When Mary Visits

Posted on April 30, 2019 by veilofveronica

I want to repost this today as a reminder, Consecrate yourselves to the Blessed Virgin Mary. It is imperative in these days to do so, for it is under her mantle we find Protection. The 33 days to morning glory by Father Michael Gaitley, or the 33 Days by Saint Louis de Monfort are the ones I recommend.

veilofveronica's avatarVeil of Veronica

visitation15

Feast of the Visitation

My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord,
my spirit rejoices in God my Savior
for he has looked with favor on his lowly servant.
From this day all generations will call me blessed:
the Almighty has done great things for me,
and holy is his Name.

He has mercy on those who fear him
in every generation.
He has shown the strength of his arm,
he has scattered the proud in their conceit.

He has cast down the mighty from their thrones,
and has lifted up the lowly.
He has filled the hungry with good things,
and the rich he has sent away empty.

He has come to the help of his servant Israel
for he remembered his promise of mercy,
the promise he made to our fathers,
to Abraham and his children forever. 

Luke 1:46-55

I was at Mass today on the Feast of…

View original post 931 more words

Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Susan Skinner’s talk on Divine Mercy

Posted on April 26, 2019 by veilofveronica

 

divine-mercy-st-faustina

“Pay attention to what the Priest does.  When he processes into the church, Christ is going to pray in the Garden of Olives, and He is sweating bloody sweat.  When the Priest opens the celebration of the Holy Mass, the Lord Jesus is praying. Now the Priest kisses the altar: that’s when Judas kisses the Lord and delivers Him into the hands of the Jews.  The Priest approaches the side of the altar – they are leading Christ to Annas. When he intones the Kyrie eleison – they are slapping His Him and spitting in His face; they lead Him to Caiaphas, and next to Pontius Pilate.  When the Priest washes his hands, Pilate is washing his hands. When the Priest uncovers the chalice on the altar, Pilate is having Jesus disrobed; when the Priest stands still, they are flogging Him. The Priest covers the chalice, and they are placing the crown of thorns on His head.  When he raises the Host – Christ is being raised on the cross. When the Priest breaks the Host and drops it in the chalice – Jesus dies.” a young Faustina to her little sister Natalia (from the book: Faustina, the Mystic and her message by Ewa K. Czaczkowska)

Today at my parish thanks to the Nashville Padre Pio Prayer Group, we had a display of first class relics.  We had Saint Faustina, Saint Padre Pio, Saint Anthony, Saint Michael (rocks from Cave of Saint Michael), and Blessed Seelos.  It was a beautiful day of prayer.  I gave a talk on Divine Mercy.

You can listen to my talk here.

Here are pictures of the day;

Posted in Catholic | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 6 Comments

France and the Womb of Mercy

Posted on April 17, 2019 by veilofveronica

Notre Dame Fire

But if ever you and your descendants turn from following me, fail to keep my commandments and statutes which I set before you, and proceed to serve other gods and bow down to them, will cut off Israel from the land I gave them and repudiate the house I have consecrated for my name. Israel shall become a proverb and a byword among all nations, and this house shall become a heap of ruins. Every passerby shall gasp in horror and ask, “Why has the LORD done such things to this land and to this house?”And the answer will come:“Because they abandoned the LORD, their God, who brought their ancestors out of the land of Egypt, and they embraced other gods, bowing down to them and serving them. That is why the LORD has brought upon them all this evil.”1 Kings 9:6-9

Like many of you out there I was horrified in watching the fire at Notre Dame in Paris yesterday.  The seat of European Catholicism in flames.  And I know the literal fires of earth always translate spiritually as well, so I took it to prayer in front of the Blessed Sacrament.  As you already know, I write what pops in my head as letters from God or the Blessed Mother.  I offer all obedience to Holy Mother Church in all my writings so know that as you discern what I have written.

Beloved Child,
In these times of tribulation, cling to My Son.  The roof and spire of Notre Dame has collapsed as I have removed my mantle of Protection from my beloved daughter France who has become lost because of the corporate sin of the nation.  They have forgotten from whom all authority comes.  But the sanctuary remains, like a womb of mercy for those individual souls who will become living sanctuaries like the soul and body of my daughter Bernadette who listened in obedience despite persecution.  The blood of the martyrs will cry out to cleanse the nation.  Penance and Reparation are the path now for the remnant to cooperate with My Son in healing the Mystical Body.  
My daughter Poland rises up.  
Pray for Kazakhstan.
Pray for America.
The permanant sign will soon be left and all will know the glory of God.
You are walking my path of sorrows.
I am the lighthouse to bring you to My Son.  I protect in my mantle those who ask.
My earthly spouse, Saint Joseph, calls on the men to rise up in their role of authority God gave them to work for peace.  Just as he cared for me and the Divine Child, so he cares for you.  An anchor in these times.  
Rise up.  Rise up in Love.  Love is the only way.
– The Immaculate Conception
Posted in Catholic | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 4 Comments

The Soul of the Aborted Child

Posted on April 10, 2019 by veilofveronica

Pregnant Blessed Mother

CCC 1257 The Lord himself affirms that Baptism is necessary for salvation.60 He also commands his disciples to proclaim the Gospel to all nations and to baptize them.61 Baptism is necessary for salvation for those to whom the Gospel has been proclaimed and who have had the possibility of asking for this sacrament.62 The Church does not know of any means other than Baptism that assures entry into eternal beatitude; this is why she takes care not to neglect the mission she has received from the Lord to see that all who can be baptized are “reborn of water and the Spirit.” God has bound salvation to the sacrament of Baptism, but he himself is not bound by his sacraments.

CCC 1261 As regards children who have died without Baptism, the Church can only entrust them to the mercy of God, as she does in her funeral rites for them. Indeed, the great mercy of God who desires that all men should be saved, and Jesus’ tenderness toward children which caused him to say: “Let the children come to me, do not hinder them,”64 allow us to hope that there is a way of salvation for children who have died without Baptism. All the more urgent is the Church’s call not to prevent little children coming to Christ through the gift of holy Baptism.

 

I have had many conversations of late about what happens to the soul of the aborted child (or the miscarried child).  The catechism teaches us that baptism is necessary for Salvation, and that we can hope in God’s mercy for these children, but it does not speak of how.  I do believe God’s mercy is unfathomable.  But I wrestled with the question in speaking with others.  I myself lost a child to miscarriage.  I have had people assure me these children are in heaven.  I have had others assure me they are not.  There used to be the teaching of limbo, but that is not really taught anymore.  Everyone has a differing opinion.  I am sure this post will get a lot of comments, but it is my understanding that this question has never really been settled by the church.  Individuals have opinions, and it is debated, but depending on who you speak with you get different answers.

In my own struggle, if you say that they’re in heaven, then one could also conclude that baptism isn’t necessary for Salvation.  If you say that they’re not, God seems cruel and far away.  In my heart, I felt that both statements are true, that baptism is necessary, and that these innocent children are in heaven.  So I took my thoughts and conversation and turned to my own Blessed Mother about it.  The following is what I wrote in my journal as her response to me.  If the church came out tomorrow and said this is not true, then the church is correct and I am wrong.  I write what pops in my head when I have a conversation with God or the Blessed Mother.  My intent is never to lead anyone astray, so please know that as you discern what I have written.  I am only posting part of it, as some of it was personal to me;

April 8, 2019

Beloved Child,

You have asked what happens to the unborn child who dies or is aborted before birth.  They are with me.  Womb means Mercy. I was Immaculately conceived and my womb carried Mercy.  I am the Mother of Mercy.  When human beings turn towards wickedness or a child is lost to miscarriage because death was brought into the world, I am the Mediatrix of Grace for these personally innocent babies.  I intercede with my own consecrated womb, as the Mother of Mercy, the blood and water in my womb, the same DNA as the blood and water from the side of my Son, baptizes them in my Immaculate Conception, freeing them from Original Sin.  In God’s Divine Providence, my Assumption allows this.  My physical and spiritual womb of mercy extended to them because Baptism is necessary for Salvation. 

Pray for an end to the evil of abortion.

  • The Immaculate Conception

This brought me great comfort.  That God is amazing and true.  That both statements of heavenly reward for these innocents and the necessity of baptism could be true.  We must fight the evil of abortion with all we have, because the Mother of Mercy is also the Mother of Sorrows because of this wickedness we have allowed.

 

Posted in Catholic | Tagged , , , , , | 18 Comments

The Weight of Saint Thomas

Posted on April 6, 2019 by veilofveronica

Doubting Thomas

Thomas, called Didymus, one of the Twelve, was not with them when Jesus came.  So the other disciples said to him, “We have seen the Lord.” But he said to them, “Unless I see the mark of the nails in his hands and put my finger into the nailmarks and put my hand into his side, I will not believe.” Now a week later his disciples were again inside and Thomas was with them. Jesus came, although the doors were locked, and stood in their midst and said, “Peace be with you.”  Then he said to Thomas, “Put your finger here and see my hands, and bring your hand and put it into my side, and do not be unbelieving, but believe.” Thomas answered and said to him, “My Lord and my God!” John 20:24-28

I hope you all can bear with me, as this story is kind of long, but I believe I am meant to tell it.  Before I begin I want to remind you that when I was in Medjugorje the Lord told me to “pay attention to the dogs.”  I never thought the Lord may actually have meant my own dog.

4 ½ years ago we decided to get a dog for the children.  I prayed ardently because I wanted the Lord to be involved in all of my decisions, especially those that change the household.  I told the Lord, I am not picking this dog, I leave it entirely to you and trust you wholeheartedly to pick this animal out for my family.

I went to the rescue.  There were tons of German Shepherds.  But there was a pen with two small dogs in it.  One black, the other white, they were sisters.  The rescue told me these two dogs were terrified of people and had been severely neglected and were found starving at a puppy mill.  They were 6 months old.

I went in the pen, said a prayer, and squatted down like a baseball catcher in the pen, both dogs on the far side away from me.  I extended my hands outward.

Then the white dog turned towards me.  She walked over and she licked my hand.  The lady at the rescue was stunned.  She said the dog had not gone near any person since they had rescued them.  She couldn’t believe she licked me.

I was sold that this was the dog God picked out for me and my family.  I honestly thought at the time that God had a plan that included this dog and one day in the years ahead I would know why he picked this particular dog for me.

In the first three years we had her she was terrified of everyone but my family.  She grew to be a medium sized dog, but she would cower in the corner and bark like crazy if people came over.  She clung to me.  THIS BECAME MY DOG.  More than the kids dog.  There was only one stranger to her she did not bark at but that story is for another time.

Over this past year she slowly stopped being quite so afraid.  She was always a barker, but she started to come out of her shell and interact with other people.

Her barking was scary sounding but her fear of people had always kept her at bay.

Last Friday morning I got up, prayed in my peaceful place, offered the sufferings and joys of my day for Mary to dispense as she sees fit.  I got in my car to go to Mass.

I arrived in plenty of time for Mass, but my mom texted me that my dad was on his way to the hospital.  I left before Mass started to go to the hospital.

I spent the morning with my dad at the hospital (he is now fine), but let’s just say it was emotional.

I came home.

I prayed a Rosary.

Afterwards I went to go out front and water my flowers.  My neighbor had her baby in her stroller and was walking up the street.

My dog saw her, and slipped through the crack in the door because I was watering the flowers.  She ran up to my neighbor and nipped her in the back of her calf.  She drew blood.

I couldn’t believe she bit her.   I followed protocol and I called Animal Control and my dog is in quarantine and my husband and I now have to decide what to do with her.  Please pray for us.

It might sound ridiculous but this really shook me and threw me for a loop.

I couldn’t understand why God would give me a dog only to have this happen where I would be put in a position to chose between trying to decide the fate of this animal I love, and trying to protect people from harm, who I am compelled to love more than an animal.  I felt it was cruel and there was a moment I was mad at God.  And if I am honest, there was a moment I felt that THIS DOG thing was going to make me lose my faith…. That I was just crazy and God never actually spoke to me about the dog or about anything.  God didn’t pick a dog out for me.  I am just a mad woman.  I had a surge of the worst anxiety I have had in awhile, and I physically found it hard to breathe.  I cried harder than I have ever cried since Veronica’s murder.  I know this may sound stupid to many of you that have way bigger struggles, but I am just relaying the thoughts and feelings.

I knew interiorly that all these feelings were exactly what the devil wanted me to feel, so I pushed past them, turning back to God in prayer.

That was one week ago.

I was driving to first Friday Mass this morning, not thinking about the dog incident, but instead intent on a project my friend Ashley and I are working on.

After communion at Mass I knelt down to pray and I was asking about the project…but God had other plans for me and out of left field he slammed me with the weight of Saint Thomas…. Here is what he said;

 

Beloved,

You have asked me about your dog and why I would allow this to happen?  I am showing you Saint Thomas and allowing you to feel what he felt.  His entire world had crumbled.  He all but unbelieved in me.  Even after the Resurrection he did not believe the witness of his friends.  Thomas felt what atheism is.  Ask yourself why, why he was allowed to see me after his incredible doubt?  It is because of his connection to the others, and because of their prayer for him.  My Mystical Body working as it should.  When you pray for others you surround them in the Mother’s Mantle.  Thomas did not understand the larger plan.  He had a construct in his head of what it would all look like.  And when his construct crumbled so did his belief.  Pay attention to the dogs and don’t construct in your head what my plan will be, for when you lose control, you must know who I AM.  I AM showing you the Father, and what he looks like surpasses understanding. I AM YOUR LORD AND YOUR GOD.  It strikes silent the most intellectual.  I AM only one WORD.  The name above all names.  The world may seem to be crumbling around you, but I AM RESURRECTION.   I AM PERFECT LOVE.  DO NOT DOUBT IT.

John 7:1-2, 10, 25-30

 – Your Divine Spouse

I cannot explain the weight of what Thomas felt.  And how I knew I had looked at what happened with my dog totally wrong, having in my head a picture of perfection that doesn’t belong to God.

I went to confession after Mass and I explained to the Priest my doubt, my unbelief because of the dog, and how I had entertained the thoughts too long.  He gave me my penance, I could not even make it through the Act of Contrition.  The tears just kept coming.  I had to keep pausing.  He probably thinks I am nuts.

Later I spoke to my friend Ashley about what happened.  I spoke of how we always look at John or Peter… but never really Thomas.  Ashley pondered what made John different from the rest.  Ashley said she doesn’t think John ran away before coming back to stand at the Cross.  She thinks when they came to arrest Jesus that he left to get Mary, because John had been listening and receiving, and he knew not to run because he was resting in the bosom of the Lord.  He went to get God’s Mother.

And I knew that God is desperately trying to bring the rest of us there to that place of trust.  But along the way we get thrown off track by the enemy, who has trained us how to think.  But the Lord always gives us a way back.  In his immense love and mercy, even when we doubt like Thomas, he has a way to bring us in.  Through prayer, the Sacraments and His Mystical Body, God is pouring grace out upon us.  Don’t ever forget that.

 

 

Posted in Catholic | Tagged , , , , , , , | 16 Comments

Conversion – Protestant Pastor to Catholic – Jansen Bagwell

Posted on April 4, 2019 by veilofveronica

 

st paul

Glorious Saint Paul, most zealous apostle, martyr for the love of Christ, give us a deep faith, a steadfast hope, a burning love for our Lord, so that we can proclaim with you, “It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me.”
Help us to become apostles, serving the Church with a pure heart, witnesses to her truth and beauty amidst the darkness of our days. With you we praise God our Father: “To him be the glory, in the Church and in Christ, now and forever.”Amen.

This is the story of my friend Jansen Bagwell’s conversion from Protestant Pastor to Catholic.  Jansen has taught me so much.  It is a powerful story, I hope you will take the time to listen.  You can click on the link here.

Posted in Catholic | Tagged , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

What is reality? – a dream

Posted on April 3, 2019 by veilofveronica

double decker pool 1

Jesus said to them, “If you were blind, you would have no sin; but now you are saying, ‘We see,’ so your sin remains. John 9:41

I had another of those surreal dreams on Saturday night.  One where it I remember it vividly.

I was vacationing with my family and we had been invited to this house of this very wealthy and powerful family (who it was I couldn’t tell you), the city seemed Vegas like, but the house seemed Old and Victorian.   Old world and old money hidden away in a new and shiny city.

There were children everywhere, but they were unsupervised.  All of the adults were off working.  And I noticed a 6 year old child still in diapers, who may have been disabled, but not enough to still be in diapers.  I was trying to care for her but I couldn’t find any diapers or anything to help her with and she was dirty and soiled.  At some point she ran off.

There were secret passages all over this house, and secret meetings.  And the children knew how to navigate through the house without being caught by the rich people in their secret meetings.

There was this double decker pool outside, and we decided to go swimming.  My son fell from the top deck to the lower one, and I remember thinking I shouldn’t worry because he will be fine, and I looked down and he was just swimming in the pool below, though that pool seemed bottomless, I knew it wasn’t.  But I felt inside not to worry about him, that I have to let him be without me navigating things and he will be okay.  My other kids and husband were all next to me.

Suddenly a rainbow appeared in the sky, but it wasn’t a real rainbow.  It was humming, and the colors were more dull than the colors of a real rainbow, so it appeared with like a pinkish/reddish hue throughout.  I was trying to take a picture of it, but it was like I was blocked from doing so.  Then suddenly a movie overtook the sky, and it was like we were watching real stuff go on around us but in the sky, and in the movie the man was surfing on what he called a vaping cloud.  But the weird thing was the movie surrounded us, so that you couldn’t distinguish reality… earth from sky.  It was dizzying.  And I had to close my eyes to know what was actually real.  And I was telling my family to close their eyes.  And I knew I had to walk blind in order to know what was real.  Then I woke up.

As I pondered this upon waking, I realized it actually didn’t seem far from reality.  The digital world has sucked us in and the constant barrage of media, much of which is propaganda, is thrown at us incessantly.  So much so that it is hard to know what is really true.  I am sometimes astonished at “news” stories and how seriously flawed they are.  So clearly pushing a story line that isn’t reality.  The children are largely being raised by this digital world as most of them have a device in their hands.  It is hard to know Truth.  That is, it is hard if you don’t know Jesus.  I close my eyes and I pray, and truth becomes clear.  And like the dull rainbow, the devil mimics beauty, but it’s beauty is somehow off and your interior knows because you see with the eyes of faith.

The reading at Mass on Sunday was from Year A because we were celebrating the scrutinies.  Jesus heals the man blind from birth.  I thought about how spiritually blind we all are.  In my dream I had to close my eyes to see.  I had to close my eyes to hear God speak, walking blind and trusting God in what is ahead.  We do not know what the future holds, but when we see spiritually, we trust that God will guide us.  We must be steeped in prayer and the Sacraments during these times so God’s truth can prevail in our hearts.

Posted in Catholic | Tagged , , , , , , | 15 Comments

Prayer to Saint Joseph Protector of Families

Posted on March 24, 2019 by veilofveronica

Saint Joseph

Saint Joseph and the Christ Child – Nicholas Enriquez (1704-c1790)

  “God Has willed that we should have nothing which would not pass through the hands of Mary.” (Hom. III in vig. nativit., n. 10, PL 183, 100) – Saint Bernard of Clairvaux

More and more, Our Immaculate Mother points out her earthly spouse to me.  Saint Joseph is a clear example of manhood.  He is a mighty intercessor of protection for these perilous times we live in, so I wrote this prayer to call on his protection.

***

O Most Holy Saint Joseph, by your yes to the plan of God, you were united to Jesus through Mary, Mediatrix of all Graces.  You were called by God our heavenly Father, through the Holy Spirit, to marriage with the ever-virgin Mary Immaculate and to the earthly fatherhood of Christ the Son.  We ask O Saint Joseph, terror of demons, and Patron of the Universal Church, that you intercede on our behalf and extend your protection to our own domestic families.  Dispel all fear and confusion.  Guard us from the evil one, just as you guarded and protected the Most Holy Family.  In particular we ask for protection from (state intention here).  Help us to be open to grace so we will be ever united to the Most Holy Trinity as you are.  Guardian Heart, pray for us.  We ask this in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit.  Amen.

 

*** I am submitting this prayer to see if it is theologically correct and will make changes if need be, as I submit to what the church rules on such matters.

Posted in Catholic | Tagged , , , , | 3 Comments

Spirit Led Rosary

Posted on March 17, 2019 by veilofveronica

RubensSimonCyreneCarriesCross

In the same way the Spirit also helps our weakness; for we do not know how to pray as we should, but the Spirit Himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words; and He who searches the hearts knows what the mind of the Spirit is, because He intercedes for the saints according to the will of God.  Romans 8:26-27

A few months back a friend of mine came to visit and she spoke to us about a Holy Spirit Led Rosary.  After listening, I knew this was something I wanted to partake in so I put the word out to see if anyone was interested.  We had ten women say yes.  This weekend six of us were able to meet (4 were on vacation), and together we prayed.  It was very beautiful.  I wanted to share with you all the fruit of what happened with it for me.  But before I do that, I thought I would outline for you how to pray a Spirit led Rosary from the instructions given to me by my friend.

A Spirit led Rosary is one prayed with a group where we record what the Holy Spirit tells us in between decades.  The Holy Spirit May speak through scripture, a word, an image, or phrase.  Sometimes you may not get anything.  The idea is to pray together and at the end compare notes, and collectively see where the Holy Spirit leads the group.  Our particular group prayed with the intention of making our Diocese our parishes and ministry endeavors beacons of hope.
Here are the things you need in order to do this;
1. A Bible
2. A Notebook
3. Holy Water
4. It is recommended that women wear a veil.
5. Discern who should lead the Rosary.
6. This Rosary will be prayed at a slower pace than a normal Rosary.
7. You open with Veni Sancte Spiritus or another Holy Spirit prayer.
8. You also pray prayers of protection against false gifts and any evil.
9. You ask for the intercession of Mary and the Angels.
10. You call on the Holy Spirit in between each decade.
This is the format you should follow.  Opening with prayers of protection and the Veni Sancte Spiritus and going from there.  Prayers of protection are definitely needed because the evil one will try to attack, perhaps by convincing one member of the group that they aren’t good enough to be there, or by sending false messages.  The sacramentals are wonderful gifts to have for this purpose also.  We prayed Come Holy Spirit in between each of the decades, which were prayed at a slower pace and we recorded what was told to us in our journals.  At the end we shared with one another what the Lord told us and we began to see some themes running through our prayer.  The consecration to the Blessed Mother, or the importance of Mary in your prayer life was one.  Praying for Priests and Bishops was another.  Having Hope and staying rooted in the Sacraments.  Praying for a Pentecost for the faithful (illumination of Conscience).  And Keeping our eyes on Christ.  This was the fruit of the first Spirit led Rosary.
I wanted to share with you some of what I wrote during this.  As you already know I record what pops in my head as letters to me from God.  I will state again, if anything I have written the church ends up saying is wrong, then the church is right and I am wrong.
We had chosen to pray the Sorrowful Mysteries yesterday because we are in the Lenten Season.  It was the second Sorrowful Mystery and the Fourth Sorrowful Mystery that weighed upon me the most.  I will share the excerpts from my journal;
2nd Sorrowful Mystery

Beloved,

Look at my hand chained to the stone pillar.  I put my hands there voluntarily.  I held that rock pillar in the palms of my hands as the world unleashed the fury upon me.  Even those who were my own, unleashing the fury of hatred upon me as I held that rock.  So too the world and those within the church whom the enemy has poisoned unleash their fury on the rock of my church.  DO NOT DESPAIR.  Know who it is who holds the rock.  I AM and I never let go and the gates of hell shall not prevail against you.  You were made for these times.  Pray for your Bishop (named him).

Abba

It was here that I found great comfort from the Lord.  That amidst all these storms He is holding the church in His hands.

We continued to pray.  When we got to the fourth Sorrowful Mystery, I saw in my head Simon of Cyrene and Jesus looking intensely at one another.  Suddenly, Jesus turned into a Priest I knew.  And I became Simon.  And the Priest turned into another Priest I knew.  Faces of the Priests I knew carrying a heavy cross.  I just started basically sobbing, though I tried to hold it in.  (I think the other ladies must have wondered what was up with me.)  The Lord impressed upon me how much His Priests are actually carrying His cross, especially the good and Holy ones.  But His greatest sadness was for those who actually are rejecting His mercy, the ones who lack belief.  He asked me to be Simon, he asks us to be Simon.  That when the cross goes from one set of shoulders to two, the burden becomes lighter.  What if we all carry it?  What if we actually operate together?  Here is what I recorded;

Beloved,

Throughout my walk on the Passion mercy was extended to me in small ways by those who took part in the Passion walk.  They partook in your redemption making reparation for the sins of the world.  Veronica who wiped my face, the women who cried for me… My Mother.  Then Simon helped me to carry the Cross.  He became a conduit of MY MERCY to the whole world.  Today I ask you to BE SIMON for MY PRIESTS.  They are under attack.  Some of them reject MY MERCY and my offer of holiness.  It is for these I ask that you pray the most and to carry the cross in prayer.  Pray and sacrifice for all of your Priests.  Refrain from criticizing them.

Abba

I want to be clear here too.  He did not say, “refrain from correcting them if they are in error.”  He said “refrain from criticizing them.”  There is a difference.  And He showed me just how efficacious prayer for them is.

I cannot tell you the weight of what I felt on the Priests.  I was a mess inside and tried to keep my tears from becoming loud sobs.  Jesus’ heart is heavy for them.  He is calling us, the Mystical Body, to help lighten their load.

It is my hope that we all pray from our hearts and listen to the Holy Spirit because during these confusing times the Holy Spirit brings us the clarity we need to see the next step on the path ahead.

Posted in Catholic | Tagged , , , , , | 5 Comments

How to Truly Love Mean People

Posted on March 14, 2019 by veilofveronica

Last Judgement Hellmouth

Hellmouth by Giacomo Rossignolo

 “But to you who are listening I say: Love your enemies, do good to those who hate you, 28 bless those who curse you, pray for those who mistreat you. Luke 6:27-28

We know that we are in a battle with powers and principalities, but what we struggle with the most is how to battle them.  We fight people instead of demons and this is where we lose the battles.  When you are in covenant with God, by virtue of your baptism, you hand your enemies to God.  This means let God deal with the people.  We battle demons.  It requires putting on Spiritual Eyes.  It requires knowing whose voice and Kingdom you are listening to, and being able to recognize this with others.

How do you do this when toxic people seem to surround us?  How do you do this when your parent, your spouse, your child, who aren’t even your enemies, fling yet another poison arrow at you and offend your heart?  Let alone dealing with those who just are outright mean…  We know we do this through forgiveness.  By forgiving completely.  But it seems impossible when they fling poison again and again.  We respond by fighting back at them and the devil laughs as he watches us destroy our relationships with one another.  We must also understand that forgiveness does not mean people should not have consequences for their actions.

First and foremost, you must KNOW in your heart that you are loved totally and completely by God.  When you rest securely in God’s love you can walk with confidence not in self hatred or despair.  When you know God loves you, which He totally and completely does, it becomes easier to forgive because you know the poison arrows flung at you by others are not true.  You must discern what is a poison arrow of accusation, and what is actually true and where you may need to repent.  When you walk in God’s love, it is harder to be offended.  You recognize when someone corrects you and it is true and you don’t get offended, and you recognize when someone is just down right mean and you need to forgive.  The purpose of what I am about to describe is for those times when someone is just plain mean.

When someone is lobbing accusations at you that are not true, picture in your minds eye that there is a demon wrapping themselves around that person and squeezing them.  They cannot get free because they are trapped in wounds of un-forgiveness themselves.  As they hurl insults at you, just picture the demon squeezing them so hard it’s like an injection of poison instead of air that they breathe, so when they speak the only thing that can come back out is poison and it comes out at you.

You have two choices when this happens.  You can let the poison enter you and fling it back out at them in defense of yourself which actually invites demons to attack you OR you can fight spiritually.  You recognize what they’re saying isn’t true and that it says more about them and who they are listening to than it says about you.  It is in these moments that you can turn this into prayer for them.  Prayer that they be freed from the demon that is wrapped around them.  When we do this we start, by the power of prayer, to loosen the grip the demon has on them.  When we ask for the intercession of the angels and saints, they come to our aid loosening the grip and fighting the demon who has them in bondage.  The Angels and Saints are in a state of grace so they have more power than any demon because that grace was gifted to them by God.  It is how the Mystical Body of Christ should be operating, all of us working together to loosen and free people from the grip of the demonic.  The more you pray and speak love out of your mouth, the more you are a conduit to change in others.

If we can look at people this way, we would stop flinging poison back at people and we would be praying a lot more.   And we would see a drastic change in the world.  When we see the world this way we are hating intelligently.  We are hating the demon wrapped around them instead of them.  We recognize the demonic as our enemy and realize the person is not our enemy.  We actively fight the demon who is trying to crush them.  We are willing the good of the other and the salvation of the other, working with the Mystical Body to bring about a pouring of grace upon another person.  Christ could see all of this, and it is why He went to the cross to overcome it and teach us how to overcome it through Him.  This is why all things should begin in prayer.  Call upon the Saints and Angels to intercede for people who harm you.  In time the Angels and Saints who battle with us will have these people resting in their arms instead of being devoured by hell.

Jesus in Gethsamane

Posted in Catholic | Tagged , , , , | 6 Comments