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Amen. God bless you!

Daily prayer for our Military: past present and those yet to come!

AMEN!!!

Orthography wouldn’t be bad, either, FRiend. It’s “grammar,” not “grammer”: unless, of course, you’re Frasier Crane.

" Do I agree with roman (sic) catholicism (sic) that tells people to pray to Mary, to look to her for answered prayers when Christ won't answer them? No. "

Does it matter to a devout Roman Catholic? Not in the least. But we won't have her dissed, either, FRiend.

" No one can enter into Heaven except through Mary, that Holy Scripture was written for Mary, about Mary and on account of Mary, "

Where did you get that last one? The first one is "twist and shout" as far as I'm concerned. I'm not saying it's you, but the source. Luke's Gospel, although Martin Luther (who, IMHO, is the one who deserves lower case) decided the world needs no other Gospel but that of St. John as a source of doctrine, relates the story of the Incarnation of Jesus, which obviously includes Mary. Our Catholic tradition concludes that St. Luke spoke with Mary when writing his Gospel, for details about His Life before His public ministry. That part of the Scripture was about Mary as the Woman who was the mother of Jesus.

As for the remainder, yes, we do believe that Mary is the Mediatrix of All Graces. She was given to us as our Mother by Jesus as He was dying upon the Cross. It's a matter of interpretation, E- a Catholic believes that it is not so much that a person is a Christian that Jesus spoke : no one comes to the Father but through Me." It is His Incarnation, Ministry, Passion, Death, and Resurrection that makes it POSSIBLE for us to gain Heaven- original sin had precluded that. It was through Mary's "fiat", her choice to accept the unimaginable Grace of being the Mother of Jesus, insomuch as He was given to the world through her, by the Power of the Holy Spirit. Jesus is the Second Person of the Trinity, God and has two Natures in one Being: thus Mary's title, "Mother of God."

Sorry for not answering sooner, E, no disrespect intended- my life has been kind of zooey lately, there was a disaster and I'm beginning to recover from it. Not a pity thing, just that my thoughts are still a bit scattered, and I'm kind of shaken up- that's why I was absent for awhile.

We may not agree, but we've had some interesting discussions! God bless and keep you! I'm back, just a little at a time for now...

" All names are proper nouns and should be capitalized. "

My point exactly. Post 47: neither Roman, nor Catholic, nor even the name of Mary, the mother of Jesus are capitalized. E- you and I have been over this issue before. It is a sign of disrespect, and childish.

" A better time, wasn’t it? "

Oh, that's for certain! Thank you for sharing your story, too! I'm totally with you on the not-feeling-abused part. I never got hit unless I deserved it, and never in front of anyone. Funny thing about that last part: it was more effective because, until you got home and got hit, you spent your time dreading it! I'm smiling as I write this, because it was a pretty smart tactical move, lol!

My parents would sit down with me and tell me what it was that I did wrong, so I understood not to do it again. It wasn't abuse. It was good parenting!

Years later, when I was too old to hit, but not old enough to stop being stupid, lol, I would get yelled at, have extra chores to do, or have some privilege suspended. Sometimes I'd listen in and hear one parent say to the other that they may have been too tough- but neither would say that in front of me. They stuck together, and stuck with the punishment. I wasn't too dumb not to respect that!

My friends all had chores, as I did. On weekends, the one who got finished first would go to the other's house to help out, so we had the rest of the time to ourselves. That time pretty much consisted of going to the store to buy candy, maybe walk to the show, then going back to somebody's house to hang out on the porch, lol! None of us minded being around the OTHER kid's parents- we were only allergic to our own! And you could count on each other's parents just as your own, because they, and my parents cared about each other's kids, too.

Families are so broken-down today. We were lucky to be brought up the way we were, in the world we did. Thank you so much for your post- you made my day!

G-d ♡ bless you!
Grateful ✟ ✡

No, but you continue to oppose Mary (do you capitalize your mother’s name?) while acknowledging that Islam is a problem. Surprise! It’s a much bigger one! Preach to them- a good Catholic will always stand by Mary.

I've been away from FR because of a death in the family. Fighting and all, it's good to be back! 😊

G-d ♡ bless you!
Grateful ✟ ✡

Dear friend your intentions will be in my prayers. God bless you as always!
Grateful

That is exactly what I was going to say: another place to boycott. (And darn it, the food was so good!)

And you, who profess to follow Christ would disrespect his mother so? Look to your own soul, my friend, before judging ours.

Comparing devotion to the mother of Jesus to jihad? Really? We shall keep our devotion all the more, to compensate for the hatred shown to our Church and to the Mother of God.

" As humankind’s pacifying, nuturing, and anchoring force, women always have wielded incredible power. The forces of evil are doing their worst to deny and destroy that fact. "

I believe that, as in a good marriage, the roles of men and women in the Church dovetail. I'm a woman and I don't feel put upon by the Church.

I liked your response. That's kind of where my analogy to marriage came from. In the culture in which I grew up, the man was the head of the house, but the woman stood with him- he made the rules, but she was the one who enforced them. She also, whether he realized it or not, had a great influence on his decisions.

In our home, my father was indubitably the head, and my Mom and I enjoyed making him feel that way. We never had supper until he was finished with work. If he was going to be late, we brought supper out to the garage and ate with him there (he was a mechanic). My father, in turn, respected my mother for the intelligent woman she was, and there was never assn important decision made in our home without the two of them consulting one another. His decision was final, but never without input and consideration.

For my Mom's part, she more than proved herself worthy of my father's respect. She was a lady. She carried herself with a humble modesty. She dressed modestly and spoke like a lady, as well. My father was always proud of her, and had reason to be.

As for me, I wish I could have found a man in my life who would treat me add my Dad treated us. He didn't swear or use obscene language in front of women. He opened doors. He watched to make certain I followed my Mom's example of modesty and if I didn't, he would have her talk to me. I grew up being proud to be a woman, realising that I had a role in my little microcosm that was just as important as anyone else's. Problem was, outside of that, the world became "feminized" and suddenly turned upside down. The pride that we had taken in doing little things for my Dad to make him feel loved and appreciated was frowned upon. The respect he showed us as women would be considered an insult in the outside world.

And so it is with the Church. Women are grasping at roles that are not theirs to take, while neglecting the little, humbler things that helped keep things on an even keel.

Everyone has a place. To know it and keep it, out of love for God is a wonderful thing: and God is never outdone in His generosity.

As a final word, please pardon my vanity, but I wish to thank God for the mother and father He gave me, and all the sacrifices they made for me. A family works when they work together, each in their roles, appreciating one another. It's a matter of love, not money, nor anything tangible on this earth. We were poor, but Dad was a man to be proud of; Mama was ill most of the time, (a cancer survivor!) but would do anything to make sure my father knew how much he was loved and respected; I helped wherever I could, and stayed with them both to the end. We were a team. May we meet one day in Heaven!

Thank you for your post. It brought back a flood of beautiful memories...

AMEN! (((HUGS)))

Hi, LUV (((HUGS)))

Your Kindness is Colorful

You enjoy relaxation and quiet. You don't have a need to make things exciting.

Building real and deep relationships matters to you. You are a person of substance looking for others of substance.

You are peace-seeking and even a bit of a hippie deep down. It hurts your heart to fight.
You can bring stability and support to the lives of others. You can be counted on.

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I'm also blessed with a lot of wonderful people who are willing to put up with me! Lol

G-d ♡ bless you!
Grateful ✟ ✡

Hi!
Glad to offer my prayers! May the Lord bless you, bring you healing, and ease the pain! Keep your spirits up... Hope you're feeling better soon. Please keep us posted! G-d ♡ bless you!
Grateful ✟ ✡

Dear Friend,

Your post is touching and beautiful. I will remember you in prayer. Please be at peace. May God be with you. We have an extended family here with lots of love and prayers for you. May God give you strength and courage and unimaginable blessings!

In His Love,
Grateful

I promise to remember Petruchio in my prayers...