Monthly Archives: September 2010

Faith Aloud

It comes as no surprise when non-Christians support the abortion agenda. There is no concept among them of being made in the image and likeness of God. Sure, they may believe we are made by a god or gods, but usually these gods are the figments and creations of their own imaginations, of what they want god to be like.

It should come as a surprise, or at least a disappointing shock when Christians are the ones who support the abortion agenda. When I went to the Red River Women’s Clinic on Monday to pray, I saw these utterly deplorable prayer petitions posted on the windows of the abortuary, presented by a “Christian” group that calls themselves Faith Aloud.

Here are some of their petitions:

Day 2: Today we pray for compassionate religious voices to speak out for the dignity and autonomy of women.
I am one hundred percent in favor of this type of petition. However, abortion, no matter what the circumstances speaks out against the dignity of women. To be a woman is something amazing. A woman has the unique ability to carry a child into this world. It is said that in those nine months, a unique bond is created between a mother and her child, a bond that is much stronger than any other relational bond. To have an abortion is to reject this unique aspect of femininity. It is to reject the very thing that makes a woman a woman, and not a man. And autonomy can be good, but not willy nilly autonomy and foolish decision making. Regardless of autonomy, there is a right and a wrong. To keep abortion illegal is to leave this petition unfulfilled.

Day 5: Today we pray for medical students who want to include abortion care in their practice. May they receive good training and find good mentors.
Abortion is not medicine. Medicine heals, abortion kills. Abortion has no place in the medical field by its very nature. In addition, this petition betrays those pro-choicers who claim that they still want to minimize abortions. This petition calls for an increase in abortionists. And how in the world, might I ask, is someone who stabs the skull of another person to suck their brains out before ripping off all of their limbs, a good mentor for anything?

Day 6: Today we ask for blessings upon the women who pass through hostile protesters on their way into an abortion clinic. May they be shielded from physical and emotional harm from those who do not know them.

This is quite laughable. First of all, I would just pray that the unborn may also be shielded from physical and emotional harm from those who do not know them, namely the guy or gal who is going to insert a foreign object into their supposedly safe home, which adds emotional harm to their last moments of life, before they are physically and grotesquely harmed in ways the Nazis only dreamed were possible. Second of all, it is the abortionist who is most likely to cause physical harm to a woman’s reproductive system by forcibly removing a child from the uterus, and whose actions and compliance in this grave decision will likely cause both the woman and the father emotional trauma down the line.

Day 14: Today we pray for Christians everywhere to embrace the loving model of Jesus in the way he refused to shame women.
The idea that Jesus would not shame a woman as an excuse to commit abortion is disgusting. In a video that Faith Aloud has on their website, they play into this idea by using the story of the woman caught in adultery. Jesus tells the crowd that he who is without sin shall cast the first stone. All the stones drop and crowd goes away. This is where Faith Aloud ends the story. No shame for this woman. However, in Scripture, the story continues a little bit further.

Jesus looked up and said to her, “Woman, where are they? Has no one condemned you?” She said, “No one, Lord.” And Jesus said, “Neither do I condemn you; go, and do not sin again.”

Jesus forgives the woman, has compassion on her. But he tells her not to sin again. He knows that she was rightfully condemned for she had indeed committed this sin. He forgives her, but stays strong in that what she had done was a sin, and commands her to not do it again. There is no way to use this story as a free pass to sin, especially the sin of abortion. This passage has nothing to do with empowering a woman to do whatever she pleases. It is about mercy and repentance.

Unfortunately for the pro-aborts out there, we aren’t stoning the women. We aren’t pro-death like the crowd in the gospel. In fact, rather than trying to end the life of a woman contemplating sin, we are trying to save the life of one who has not yet sinned, who lives in the woman’s womb. The pro-aborts are the ones who are symbolically throwing stones, not at women, but at innocent and helpless individuals.

Day 16: Today we pray for the counselors in abortion clinics that they may listen with their hearts and offer wise guidance.
The counselors in abortion clinics have much to gain from guiding the women to abortion. They get paid based upon the murder of children. They get paid based upon the woman’s decision to kill her child. Of course they will want to convince the woman to abort. They are unbelievably biased, and no one with a loving heart could offer counsel that urges one to kill another, because that is not loving or wise.

Day 18: Today we pray for all the staff at abortion clinics around the nation. May they be daily confirmed in the sacred care that they offer women.

Sacred?

Day 22: Today we pray for an end to all violence against abortion providers.
Today we pray for an end to all violence perpetrated by abortion providers.

Day 23: Today we give thanks for the strong women in our lives who have given us examples of good decision-making.
Death can never be a part of good-decision making. Let us look to the truly strong women in our lives who didn’t take the shortcut, who chose life when things looked impossible, who realized their dignity as women, and realized the dignity of their children; unborn women and men.

Day 27: Today we give thanks for abortion providers around the nation whose concern for women is the driving force in their lives.
Actually its money and a sick addiction to puncturing skulls, vacuuming brains, and ripping off limbs.

Day 29: Today we pray that all women will know that they are created in the image of God, good and holy, moral and wise.
Created in the image of God. Yes. Good. Yes. Holy. No. Moral. No. Wise. No. Those last three are not automatic at birth. We are not all holy people. We are not all moral people, there are such things as immoral decisions. Abortion is one of them. Wisdom is not inherent.

These are the kinds of prayers being offered up by the abortion industry and those who support them. Obviously God, who is the God of the living and not the dead, who came so that we might have life, and have it to the fullest, will not hear these prayers, but fling them back down to the world, where much less desirable ears may pick them up, such as Satan and his band of castaways. They will do much to answer these requests. They have no qualms about spreading the lie of abortion, about dragging more and more women into this grave sin, after all, they rightly have a vendetta against woman, who is the crown of all creation. It was a woman after all, who brought Christ into the world. It was a woman who crushed the head of the serpent. It was by birth, by incarnation that God implemented his saving plan of grace, so it will be those same things, that Satan will attack vehemently. Abortion is his answer.

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Is This Really Happening Again?

Last night I am thinking about how much I would give to be an RA, how much it would help out my financial situation.

This afternoon my roommate tells me that he heard at least one RA was being asked to resign for personal reasons. It’s almost like God hears my prayers or something. I don’t know how this would logistically work out in my favor. I think I would have to sacrifice a LOT of outside activities, most likely FOCUS. But beggars can’t be choosers. So tomorrow morning I turn in an application, and we’ll see what happens from there.

I feel a bit like Brett Favre. If I get the job, this will be my second time coming out of retirement.

Categories: Miscellanea

The Valley

The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not want; he makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside still waters; he restores my soul. He leads me in paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil; for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.

You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; you anoint my head with oil, my cup overflows. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life; and I shall dwell in the house of the LORD forever.

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The End

This could be the end of my college career. I don’t know. My parents tried to cosign a student loan for me, but their credit is pretty bad, and Wells Fargo wouldn’t accept it. We’ve been talking to lots of family, and no one will cosign for me. I have one option left for tomorrow, but I have little hope. If it doesn’t work, my tuition will not get paid for this semester, and I will have to drop out. Even if it does work, I still have three more semesters of school to pay for. I feel like life is caving in on me. I could have just graduated, but now, now, I’m not and I have a crap ton of school to pay for. I’m absolutely done for. I know, I should have hope, but it looks pretty hopeless right now. And once I drop out, I have six months to find a good enough job to start paying back my loans. Then I have this wasted four and a half years of college with nothing to show for it, and no diploma! This is the kind of situation I never wanted to be in, but its going to effect the rest of my life, and all the anger issues I had with my parents’ financial mismanagements I had freshman year are resurfacing because their mistakes are affecting my life. It hurts and I want to cry and I want to make them feel as bad as they can, no, worse than they ever could feel, for what they’ve done to me. I know its wrong to desire that, to will that, but its so hard to rise above it.

This summer I saw a black chasm approaching in December, and I did all I could to avoid it by pushing it back to May 2012, well, now its approaching faster than I ever imagined it would.

Lord have mercy on me.

Categories: Miscellanea

I Shall Not Walk Alone

Battered and torn
still I can see the light
Tattered and worn
but I must kneel to fight

Friend of mine
what can’t you spare
I know some times
it gets cold in there

When my legs no longer carry
and the warm wind chills my bones
I reach for Mother Mary
and I shall not walk alone

Hope is alive
while we’re apart
only tears
speak from my heart
break the chains
that hold us down
and we shall be
forever bound

When I’m tired and weary
and a long way from home
I reach for Mother Mary
and I shall not walk alone

Beauty that
we left behind
how shall we
tomorrow find

Set aside
our weight in sin
so that we
can live again

When my legs no longer carry
and the warm wind chills my bones
I reach for Mother Mary
and I shall not walk alone

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First Reading for the 25th Friday

There is an appointed time for everything,
and a time for every thing under the heavens.
A time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to uproot the plant.
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to tear down, and a time to build.
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance.
A time to scatter stones, and a time to gather them;
a time to embrace, and a time to be far from embraces.
A time to seek, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away.
A time to rend, and a time to sew;
a time to be silent, and a time to speak.
A time to love, and a time to hate;
a time of war, and a time of peace.

What advantage has the worker from his toil?
I have considered the task that God has appointed
for the sons of men to be busied about.
He has made everything appropriate to its time,
and has put the timeless into their hearts,
without man’s ever discovering,
from beginning to end, the work which God has done.

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Shouts

Last night I went down to the Red River Women’s Clinic (North Dakota’s only Abortuary), and prayed and held signs. It never ceases to amaze me how IGNORANT American’s can be. The few people who would shout at us, clearly have no idea what an abortion is. It stresses me out so much that people thing the right to choose to kill someone is more important than the right to life. Seriously! Stop for a moment and step back and just LOOK at that statement:

The right for me to choose to kill someone is more important than that someone’s right to live.

That’s sick enough. What’s more sick is that that right only extends to a certain class of people. You only have the right to kill the most innocent people. It’s only those who are not outside of the womb whom you can kill. They are untouchables, they are disposable, they are a burden, they are a stigma, they are a “consequence” of MY actions. And lets face it, they are MY actions. Rape does not account for nearly the number of abortions that the abortionists would like you think.

Why are Americans so stupid that they can’t see the brutality and extremely grave immorality of abortion? I don’t know. Self-absorption? Who knows? It doesn’t matter because it is pure stupidity. Yeah, I said it. I don’t care. It is stupid, and it is selfish, and anyone who thinks its ok to kill a baby because life might get a little harder, friends might abandon them, their career will go up in flames, they forgot to use contraception, they were too immoral to save sex for marriage, or any number of other stupid selfish reasons is at the maturity level of a preschooler. Sorry, its the reality. I hope and pray for their conversion, but I won’t sugarcoat the reality of what they are.

But more sick than those who have the abortions are those who perform them, who are so vested in their greed for money, who make so much cash from killing our unborn. Worse than tax-collectors, even worse than hit men. They are paid big money to rip children to pieces. So when they tell you things like: “its just a lump of tissue” or “every woman should have reproductive freedom” those things might sound nice, but they are literally BANKING on you buying the falsehoods they try to sell, because if America stopped listening to them and actually took two seconds to do the math, the mega-mad money that abortionists make would stop flowing to them and they’d go bankrupt financially, which is fine since they are already completely morally bankrupt.

The last thing I have to say is that I think its so classy that the RRWC had a little yellow sign on their building that said “pray to end sidewalk bullying.” I guess standing with pretty signs asking people to pray for life and praying to God is now considered bullying. That sign doesn’t bother me, though, everyone is entitled to their first amendment right. However, they are not entitled to the right to kill, and until our peabrained nation realizes that…well…God have mercy on us.

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Big Discussions

So I’m going home this weekend and its time that I stop beating around the bush with my family. Something I’ve been learning is a submissive boldness. A truthfulness that is assertive, yet submits. I just want to have a talk with my parents, and even my brother to just sit and tell my story, to tell them my life story from my perspective. I want them to understand how I felt growing up, how that translated into the feelings I felt when I left home, how that all transformed my relationship to God. I want them to understand exactly why I became Catholic, to get rid of the vague assumptions I have left them with. Mostly I need them to understand what I’m doing right now. I need them to know why I broke up with Allison. I need them to know as much as I don’t know about my future. I need them to understand my frustrations, my fears, my hopes, my trust, and my faith in God. I need them to believe in me, because I’m beginning to get this feeling that they don’t. And I can’t say I blame them. I mean look at this:

June 2006-I quit my job to be nature director at camp
August 2006-Enter NDSU as a Business major
November 2006-Change my major to Natural Resources Management
January 2007-I start going to Church
May 2007-I take a job working at camp again
May 2007-I decide to switch back to my old job
October 2007-I decide I need to go to California to evangelize
November 2007-I hate being an RA so much I vow to never go back
May 2008-I go gallavanting to California
August 2008-I decide I do like being an RA so I go back
November 2008-I decide to go to China next summer to evangelize
December 2008-I decide I don’t want to go to China, and in fact I decide to leave Protestantism for Catholicism
March 2009-I change my major to Zoology
April 2009-I become Roman Catholic
June 2009-I think I might be called to the priesthood
May 2010-I decide I’m not called to the priesthood
July 2010-I add a double major in Biology Education moving graduation from Dec ’10 to May ’12
August 2010-I start dating Allison
September 2010-I break up with Allison because I might be called to the religious life

My track record isn’t that great. I admit it. But there is a plan somewhere, I just don’t know what it is. And I have to start taking it seriously. I have to shut everything out. I need to her that gentle whisper that is from God. It’s really hard though. And I need them to understand this and believe in me. Why? I don’t know, maybe its that I don’t believe in myself. I don’t know. I don’t know.

I don’t know!

I DON’T KNOW!

Man, that’s all my life seems to be, all the time. I’ve gotten pretty used to that phrase. It used to scare me. Not now, though, its just that big monster that just sits there and stares at you. It’s just an empty shell. It doesn’t attack you or anything like that, but just sits there and forces you to go one step at a time. Anyway, my hope is to come back to Fargo on Sunday with some understanding people left behind in the Cities.

Categories: Miscellanea

I Thought It Would Be Easier

I thought I would actually be happy, joy-filled.

I’m not. I’m realizing that I actually made a pretty big sacrifice.

I’ve got to believe that it will be worth it in the end.

I know it will be.

It still stings though.

Categories: Miscellanea

Dating Fast

Sometimes I feel like God just doesn’t want me to be happy. I know this isn’t true. He has a happiness that far exceeds anything I think will make me happy. I’m finally learning the value and need for sacrifice and I’m learning to submit.

And that’s why I broke up with my girlfriend today and have put myself on this self-imposed 12 month dating fast. I don’t think I’m called to marriage, and I think I may be called to a religious vocation, maybe even the priesthood. It’s a little frustrating because I feel like I’m back at square one with discernment. This time, though, I’m more prepared, more willing to just shut up and listen. The whole telling God what I think thing didn’t work, so we’ll try this approach instead.

I’ve got a feeling something big is going to happen.

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