Why I No Longer Attend My Latin Mass Parish Weekly


Can Popes Become Heretics? St Robert Bellarmine Analysis



I am because You are.
I will always be,
Because you create me for eternity.
Who can grasp the eternal soul?
Who but Man is spirit celestial,
Yet of this earth terrestrial?
What does it matter that I am matter,
Made for this world and Time,
Yet envisioning a paradise more sublime?
Where will I spend my forever?
Is it for nought,
That I seek to do as I ought?
You whisper at sunset,
In the glory of the evening sky,
Telling of Mystery hidden from the eye.
You dream of me, eternally.
You fire my spirit and my stuff.
Knowing earth is not enough.

When earth can no longer
Hold my soul,
Sign me in Your celestial scroll.
Write my name in Yours,
Jesus, protector from death infernal,
Jesus, keeper of my soul eternal

© 2016 Joann Nelander

My soul magnifies the Lord And my spirit rejoices in God my Savior…

My soul magnifies the Lord
And my spirit rejoices in God my Savior;
Because He has regarded the lowliness of His handmaid;
For behold, henceforth all generations shall call me blessed;
Because He who is mighty has done great things for me,
and holy is His name;
And His mercy is from generation to generation
on those who fear Him.
He has shown might with His arm,
He has scattered the proud in the conceit of their heart.
He has put down the mighty from their thrones,
and has exalted the lowly.
He has filled the hungry with good things,
and the rich He has sent away empty.
He has given help to Israel, his servant, mindful of His mercy
Even as he spoke to our fathers, to Abraham and to his posterity forever.

The Myth of the Tiny Radical Muslim Minority (Ben Shapiro)


High on Your Cross


High on Your Cross,
All the world lay at Your feet,

The Body of the Christ is broken,
Broken for us.
The Body of the Lord is broken,
Broken to redeem.

The Father has placed under Your Feet,
Your enemies,
His enemies.
You, broken on the Cross,
Embrace Your enemies,
Willing to Love them into Life.
Inviting my free will to choose Him Whose Heart
Breaks for me.

The Earth quaked at Your Dying,
To open and receive Your Blood.
Grace, all Grace!
High on Your Cross,
With me at Your Feet,
My heart breaks to receive You.

Broken Body of Jesus,
One with me in Redemption,