed with my loop of 59 beads, I say a prayer thanking God that my parents loved Him and loved me enough not to set foot into one of those death holes, or to find some pill to give them a quick fix to get rid of me. I AM a survivor, I WILL not be silent, and I FIGHT so that others might get to experience the joy of life to learn to love God before being sent to meet Him.
Paix du Christ!
But for now, I wanted to share with you about this T-shirt that I saw and just HAD to have. It basically says how I feel. The subject line of this post is the front of the shirt. The Reverse states:
Since 1973 1/3 of my generation has been slaughtered by abortion at the rate of 4000 babies per day. My friends...My classmates...My generation compromised by the selfishness of others. As a survivor I will not let future generations be slaughtered in the name of convenience. I will not be silent. I will not forget. I will not compromise.
Yes, I am a survivor in my generation. I was born in 80, the start of the peak baby killing season. My parents were 17 and 18, didn't have college degrees, worked in fast food joints, didn't own a house, didn't have any saved up money, and had to go into debt to pay the pregnancy bills. I was born well under the 9 month mark after my parents were married. By society and culture standards I should have DIED, they checked all of the boxes excpet rape that people use to excuse themselves of killing their babies. I LIVED! My parents let me LIVE though the world would condemn me to death. Everytime I step out of my car onto a downtown sidewalk on a Saturday morning armed with my loop of 59 beads, I say a prayer thanking God that my parents loved Him and loved me enough not to set foot into one of those death holes, or to find some pill to give them a quick fix to get rid of me. I AM a survivor, I WILL not be silent, and I FIGHT so that others might get to experience the joy of life to learn to love God before being sent to meet Him.
Paix du Christ!
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
More Babies Saved!
Well, Sat. was another HOT morning out on the street corner. I was informed that the previous weekend, 2 mothers were talked to and convinced to choose LIFE, yeah!
There are so many stories that I could relate to you from this weekend. But this past weekend, I met a man who like my dad and his father is a strong man and a true love for his family. These are the men I want to say that I will be like when I am called to my vocation, especially if it happens to be a family man. I'll call this man Mr. Wendell. Mr. Wendell showed up at the abortion mill today because his 16 year old daughter Haley and her boyfriend have a selfish mentality of wanting a quick fix. This mentality not only brought them in search of a first term abortion, but is also the reason they got impregnated at Haley's mother's house. Yes, Mr. Wendell no longer lives with Haley's mother and she is now on her EIGHTH husband. By the Grace of God, Mr. Wendell got full custody of his 2 children (Haley has a younger brother), as their mother was in no shape to raise children when they got divorced.
However, today, Mr. Wendell and his wonderful wife (only his 2nd) are standing up for God, what they believe, the life of his grandchild, and his daughter's immortal soul. Mr. Wendell never really was for abortion, but he never got involved, until his daughter got pregnant the boy's parents and her mother began talking her into having an abortion. Once he started looking into it and pulling out information to share with his daughter, he was horified at the information he began to find on abortion. Now, he is on a mission from God to do everything he can to protect her soul.
Once she decided that she would take the path of the "easy way out" and "quickly" "solve" her "problem." Her father told her that she could not have an abortion living in his house. So, she packed up and left, and her brother, encouraged by his sister and mother's bad examples, also moved out of the house and in with his mother. He lost both of his children in standing up for what is right. And he still stands by his decision.
This past weekend, he came down to confront his daughter, to tell the abortionists that they could not talk to her without his permission (was told they they wouldn't wait for his paperwork proof until he convinced them that he was perfectly ready and willing to sue). He knows this is probably a losing battle with so many people against him and the influence of the culture in which we live; Haley only needs to go to the court and get an injunction. But he's buying more time in order to convince his daughter that he just wants to adopt this child and totally and utterly relieve her of all responsibility and costs just so he/she has a chance at life like the rest of us.
Mr. Wendell is not ready to give up or surrender his daughter to the Devil peacefully. He is a man and will use everything he has to fight for as much of the purity of her soul as he can.
Mr. Wendell is strong and seems to hold up on the outside, but this breakdown in his family has to be costly on him. Please pray for Mr. Wendell that he is strong no matter what happens. Please pray that Haley is open and has a conversion of heart. Please pray that this baby has the chance to live and be loved by his grandparents as he/she deserves. Please pray that more men in our future will be strong like Mr. Wendell, and will fight for what they know is right for the one's they love no matter how much they loose.
Paix du Christ!
There are so many stories that I could relate to you from this weekend. But this past weekend, I met a man who like my dad and his father is a strong man and a true love for his family. These are the men I want to say that I will be like when I am called to my vocation, especially if it happens to be a family man. I'll call this man Mr. Wendell. Mr. Wendell showed up at the abortion mill today because his 16 year old daughter Haley and her boyfriend have a selfish mentality of wanting a quick fix. This mentality not only brought them in search of a first term abortion, but is also the reason they got impregnated at Haley's mother's house. Yes, Mr. Wendell no longer lives with Haley's mother and she is now on her EIGHTH husband. By the Grace of God, Mr. Wendell got full custody of his 2 children (Haley has a younger brother), as their mother was in no shape to raise children when they got divorced.
However, today, Mr. Wendell and his wonderful wife (only his 2nd) are standing up for God, what they believe, the life of his grandchild, and his daughter's immortal soul. Mr. Wendell never really was for abortion, but he never got involved, until his daughter got pregnant the boy's parents and her mother began talking her into having an abortion. Once he started looking into it and pulling out information to share with his daughter, he was horified at the information he began to find on abortion. Now, he is on a mission from God to do everything he can to protect her soul.
Once she decided that she would take the path of the "easy way out" and "quickly" "solve" her "problem." Her father told her that she could not have an abortion living in his house. So, she packed up and left, and her brother, encouraged by his sister and mother's bad examples, also moved out of the house and in with his mother. He lost both of his children in standing up for what is right. And he still stands by his decision.
This past weekend, he came down to confront his daughter, to tell the abortionists that they could not talk to her without his permission (was told they they wouldn't wait for his paperwork proof until he convinced them that he was perfectly ready and willing to sue). He knows this is probably a losing battle with so many people against him and the influence of the culture in which we live; Haley only needs to go to the court and get an injunction. But he's buying more time in order to convince his daughter that he just wants to adopt this child and totally and utterly relieve her of all responsibility and costs just so he/she has a chance at life like the rest of us.
Mr. Wendell is not ready to give up or surrender his daughter to the Devil peacefully. He is a man and will use everything he has to fight for as much of the purity of her soul as he can.
Mr. Wendell is strong and seems to hold up on the outside, but this breakdown in his family has to be costly on him. Please pray for Mr. Wendell that he is strong no matter what happens. Please pray that Haley is open and has a conversion of heart. Please pray that this baby has the chance to live and be loved by his grandparents as he/she deserves. Please pray that more men in our future will be strong like Mr. Wendell, and will fight for what they know is right for the one's they love no matter how much they loose.
Paix du Christ!
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
On the road again
Okay, before I continue story telling, I would just like to say that I decided to go to evening daily Mass yesterday due to being the feast day of St. James (patron St. of the church I grew up attending and at which I have made all of my sacraments thus far). It was my first attempt to attend Mass at St. Joe's; however, I was sorely disappointed. There were only like 6 other people I believe and one left after the readings. Everyone was so scattered a part it was ridiculous. Everyone also decided to say the prayers during Mass so softly that I was wondering if they all had just left and weren't there any more. And they forgot what the cues are to stand/kneel and so forth. I'm hoping that the small turn out was due to the fact that there was a funeral that afternoon and the regulars decided to go to that, but still from the people that attended, it made me feel like I didn't really want to be there anymore. Oh well, had to get that off of my chest, sorry about the short rant.
Since I was asked to go to the shrine, although I was already a little worn down after standing outside for over 4 hours, guess what I did? I ran back, cleaned up, and drove to the shrine. I had never been down there before, but found out that it takes 1 1/2 hours. Well, I prayed the Chaplet of Divine Mercy in the lower chapel, hung out in the upper church, walked around the gift shop for a while and bought some stuff. Well, I spent 2 hours there and really enjoy the awesomeness of the place, but I didn't see any of the walkers. Darn.
Well, I made the 1 1/2 hour drive back so that I could chaperone 14 high schoolers at our Youth Group lock-in for the next 12 hrs. I did lay down for an hour, and got a little bit less in sleep. We ended with early Mass where Brendan and Shannon, two of the walkers talked and had info afterwards. Yay! Shannon told me that they ended up running out of time to go to the shrine, so they didn't end up going. Well, lucky for me, there weren't many musicians showing up for the next Mass, so I stayed to sing for that one too. I remembered that I had a large denomination bill in the car from Christmas and decided to donate it to Crossroads. After Mass, it was time to go take another shower so I could go to a Baby Shower.
Well, the baby shower went well, and afterwards I had to stop by the adoration chapel since I promised the walkers that I'd pray for them. I prayed the glorious mysteries, and it was probably the most devout rosary that I've prayed in a long time. Then I final got to bed after about 39 hours.
Well, I got information from them about where they will be prayin' in ATL next weekend, so I figured since it's only 4 1/2 hours away, I can go out there and TRY to hang out with my friends and family ^_^
Sure it ended up being an extremely long and jam packed weekend, but it was full of life (quite litterally!) and Church and was actually rejuvinating. There are 3 treks of walkers (northern, central, southern) that will be covering about 60 miles per day until they all arrive in DC on Aug. 12. Please take some time in the upcomming weeks to pray for these great individuals. Also, if you are graduating high school, in college, or a young adult pray to see if you might be willing to donate all or some of your time next summer to walk across the country! To check out more about their group, go to Crossroads
Paix du Christ!
Since I was asked to go to the shrine, although I was already a little worn down after standing outside for over 4 hours, guess what I did? I ran back, cleaned up, and drove to the shrine. I had never been down there before, but found out that it takes 1 1/2 hours. Well, I prayed the Chaplet of Divine Mercy in the lower chapel, hung out in the upper church, walked around the gift shop for a while and bought some stuff. Well, I spent 2 hours there and really enjoy the awesomeness of the place, but I didn't see any of the walkers. Darn.
Well, I made the 1 1/2 hour drive back so that I could chaperone 14 high schoolers at our Youth Group lock-in for the next 12 hrs. I did lay down for an hour, and got a little bit less in sleep. We ended with early Mass where Brendan and Shannon, two of the walkers talked and had info afterwards. Yay! Shannon told me that they ended up running out of time to go to the shrine, so they didn't end up going. Well, lucky for me, there weren't many musicians showing up for the next Mass, so I stayed to sing for that one too. I remembered that I had a large denomination bill in the car from Christmas and decided to donate it to Crossroads. After Mass, it was time to go take another shower so I could go to a Baby Shower.
Well, the baby shower went well, and afterwards I had to stop by the adoration chapel since I promised the walkers that I'd pray for them. I prayed the glorious mysteries, and it was probably the most devout rosary that I've prayed in a long time. Then I final got to bed after about 39 hours.
Well, I got information from them about where they will be prayin' in ATL next weekend, so I figured since it's only 4 1/2 hours away, I can go out there and TRY to hang out with my friends and family ^_^
Sure it ended up being an extremely long and jam packed weekend, but it was full of life (quite litterally!) and Church and was actually rejuvinating. There are 3 treks of walkers (northern, central, southern) that will be covering about 60 miles per day until they all arrive in DC on Aug. 12. Please take some time in the upcomming weeks to pray for these great individuals. Also, if you are graduating high school, in college, or a young adult pray to see if you might be willing to donate all or some of your time next summer to walk across the country! To check out more about their group, go to Crossroads
Paix du Christ!
Monday, July 24, 2006
How great is our God!
This weekend didn't work out at all for me. It ended up much, much better! Isn't God wonderful?
I was going to go to Atlanta to see a high school group do Les Mis, and hopefully spend time with my cousins, and maybe even hang out with a friend that has a great personality and attractive (wink, wink, nod, nod). Anyway, work had other plans, that made me not be able to cut out early on Fri. So, I stayed in town. You know what that means... that's right, another downtown ritual and have I got a story for you!
This Sat. was overcast, okay it was down right cloudy and definitely going to rain sometime that day. But, that was a good thing as it made it a nice temperature to be outside. Well, at first we were 6 strong and actually, all of the first bunch were all Catholic. And we got a few thumbs up from passers. 2 of our group left only after a little while. Not too much later, we get a call (a little after 9) from some of our friends to see if we had been rained out since they are about 1/2 hour away and didn't know if they should come out. It hadn't rained all morning, and we told them we were out, so they said they would join us. Not too much later, it started sprinkling, and some Episcopalian friends showed up. One of the members wanted to call it quits when the rain came because she thought it was going to storm pretty soon. So, we armed ourselves with umbrellas and stayed. After awhile our Baptist friends from out of town, the ones that called, showed up with the kids. And the rain stopped. I joked with Mike that we didn't get any 1 finger salutes from passers until they showed up. And then some more Catholic friends came by.
So, we had our group of 13, which is pretty hardy. Just before 10:00 something absolutely amazing happened. An RV passes the street we are standing on with writing all over and it says PRO-LIFE WALK ACROSS AMERICA in bold letters! It goes around the corner and pulls into the parking lot on the corner. A couple of the ladies run down and then comeback saying that the new comers are coming up to join us (okay, thanks, but I already had that one figured). So, around the corner come 10 young adults with white shirts and PRO LIFE covering the front. Everyone else on that side of the sidewalk started talking to them, so I didn't rush over there. But, after awhile, I looked back and they were standing in a line holding books. Ah, I see, they had started praying the rosary! Excellent, just what I've been wanting. So, I make my way over there and then stand next to Major, who had joined them, and told him I was going to jump when the next set started (I had already silently prayed through the first 3 sets, so I figured it was alright if I missed the joyful since I wasn't there at the begining). Major said that he'd go stand at the other end then. So we go on to the luminous. During the song after it and before starting on sorrowful, God neglected to give us warning, but the sky just opened up and huge drops of water came flooding out. Major and I jumped for the umbrellas we had laid aside from the earlier rains and covered whoever we could. The walkers made it to an overhang at the building on the corner and we stood there talking for a while. I offered to run to a store and find ponchos for everyone, but they declined and 2 of the guys came back from the RV with small trash bags with holes in the top to cover at least the girls (well, their t-shirts were white). After ahile, the rain had washed out all of the rest of the locals, but after it let up, we headed back out to continue God's work. They lined back up, I joined them and we went through the other 2 sets of mysteries. It started raining again, and I noticed that one of the girls, Libby, didn't get a trash bag, but a fuzzy jacket. Bad idea. I popped open my umbrella and huddled with her. We finished up about 11:30, I walked over to the RV with them and asked some information including how to find out where they were going to be praying in ATL next weekend so I could let my friends out there know. They were all really nice and excellent people. I invited them over so they wouldn't have to cram back in their small space, but they said they were going to cleanup and head down to the Shrine (Mother Angelica's shrine) so they wouldn't have time, but they invited me to show up there and hang out with them and they eventually left.
To be continued...
Paix du Christ!
I was going to go to Atlanta to see a high school group do Les Mis, and hopefully spend time with my cousins, and maybe even hang out with a friend that has a great personality and attractive (wink, wink, nod, nod). Anyway, work had other plans, that made me not be able to cut out early on Fri. So, I stayed in town. You know what that means... that's right, another downtown ritual and have I got a story for you!
This Sat. was overcast, okay it was down right cloudy and definitely going to rain sometime that day. But, that was a good thing as it made it a nice temperature to be outside. Well, at first we were 6 strong and actually, all of the first bunch were all Catholic. And we got a few thumbs up from passers. 2 of our group left only after a little while. Not too much later, we get a call (a little after 9) from some of our friends to see if we had been rained out since they are about 1/2 hour away and didn't know if they should come out. It hadn't rained all morning, and we told them we were out, so they said they would join us. Not too much later, it started sprinkling, and some Episcopalian friends showed up. One of the members wanted to call it quits when the rain came because she thought it was going to storm pretty soon. So, we armed ourselves with umbrellas and stayed. After awhile our Baptist friends from out of town, the ones that called, showed up with the kids. And the rain stopped. I joked with Mike that we didn't get any 1 finger salutes from passers until they showed up. And then some more Catholic friends came by.
So, we had our group of 13, which is pretty hardy. Just before 10:00 something absolutely amazing happened. An RV passes the street we are standing on with writing all over and it says PRO-LIFE WALK ACROSS AMERICA in bold letters! It goes around the corner and pulls into the parking lot on the corner. A couple of the ladies run down and then comeback saying that the new comers are coming up to join us (okay, thanks, but I already had that one figured). So, around the corner come 10 young adults with white shirts and PRO LIFE covering the front. Everyone else on that side of the sidewalk started talking to them, so I didn't rush over there. But, after awhile, I looked back and they were standing in a line holding books. Ah, I see, they had started praying the rosary! Excellent, just what I've been wanting. So, I make my way over there and then stand next to Major, who had joined them, and told him I was going to jump when the next set started (I had already silently prayed through the first 3 sets, so I figured it was alright if I missed the joyful since I wasn't there at the begining). Major said that he'd go stand at the other end then. So we go on to the luminous. During the song after it and before starting on sorrowful, God neglected to give us warning, but the sky just opened up and huge drops of water came flooding out. Major and I jumped for the umbrellas we had laid aside from the earlier rains and covered whoever we could. The walkers made it to an overhang at the building on the corner and we stood there talking for a while. I offered to run to a store and find ponchos for everyone, but they declined and 2 of the guys came back from the RV with small trash bags with holes in the top to cover at least the girls (well, their t-shirts were white). After ahile, the rain had washed out all of the rest of the locals, but after it let up, we headed back out to continue God's work. They lined back up, I joined them and we went through the other 2 sets of mysteries. It started raining again, and I noticed that one of the girls, Libby, didn't get a trash bag, but a fuzzy jacket. Bad idea. I popped open my umbrella and huddled with her. We finished up about 11:30, I walked over to the RV with them and asked some information including how to find out where they were going to be praying in ATL next weekend so I could let my friends out there know. They were all really nice and excellent people. I invited them over so they wouldn't have to cram back in their small space, but they said they were going to cleanup and head down to the Shrine (Mother Angelica's shrine) so they wouldn't have time, but they invited me to show up there and hang out with them and they eventually left.
To be continued...
Paix du Christ!
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Slow days
Sorry that it's been a little on the light side. We moved into a new office building. I've made a couple of trips back home. I've been assigned stuff at work that is really frustrating and time consuming. And I've also gotten involved in LibriVox that I found out about from Julie D. at Happy Catholic
Let's see; first, I was in town this past weekend, so, of course, I was out praying Sat. morning. Our group was a small crowd, it was very hot, and the traffic seemed light, even the flow of women coming in. I still haven't seen any of the vehicles of any of the first people that we met from the Hospitality House (I hope that's a good sign). The funniest thing happened. Some guy passing on the other side of the road decides to lean quite a ways out of his van window and yell, "GET A JOB!" I died laughing. I didn't know that being out on a Sat. morning meant that you didn't have a day job. I don't think that got the memo that the usual yell out the window is: "GET A LIFE!" Which Mom apparently finds highly ironic. There was a white SUV that passed kind of slowly (ie not speeding) with a 2 people, the driver was male, and it looked like the passenger was a female and there was a large AU magnet on the back. He turned around at the parking lot at the end, usually these are all signs that they are scoping out the place on the first pass, so they can be sure to make the correct turn on the second pass, and possibly to make sure that we aren't blocking the entrance. So, when I saw them turn, I let everyone know that one was coming. The passenger was definitely female, and they both had on white shirts saying they worked security for the VBC. He pulled up to the curb and slowed down. But, having the passenger window rolled down kind of caught me off gaurd. Instead of pulling in, he leaned across so he could see better out the other window and said "You're doing a good job," smiled, and drove off. Wow! If you ever stumble across this, thank you so much. You really made my day.
Other than that, it was pretty quite on the front. I went back to my ol' theatre company who was putting on Seussical. Let me tell you, I was pretty skeptical going in, but coming out, I was a fan. They had a great cast for the show, and I thought the show was pretty excellent. If you ever have a chance to see it, go. Although it will be in Huntsville soon and they are charging $21 O.o I don't know about paying that price for a community theatre.
Well, my recent online hobby is LibriVox. FREE Audiobooks. That's right, absolutely free books that you can download in MP3, you don't have to login or provide an email address or anything, just save the file. The books, of course, have to be in the public domain, but they are still great books and a lot of great readings. If you like it, support them, no money needed, but there are a few different ways to go about it. First, you can print off posters and put them in your library/work/where ever, or email, or tell people, or post in your blog, just get the word out. Second, you can listen. Pick a chapter or 2 and listen to it to make sure that there's not too much background noise or no long pauses and things like that. Thrid, you can read. We already know that you have a computer and are online since you are reading this, all you need is a microphone and a free program to download and you can record poems, chapters, or even whole books and have everyone across the world listening to you!
Before I go, there was a news story on Fri. about some child that has a disease and has all of these hospital visits and needs that are very costly. The reporter in the story said that when they went in to some financial aid person to ask for more monetary help, they were told that they could only help them if the couple got a divorce. WHAT?!? That just makes me boil. Of course, they said they couldn't do that. No duh, they love each other. There's just too much to complain about there, so since there is nothing good to say about it...
Paix du Christ!
Let's see; first, I was in town this past weekend, so, of course, I was out praying Sat. morning. Our group was a small crowd, it was very hot, and the traffic seemed light, even the flow of women coming in. I still haven't seen any of the vehicles of any of the first people that we met from the Hospitality House (I hope that's a good sign). The funniest thing happened. Some guy passing on the other side of the road decides to lean quite a ways out of his van window and yell, "GET A JOB!" I died laughing. I didn't know that being out on a Sat. morning meant that you didn't have a day job. I don't think that got the memo that the usual yell out the window is: "GET A LIFE!" Which Mom apparently finds highly ironic. There was a white SUV that passed kind of slowly (ie not speeding) with a 2 people, the driver was male, and it looked like the passenger was a female and there was a large AU magnet on the back. He turned around at the parking lot at the end, usually these are all signs that they are scoping out the place on the first pass, so they can be sure to make the correct turn on the second pass, and possibly to make sure that we aren't blocking the entrance. So, when I saw them turn, I let everyone know that one was coming. The passenger was definitely female, and they both had on white shirts saying they worked security for the VBC. He pulled up to the curb and slowed down. But, having the passenger window rolled down kind of caught me off gaurd. Instead of pulling in, he leaned across so he could see better out the other window and said "You're doing a good job," smiled, and drove off. Wow! If you ever stumble across this, thank you so much. You really made my day.
Other than that, it was pretty quite on the front. I went back to my ol' theatre company who was putting on Seussical. Let me tell you, I was pretty skeptical going in, but coming out, I was a fan. They had a great cast for the show, and I thought the show was pretty excellent. If you ever have a chance to see it, go. Although it will be in Huntsville soon and they are charging $21 O.o I don't know about paying that price for a community theatre.
Well, my recent online hobby is LibriVox. FREE Audiobooks. That's right, absolutely free books that you can download in MP3, you don't have to login or provide an email address or anything, just save the file. The books, of course, have to be in the public domain, but they are still great books and a lot of great readings. If you like it, support them, no money needed, but there are a few different ways to go about it. First, you can print off posters and put them in your library/work/where ever, or email, or tell people, or post in your blog, just get the word out. Second, you can listen. Pick a chapter or 2 and listen to it to make sure that there's not too much background noise or no long pauses and things like that. Thrid, you can read. We already know that you have a computer and are online since you are reading this, all you need is a microphone and a free program to download and you can record poems, chapters, or even whole books and have everyone across the world listening to you!
Before I go, there was a news story on Fri. about some child that has a disease and has all of these hospital visits and needs that are very costly. The reporter in the story said that when they went in to some financial aid person to ask for more monetary help, they were told that they could only help them if the couple got a divorce. WHAT?!? That just makes me boil. Of course, they said they couldn't do that. No duh, they love each other. There's just too much to complain about there, so since there is nothing good to say about it...
Paix du Christ!
Saturday, July 01, 2006
My Mom Rocks!
At least that's what Lynne told me. As I went back downtown this Sat. morning, I wore my T-shirt that has a picture of a fetus with its hands folded in a bubble being held with two large hands. At the bottom is Mother Theresa's quote: "It is a poverty to decide that a child must die so that you may live as you wish." All day long I was asked where I got it so I told people that Mom made it for her youth group when they were doing something. So, when I told Lynne she replied with "Your Mom Rocks!"
It was another short morning as many people had family coming in around luch time for the holiday and had to make it back earlier than normal, but it was definitely still interesting. We still have people stopping and telling us to "get a life" which seems to be the best thing they can say, because they usually degrade to vulgar language quickly after that and end up using just one finger as a final retort.
Well last week, although we had all gone, the police were called out. One of the people in the group was relating the story since they saw the police pull up and start talking to Mr. Scott (the guy that was talking to people from the Hospitality House porch, so we figured that was the reason the cop was there in the first place) as they were leaving. As the cop was pulling out, they asked if Mr. Scott was in trouble. The cop just smiled and said, "Nah, he's fine."
This week, the cops were also called. Apparently, some chick didn't like her picture to be taken (Mike has his camera just in case some altercation happens and wears it kind of as a slight threat, and takes it out to take pictures of cars and people sometimes). So, she called the police because she thought she had a right to arrest him. The cop came to ask for our permit, glad the only person that had a copy of it on them showed up just before (I didn't even know there had to be one). And then told Mike he had to give her his name and she would have to file suit if she wanted something done since it would be a civil matter and not a criminal matter. Although both parties were a little rude. The cop was nice enough to point that out when he was getting a little tired and said all he was there for was to make sure nothing happened when she asked for his information and until the parties were seperated (i.e. she drove off) On her way out, she took a picture of him with her cell phone. There goes her case if she thought she had one to begin with. Afterwards, Mike said he felt a little bad that he was slightly rude to the officer, but I found out that one of the other officers that showed up is usually confrontational and a little pushy with the group, so they were kind of edgy with him there. Now, you have to understand, in Huntsville, when the cops hear something on their radio 3 or 4 cars show up because they feel that there's nothing else going on (even when it's just a speeding ticket), so 1 works while the others just sit around and watch and chat off to the side. It's never anything big unless there's more than 5 cop cars.
Other than that it was a pretty uneventful morning. Everyone always thanks me for being there after something like that happens. I guess they like the thought of a bigger guy hanging around. Also, I'm pretty cool headed in that type of instance and they appreciate it too. The people we met from the Hospitality House were still there plus a couple more. When people on their way out saw us talking to the other people, they would roll down there windows and wait to say hi and tell us the names of their family members in the hospital so that we would pray for them. That was cool that they were pretty much waiting to ask us to pray for them. All of the residents always said that we were doing a great thing out there.
So, continue to pray for Mr. Scott's son. Josh and Clay were the 2 others from last week. Josh is the younger one and they may release him soon, yay! Clay, the one in worse shape is in the hospital and they said was able to take the tube out on his own, but of course he still needs it in (so that's some positive and negative). Jefferey and Hallie are some others in the hospital who need some praying power.
Paix du Christ!
It was another short morning as many people had family coming in around luch time for the holiday and had to make it back earlier than normal, but it was definitely still interesting. We still have people stopping and telling us to "get a life" which seems to be the best thing they can say, because they usually degrade to vulgar language quickly after that and end up using just one finger as a final retort.
Well last week, although we had all gone, the police were called out. One of the people in the group was relating the story since they saw the police pull up and start talking to Mr. Scott (the guy that was talking to people from the Hospitality House porch, so we figured that was the reason the cop was there in the first place) as they were leaving. As the cop was pulling out, they asked if Mr. Scott was in trouble. The cop just smiled and said, "Nah, he's fine."
This week, the cops were also called. Apparently, some chick didn't like her picture to be taken (Mike has his camera just in case some altercation happens and wears it kind of as a slight threat, and takes it out to take pictures of cars and people sometimes). So, she called the police because she thought she had a right to arrest him. The cop came to ask for our permit, glad the only person that had a copy of it on them showed up just before (I didn't even know there had to be one). And then told Mike he had to give her his name and she would have to file suit if she wanted something done since it would be a civil matter and not a criminal matter. Although both parties were a little rude. The cop was nice enough to point that out when he was getting a little tired and said all he was there for was to make sure nothing happened when she asked for his information and until the parties were seperated (i.e. she drove off) On her way out, she took a picture of him with her cell phone. There goes her case if she thought she had one to begin with. Afterwards, Mike said he felt a little bad that he was slightly rude to the officer, but I found out that one of the other officers that showed up is usually confrontational and a little pushy with the group, so they were kind of edgy with him there. Now, you have to understand, in Huntsville, when the cops hear something on their radio 3 or 4 cars show up because they feel that there's nothing else going on (even when it's just a speeding ticket), so 1 works while the others just sit around and watch and chat off to the side. It's never anything big unless there's more than 5 cop cars.
Other than that it was a pretty uneventful morning. Everyone always thanks me for being there after something like that happens. I guess they like the thought of a bigger guy hanging around. Also, I'm pretty cool headed in that type of instance and they appreciate it too. The people we met from the Hospitality House were still there plus a couple more. When people on their way out saw us talking to the other people, they would roll down there windows and wait to say hi and tell us the names of their family members in the hospital so that we would pray for them. That was cool that they were pretty much waiting to ask us to pray for them. All of the residents always said that we were doing a great thing out there.
So, continue to pray for Mr. Scott's son. Josh and Clay were the 2 others from last week. Josh is the younger one and they may release him soon, yay! Clay, the one in worse shape is in the hospital and they said was able to take the tube out on his own, but of course he still needs it in (so that's some positive and negative). Jefferey and Hallie are some others in the hospital who need some praying power.
Paix du Christ!
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