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Liberalism, a Political and Religious Synodal Ideology
I have often wondered why it is that Conservatives are called the right and Liberals are called the left. The origin of left and right did not originate with politics; it originated in Sacred Scripture. Democrats are proud to call...Read more
MY OBSERVATION ON RECENT PRIVATE REVELATIONS
I have been watching some podcasts such as "O CRUX AVE media with Xavier Ayral and Monique T" and even from "U.S. Grace Force" with Father Richard Heilman and Doug Barry that talk about "The Warning" with...Read more
Consecration of Those Governing to the Blessed Virgin Mary...By Fr. Ripperger
Here is the prayer, which is a modified form of the one for the election. The part about the peaceful transition of power would be dropped once he is inaugurated.
God bless,
Fr. Ripperger
Consecration...Read more
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Daily Reflections with
Archbishop Fulton Sheen
Below, you'll discover a daily reflection, taken from this incredible bishop.
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Liking and Loving
The Greeks had a second word for love which was philia. This is the love we have for humanity. It was to be irrespective of any class, race, color, or any other distinction. Philia was not just a liking, it was a loving. Now there's a difference between the two. Liking is in the emotions, in the feelings. Loving is in the will. Because liking is in the emotions, the emotions can change, grow dull. But loving is in the will, and is therefore subject to command. Hence our Lord said: 'A new commandment I give to you”--a commandment—“Love one another as I have loved you.” This is the difference between the two. I can illustrate it by an example. I don't like chicken. Why don't I like chicken? Because when I was a boy, my father used to send us Sheen kids out to one of his farms every weekend and every summer. The tenant farmer, in order to get in good with us, would give us chicken every day except Friday. In the course of my young life, I wrung the necks of 48,632 hens. At night I don't have nightmares, I have night-hens. I have visions of headless chickens squirming in barnyard dust. So I don't like chicken. But if I go to a retreat and am given chicken, I eat it because I could love it. I don't want to hurt the person in the galley who gave it to me. This is the difference between liking and loving.
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