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Papal Interviews & Eugenic Abortion
Most Disturbing Interview
TIA,
I think this interview with Eugenio Scalfari published in La Repubblica is Pope Francis' most disturbing interview to date. In it the pope says:
1. “Each of us has a vision of good and of evil. We have to encourage people to move towards what they think is Good.”... “And I repeat it here. Everyone has his own idea of good and evil and must choose to follow the good and fight evil as he conceives them. That would be enough to make the world a better place.”
2. “The Son of God became incarnate in order to instill the feeling of brotherhood in the souls of men.”
3. “Agape, the love of each one of us for the other, from the closest to the furthest, is in fact the only way that Jesus has given us to find the way of salvation and of the Beatitudes.”
As I read the article my reaction was: The pope is promoting moral relativism. The Son of God did not become incarnate to simply form a fraternity, but to die for our sins so we can have hope of eternal salvation through Him. Needless to say this pope is creating a lot of confusion.
L.G.
I think this interview with Eugenio Scalfari published in La Repubblica is Pope Francis' most disturbing interview to date. In it the pope says:
1. “Each of us has a vision of good and of evil. We have to encourage people to move towards what they think is Good.”... “And I repeat it here. Everyone has his own idea of good and evil and must choose to follow the good and fight evil as he conceives them. That would be enough to make the world a better place.”
2. “The Son of God became incarnate in order to instill the feeling of brotherhood in the souls of men.”
3. “Agape, the love of each one of us for the other, from the closest to the furthest, is in fact the only way that Jesus has given us to find the way of salvation and of the Beatitudes.”
As I read the article my reaction was: The pope is promoting moral relativism. The Son of God did not become incarnate to simply form a fraternity, but to die for our sins so we can have hope of eternal salvation through Him. Needless to say this pope is creating a lot of confusion.
L.G.
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Don’t Buy this Muslim Stamp
TIA,
Don’t buy this stamp! It is pretty, but keep reading!
It will be available November 1, 2013
President Obama has directed the United States Postal Service to remember and honor the EID Muslim holiday season with a new commemorative 46 Cent First Class Holiday Postage Stamp.
The new stamp is the second MUSLIM stamp [check the first here], and celebrates a Muslim holiday!
If there is only ONE thing you forward today, let it be this! REMEMBER to adamantly BOYCOTT this stamp when you purchase stamps anywhere. All you have to say is, “No thank you, I do not want a Muslim stamp on my letters!”
Buy our US flag stamp instead, please!
Pass this along to every Patriotic American you know & get the word out!
Honor the United States of America
C.F.
Don’t buy this stamp! It is pretty, but keep reading!
It will be available November 1, 2013
President Obama has directed the United States Postal Service to remember and honor the EID Muslim holiday season with a new commemorative 46 Cent First Class Holiday Postage Stamp.
The new stamp is the second MUSLIM stamp [check the first here], and celebrates a Muslim holiday!
If there is only ONE thing you forward today, let it be this! REMEMBER to adamantly BOYCOTT this stamp when you purchase stamps anywhere. All you have to say is, “No thank you, I do not want a Muslim stamp on my letters!”
Buy our US flag stamp instead, please!
Pass this along to every Patriotic American you know & get the word out!
Honor the United States of America
C.F.
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Eugenic Abortion
Dear TIA,
I just sent a donation. I frequently wonder if you get enough money for the important work you do. There is not another website that I read with more interest than yours. I would like to share with you a recent experience that has had a profound impact on my life. I hope it is of value to someone.
It was a day like any other. After a hard week at work, I wasn’t that interested in making a trip, but my daughter had an appointment with her doctor and we had just an hour to get there.
We had planned to leave ourselves at least an hour and a half for such a trip. But everyone was running late. My daughter was late getting up. My son was anxious about things to take with him. My anxious mood was putting my wife on edge. And it didn’t stop there. In the car, we ran into roadblocks because of a bicycle race. The snarled traffic alone lost us another 10 minutes at least.
By the time we were on the open highway, we had just 40 minutes to get there on time. I said a few Hail Mary’s, rationalizing that the doctor’s appointment was important and I didn’t like other people being late so how could I tolerate it in myself?
Proud and feeling myself to be invincible, I weaved in and out of traffic running up speeds of 130 and 135 km/hr on the clear spots. My wife’s taut face and clenched jaw should have been enough for me to stop, but I was determined. After all, there were still faster cars on the road. It wasn’t as if I was the only one running the chance of a $300.00 speeding ticket.
We finally arrived. My driving skills were still superb. The Hail Mary’s must have worked. My daughter was in seeing her doctor and we were waiting for her. I had not driven that fast in over 10 years, maybe more. In fact, I usually always obeyed the speed limits, especially since I had converted some while back and become a traditional Catholic.
Now, though, I felt sick. Senior Citizens don’t usually speed. And as a middle aged man pushing sixty, I was paying the price. I asked my wife if she could drive us home as I felt nauseated and a little dizzy. She refused. Angry at me, I guess. So, I started to drive again. Now you would think that on the return journey I would really start to pray. But I didn’t. I can’t explain the state of mind I was in. To this day, I still can’t.
Home at last. I told myself that I would never speed again. My wife unburdened herself in our living room, telling me that she really wanted to be on time so that was why she stayed quiet, but that she had been scared practically to death by my driving. She did not feel well either. We chatted a bit. I felt a little better... until I went into the washroom.
My brown scapular was hanging on the shower curtain pole. How did it get there? I felt around my neck. It was gone. There was no scapular around my neck.
It took me awhile to figure it out. I never put my scapular on the shower curtain, but I put it there just before a trip. Then I forgot about it. I could have been killed on the highway. I could have seriously injured or even killed the people I loved most. And my pride was so great that I would risk all for a trifle like being on time for a doctor.
The brown scapular is a great sacramental and undoubtedly many souls owe their salvation to it. Our Lady’s promise is true. You will not go to Hell if you die while wearing it. But it is not fool proof or magical. It is not a replacement for being in a state of grace. You must be worthy enough to wear it. I wasn’t worthy on the day of that trip. I pray that I might never be so unworthy again!
J.S.
I just sent a donation. I frequently wonder if you get enough money for the important work you do. There is not another website that I read with more interest than yours. I would like to share with you a recent experience that has had a profound impact on my life. I hope it is of value to someone.
It was a day like any other. After a hard week at work, I wasn’t that interested in making a trip, but my daughter had an appointment with her doctor and we had just an hour to get there.
We had planned to leave ourselves at least an hour and a half for such a trip. But everyone was running late. My daughter was late getting up. My son was anxious about things to take with him. My anxious mood was putting my wife on edge. And it didn’t stop there. In the car, we ran into roadblocks because of a bicycle race. The snarled traffic alone lost us another 10 minutes at least.
By the time we were on the open highway, we had just 40 minutes to get there on time. I said a few Hail Mary’s, rationalizing that the doctor’s appointment was important and I didn’t like other people being late so how could I tolerate it in myself?
Proud and feeling myself to be invincible, I weaved in and out of traffic running up speeds of 130 and 135 km/hr on the clear spots. My wife’s taut face and clenched jaw should have been enough for me to stop, but I was determined. After all, there were still faster cars on the road. It wasn’t as if I was the only one running the chance of a $300.00 speeding ticket.
We finally arrived. My driving skills were still superb. The Hail Mary’s must have worked. My daughter was in seeing her doctor and we were waiting for her. I had not driven that fast in over 10 years, maybe more. In fact, I usually always obeyed the speed limits, especially since I had converted some while back and become a traditional Catholic.
Now, though, I felt sick. Senior Citizens don’t usually speed. And as a middle aged man pushing sixty, I was paying the price. I asked my wife if she could drive us home as I felt nauseated and a little dizzy. She refused. Angry at me, I guess. So, I started to drive again. Now you would think that on the return journey I would really start to pray. But I didn’t. I can’t explain the state of mind I was in. To this day, I still can’t.
Home at last. I told myself that I would never speed again. My wife unburdened herself in our living room, telling me that she really wanted to be on time so that was why she stayed quiet, but that she had been scared practically to death by my driving. She did not feel well either. We chatted a bit. I felt a little better... until I went into the washroom.
My brown scapular was hanging on the shower curtain pole. How did it get there? I felt around my neck. It was gone. There was no scapular around my neck.
It took me awhile to figure it out. I never put my scapular on the shower curtain, but I put it there just before a trip. Then I forgot about it. I could have been killed on the highway. I could have seriously injured or even killed the people I loved most. And my pride was so great that I would risk all for a trifle like being on time for a doctor.
The brown scapular is a great sacramental and undoubtedly many souls owe their salvation to it. Our Lady’s promise is true. You will not go to Hell if you die while wearing it. But it is not fool proof or magical. It is not a replacement for being in a state of grace. You must be worthy enough to wear it. I wasn’t worthy on the day of that trip. I pray that I might never be so unworthy again!
J.S.
Posted October 17, 2013
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I found the article you published by Fr. Michael Orsi on the Pope’s blurred lines very interesting. He remarks on the Pope’s extraordinary interview where he said that the Roman Catholic Church has become unduly obsessed with condemning abortion, gay marriage and contraception.
The Church, Francis said, should emphasize compassion and mercy instead of “small-minded rules.”
“We have to find a new balance; otherwise even the moral edifice of the Church is likely to fall like a house of cards, losing the freshness and fragrance of the Gospel,” the Pope said in his 12,000-word interview, published by major Jesuit publications around the world, including the New York-based America magazine.
Fr. Orsi pointed out that Francis’ words would not just alienate faithful Catholics, but provide a sword for those proponents of abortion and homosexuality. It seems this is already happening.
Marianne Duddy-Burke, executive director of Dignity, a group that advocates for gay, lesbian, bisexual and transgender Catholics, recently said that the pope’s words “signaled an entirely new direction for the Catholic Church.”
“To me, it is a clear directive to the bishops of the Church to end their anti-gay campaigns. He is essentially saying, ‘Go back to being pastors, stop being rule-enforcers,’“ she continued. (see here)
I’m sure there will be more of this to come.
Thanks for your watchdog work on the revolution in the Church and society.
.M.C.