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I recently subscribed to a blog called “A Renewed Life.”
It is run by one of my fellow bloggers from Blogging Your Passion University.
Tawnya from “A Renewed Life” has been writing about memorising Scripture, and here is the passage I’ve been learning.
Therefore, since we are justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ. Through him we have obtained access to this grace in which we stand, and we rejoice in our hope of sharing the glory of God. More than that, we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, endurance produces character, character produces hope, and hope does not disappoint us, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us.
I recently bought an Ignatius New Testament Study Bible, and despite my youngest’s best attempts to scribble on, smear or otherwise deface it, the book is still legible on every page. Here’s what one of the editors, the famous Scott Hahn, had to say about Romans 5.
The justified are endowed with theological virtues.
By faith they live in peace with God and have access to his grace;
in hope, they long for the glory of God that awaits them;
and through love, they show that the charity of the Spirit dwells in their hearts.
Equipped in this way, believers can become more like Christ through endurance and suffering.
This post is reblogged from my other blog, 19th Century Life, where I try to explore the way that the 19th Century shaped our present one.
In 1833, Rev. John Keble gave a sermon in St. Mary’s Church, Oxford, entitled “National Apostasy.”
This sermon is widely regarded as the beginning of the Oxford Movement of the 19th Century which saw an exodus of priests and laypeople from the Anglican Church to the Roman Catholic Church.
Among these thousands of converts were John Henry Newman, Gerard Manly Hopkins and Augustus Pugin.
The sermon begins with a reference to the Old Testament Book of Samuel: ‘As for me, God forbid that I should sin against the Lord in ceasing to pray for you: but I will teach you the good and the right way.
—1 SAM xii. 23.
I have chosen an excerpt from Rev. Keble’s sermon, which seems particularly appropriate to our times.
One of the most alarming, as a symptom [of the Apostate mind], is the growing indifference, in which men indulge themselves, to other men’s religious sentiments.
Under the guise of charity and toleration we are come almost to this pass; that no difference, in matters of faith, is to disqualify for our approbation and confidence, whether in public or domestic life.
Can we conceal it from ourselves, that every year the practice is becoming more common, of trusting men unreservedly in the most delicate and important matters, without one serious inquiry, whether they do not hold principles which make it impossible for them to be loyal to their Creator, Redeemer, and Sanctifier?
Are not offices conferred, partnerships formed, intimacies courted,—nay, (what is almost too painful to think of,) do not parents commit their children to be educated, do they not encourage them to intermarry, in houses, on which Apostolical Authority would rather teach them to set a mark, as unfit to be entered by a faithful servant of Christ?
Of course, Keble was preaching about his concern that the Church of England was losing its authority in that country, and that practical atheists were endeavouring to influence and control its government. Little did he realise that his desire to reform the Anglican Church would lead so many to reject its tenets in favour of Roman Catholicism. But, his observations about the rise of humanism, and its insidious influence are as relevant as ever. We have handed the governance of our ostensibly democratic countries to atheists, but expect them to pass laws which safeguard Christian principles. How did this happen? To find the answer to that question is something I often contemplate.
How did the world go from being almost completely evangelised, almost completely Christian to the immoral, post-Christian world, that we live in now, is the space of less than three centuries? I think Keble has given us a clue to the mystery.
Thanks be to God for the many blessings granted to my family recently. From the lawyer offering to represent me gratis, to support from my friends and family for my business ventures, to the good news that my bank will finance a house for us, I feel very blessed and grateful.
“I plead with you, never, ever give up on hope, never doubt, never tire, and never become discouraged. Be not afraid.” John Paul II
Last week, we attended my friend, Fr. G’s ‘Prayer for Mothers and Unborn Children.’
Fr. G began this prayer group 20 years ago.
He maintains that quiet, persevering prayer is the best way to defeat abortion and strengthen families.
In general, there are no protests outside abortion clinics in our state. In fact, most people don’t even know where the abortion clinics are located.
I’ll talk about Fr. G’s group another day, but today I want to write about the Scripture verses that we read last week during the Prayer.
And the multitudes running together, he began to say,
“This generation is a wicked generation;
it asketh a sign and a sign shall not be given it, but the sign of Jonas the prophet.
For as Jonas was a sign to the Ninevites;
so shall the Son of man also be to this generation.
(Luke 11: 29-30 – Douay-Rheims Version)
This passage obviously refers to the Jews’ disbelief that Jesus was God, and to the fact that many would not convert, even after witnessing Jesus’ Resurrection.
But it has an application for the pro-life cause.Because, even in these days of unprecedented access to medical research, 4D ultrasound imaging and excellent post-natal care for babies born prematurely, even those born before 25 weeks, there still exist abortion proponents who claim that the unborn baby is ‘just a blob.’
‘Incapable of feeling pain.’
The above photo was published in a local newspaper along with their report that the Lower House had approved the ‘Tasmania Reproductive Bill 2013.’
Among other changes, the Bill called for easier access to abortions after 16 weeks.
The journalist obviously couldn’t bear to attach a photograph of a little baby at 16 weeks’ gestation.
It would simply look too human.
The above photos show an unborn baby at 16 weeks.
No one in their right mind could deny that this was a human baby.
But, the ‘evil generation still asks for a sign’ that there is something wrong with ending its life.
This post has been reblogged from the site of my friend (and fellow Tasmanian), Mishka Gora.
PS This bill is so radical, that some parts of it are even opposed by the Greens.
I noticed in my stats that there have been quite a few searches for “Don Bosco’s Dream” of the pope. I thought I would post the full text of the dream, for those who don’t have access to the book, “Forty Dreams of Don Bosco.” It is quite long, but I didn’t feel qualified to edit it. Next time, I will post the saint’s explanation of his dream…
Imagine yourself to be with me on the seashore, or better, on an isolated rock and not to see any other patch of land other than what you see under your feet. On the whole of that vast sheet of water you see an innumerable fleet of ships in battle array. The prows of the ships are formed into sharp, spearlike points so that wherever they are thrust they pierce and completely destroy. These ships are armed with cannons, with lots of rifles, with incendiary materials, with other arms of all kinds, and also with books, and they advance against a ship very much bigger and higher than themselves and try to dash against it with the prows or to burn it or in some way to do it every possible harm.
As escorts to that majestic fully equipped ship, there are many smaller ships, which receive commands by signal from it and carry out movements to defend themselves from the opposing fleet.
In the midst of the immense expanse of sea, two mighty columns of great height arise a little distance the one from the other. On the top of one, there is a statue of the Immaculate Virgin, from whose feet hangs a large placard with this inscription, Auxilium Christianorum-“Help of Christians”; on the other, which is much higher and bigger, stands a Host of great size proportionate to the column and beneath is another placard with the words, Salus Credentium-“Salvation of the Faithful.”
The supreme commander on the big ship is the Sovereign Pontiff. He, on seeing the fury of the enemies and the evils among which the faithful find themselves, determines to summon around himself the captains of the smaller ships to hold a council and decide on what is to be done.
All the captains come aboard and gather around the Pope. They hold a meeting, but meanwhile the wind and the waves gather in storm, so they are sent back to control their own ships.
There comes a short lull; for a second time the pope gathers the captains around him, while the flag-ship goes on its course. But the frightful storm returns.
The Pope stands at the helm and all his energies are directed to steering the ship towards those two columns, from the top of which are hanging numerous anchors and big hooks, fastened to chains.
All the enemy ships move to attack it, and they try in every way to stop it and to sink it: some with writings or books or inflammable materials, of which they are full; others with guns, with rifles, with rams. The battle rages ever more relentlessly. The enemy prows thrust violently, but their efforts and impact prove useless. They make attempts in vain and waste all their labour and ammunition; the big ship goes safely and smoothly on its way. Sometimes it happens, that, struck by formidable blows, it gets large, deep gaps in its sides; but no sooner is the harm done than a gentle breeze blows up from the two columns and the cracks close up and the gaps are stopped immediately.
Meanwhile, the guns of the assailants are blown up, the rifles and other arms and prows are broken; many ships are shattered and sink into the sea. Then, the frenzied enemies strive to fight hand to hand, with fists, with blows, with blasphemy and with curses.
All at once, the Pope falls gravely wounded. Immediately, those who are with him run to help him and they lift him up. A second time the Pope is struck, he falls again and dies. A shout of victory and of joy rings out amongst the enemies; from their ships an unspeakable mockery arises.
But hardly is the Pontiff dead than another Pope takes his place. The pilots, having met together, have elected the Pops so promptly that the news of the death of the pope coincides with the news of the election of the successor. The adversaries begin to lose courage.
The new Pope, putting the enemy to rout and overcoming every obstacle, guides the ship right up to the two columns and comes to rest between them; he makes it fast with a light chain that hangs from the bow to an anchor of the column on which stands the Host; and with another light chain which hangs from the stern, he fastens it at the opposite end to another anchor hanging from the column on which stands the Immaculate Virgin.
Then a great convulsion takes place. All the ships that until then had fought against the Pope’s ship are scattered; they flee away, collide and break to pieces one against another. Some sink and try to sink others. Several small ships that had fought gallantly for the Pope race to be the first to bind themselves to the two columns.
Many other ships, having retreated through fear of the battle, cautiously watch from far away; the wrecks of the broken ships have been scattered in the whirlpools of the sea., they in their turn sail in good earnest to those two columns, and, having reached them, they make themselves fast to the hooks hanging down from them and there they remain safe, together with the principal ship, on which is the Pope. Over the sea, there reigns a great calm.