Posted on 03/03/2015 4:38:20 PM PST by Mrs. Don-o
Continue prayers and glad to hear this.
I must admit I've been laughing about that since I first read your recollection of events. It's good to see you back and in good spirits.
Compared to some of the things Jesus called people - hypocrites, brood of vipers, dead, children of Satan - “moron” is an endearment.
gw! Baby!
How is it going? So nice to see you, even if you haven’t been leaving many trails lately.
You know I have had my problems with FR but this is my family — we may spat but we always have each other’s back.
People like Mrs. Don-O and, yes, you, are what makes FR the greatest place on the interwebz :)
>>Mrs. Don-o Hospital, Portal of Purgatory!!<<
One of my favorite running jokes is “if you don’t (protocol such as avoiding hard-coding) you won’t go to Heaven. Catholics have a 2/3 shot at avoiding perdition since Purgatory might be an option.”
Once people know me it always gets a laugh.
Again, super happy to see you doing better and continued prayers for your upward health trend! :)
Mrs. Don-o, I had no idea of any of this. The Good Lord spoke to me too (at Eucharistic Adoration), many months ago, and said something on the order of Him hoping I would dismiss myself from the RF threads on FR that disparage His Mother (or set up the possibility for same), as they cause Him great pain to see Her undergo this additional sorrow (and I listened to Him eventually staying clear of almost all other RF threads as well).
That being said, you haven’t lost an iota of your humor or ability to entertain. Thank you Jesus, for saving Mrs. Don-o. Thank you! Thank you! As far as seeing evil, my mother-in-law’s mother passed away long ago; she was the sweetest person in the world (many think maybe a saint), but before she died (it seemed she had everything possible wrong with her, and had every surgery imaginable), her grandson (the priest!) said she couldn’t stop swearing.
Of course, no one ever heard her swear during her lifetime. But the swearing was intense, Fr. Bill said, and he wondered why it was happening. I’m thinking (now that I’ve heard what you have said) that maybe at the very end of our lives, the devil tries very hard (I’ve read about this through a saint’s accounting as well) to try to grab one’s soul. What do you think?
P.S. I was pretty bummed out to hear there was no Fleetwood Mac. And great job on forgiving DeeDee (you did forgive her, not just ask Our Lord to, correct?), thang Q.
But they shouldn’t be - especially when Hell is not just a condemnation, it’s a choice.
The damned CHOOSE to follow that path, even though they have been told - and warned - and warned again - of the final result of their choice. And they still hold the course.
Dear Mrs. Don-o,
I really do wish it were hunting season, as then I would at least have an excuse for being so fully and utterly ignorant of your plight - I am so sorry to hear how you had to be dragged through a knothole backwards, but I am very happy for all y’all that, with the kindness of YHWH, and your typically indomitable spirit, you seem to have survived the ordeal with nothing but a few extra holes and some ruffled feathers!
You might consider having a cup-hook mounted in one of those holes they drilled in your face - Not only would it hide the scar, but it would be a handy place to hang your car keys. Brass though - Porcelain would be a bit gaudy, don’t you think?
Forgive me if some of your experience didn’t translate - but I did get ‘Whopping Big Miracle’, ‘Meaning-full Vision’, and ‘Life-Changing Testimony’, even through all the chanting and such ; ) ... Definitely one of those Way-Past-Wow experiences, where in the midst of terrible trial, when all is lost, YHWH comes along and not only pulls your fat from the fire, but does it with such a magnificent flourish, that it’s witness will thunder down the halls of time to distant children of your House, and will ring like a bell to everyone in your life. How GREAT is our God!
So glad to hear that you are recovering, and thank you for your testimony!
Welcome back! You were missed.
I do think most people get a quick purifying singe in Purgatory, polishing-up with a wire brush and sandblasting too, maybe, until they are sparkly enough for heaven.
This is people who are forgiven, mind you.
I can imagine myself requesting it. "I am so smudged. Refiner's fire, moderate heat, 5 seconds, please!"
Thang Q!
>>Mrs. Don-o, I had no idea of any of this. The Good Lord spoke to me too (at Eucharistic Adoration), many months ago, and said something on the order of Him hoping I would dismiss myself from the RF threads on FR that disparage His Mother<<
God always directs us towards His will. Mrs. Don-o has always been one of the good ones in terms of humor and spirit.
When I feel the tension on an RF thread tighten me up (such as the Mary or ROC bashing), I try to back out with as much dignity as available to me.
My dander do get up (I am Irish, go figure right?) but I don’t avoid RF as a matter of course — this thread is a great example why not to do so :)
In the case of the saintly elderly lady swearing her head off, I think there could be several things going on.
First, it could well have been a psychiatric disorder known as Tourette's Syndrome in which the sufferer involuntarily starts swearing and saying filthy things. This is rather rare but I did know of an elderly Benedictine nun who had it. It caused her much suffering even though she and everyone around her knew it was involuntary. It's basically untreatable although there are flare-ups and remissions for unknown causes.
Second, she may have suffered a stroke or some sort of infection, or even have been on some kind of medication, which undermined her higher executive brain functions of impulse control, awareness of socially appropriate behavior, etc. Especially as we get older, we are very sensitive to conditions such as low blood pressure, low blood sugar, and especially dehydration, which cause scary brain and behavior changes.
Third, I think Satan DOES try to get his meat-hooks into you at the last minute if he can. Look at Therese of Lisieux. Maybe there was a see-sawing spiritual struggle going on there.
Jesus judges very compassionately and knows exactly what is going on with our poor frail mind/body equipment. We are judged by the very Person who has the exact insight into what is going on, and the exact cure. And He loves us hugely and will leap over mountains and break through barriers and move Heaven and Earth to save us.
So have no fear.
And as for DeeDee? Yeah, I guess I did forgive her. Not whole-heartedly, but the Lord is working on me.
He did indeed pull my fat from the fire.
After all the heparin ports, catheters and stuff were removed, there was blessedly little evidence of damage except some scabby-crusty patches on my scalp, an odd pattern on my forehead (which has now disappeared) and a bitty scar in my neck. Since I am not a tattoo-type person, I'm not going to make it the center of a post-op petunia.
I did see a tattoo once, that to me said it all: "He loved me at my darkest."
I've gotta keep thinking about it so the lesson will not have been in vain.
**The Good Lord spoke to me too (at Eucharistic Adoration), many months ago, and said something on the order of Him hoping I would dismiss myself from the RF threads on FR that disparage His Mother (or set up the possibility for same), as they cause Him great pain to see Her undergo this additional sorrow (and I listened to Him eventually staying clear of almost all other RF threads as well).**
I think this is true for all of us.
Thank you, Religion Moderator. Means a lot, coming from one of the Bosses :o)
Whenever you look in the mirror and see that little scar, you can say a prayer for that nurse! Maybe God put you two together because she needs prayers! 💖
Thanks so much! I really loved the part about her little daughter and the Eucharist. I bookmarked the page, and would like to add the prayer for beatification to my daily prayers. God sent you a special intercessor, and I for one am grateful!
What a blessing, too, that those of us here, who don't always agree, are together rejoicing, and thanking and praising God! In this, we are truly brethren! God is good!
“How good and how pleasant it is, brothers dwelling in unity.” (Psalm 132:1)
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