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Yoga and the way it opens the doors to demons
QUESTION? / COMMENT!
I'm working with a group at a local Catholic Church and we're having a discussion on new age and occult practices, and why to avoid them. I know I've heard teachings from Father Ripperger saying to...Read more
BOOKS FOR WOMEN
What books would you recommend for women to read that will ignite the fire of the Holy Spirit inside them? I appreciate your time.
ANSWER! / COMMENT!Send an email to my friends at 'Women of...Read more
What is "the Light of Christ Prayer"?
Kyle Clement (Case Facilitator for S.M.D.) composed and wrote this intercessory prayer (‘Light of Christ’) and Fr Chad Ripperger (his spiritual director) approved it. It goes like this:
“May the light of Christ be on (name), so that they...Read more
Daily Reflections with
Archbishop Fulton Sheen
Below, you'll discover a daily reflection, taken from this incredible bishop.
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Do Not Pass By This Great Salvation
Love of man is God's hell. Our Lord had a hell, and it was because He loved us. Love of mankind was Christ's hell. So in these days when the word 'reconciliation' has become popular, let us not reduce it to sociological reconciliation, political reconciliation, or any other kind of reconciliation until we have first sounded the profound depths of this great mystery. The word 'reconciliation' is never mentioned in scripture apart from the death of Christ. I slipped His fingers, I escaped His feet. I ran and hid for Him I feared to meet.
On day I passed Him, fettered on the tree. He turned his head and looked and beckoned me Neither by speed nor strength could He prevail, Each hand and foot was pinioned by a nail. He could not run, nor clasp me if He tried, But with His eyes He bade me reach His side. For pity's sake, thought I, I'll set you free. 'Nay take this cross,'said He, 'and follow me. This yoke is easy, this burden light, Not hard nor grievous if you wear it tight.' So did I follow Him who could not move, an uncaught captive in the hands of love.