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Black Mass Restitution

5/13/2014

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This, my friends, is how Catholics combat evil.  We draw together as one Body and proclaim the Divinity of the One Who Loves Us.  We adore our God within the humble Eucharist and refrain our thunderous "AMEN!" as the demons tremble in their hellish shackles.  

THIS is the Church Militant as She armors Herself in the Blood of the Lamb.
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Special thanks to Justin Bell (@ajustbell) for giving me permission to use the above photo for tonight's entry.  He was present for the Procession and took some really incredible photos. Looking through them, my eyes truly began to well up with gratitude for the outpouring of love for Christ within the Eucharist.  

Lord, You are loved. Forgive us for neglecting to show our love like this more often. 

By now, you've all heard of the repugnant event that was to be hosted on the Harvard campus.  I, like many of my Catholics, joined my brothers and sisters in Boston in a national show of solidarity through prayer, fasting and sacrifice. 

There is nothing more I can possibly say on this matter that hasn't already been outline hundreds of times by others who have written about this.  I will say, however, that I was incredibly hurt by such an event being promoted.  Physically, painfully hurt.  

So from 7pm until 8pm, I locked myself away and offered the hour in union with the entire Church.  I offered it in reparation for the mockery of Christ, I offered it for the conversion and repentance of those responsible, and I offered it for the strength and clarity of those with the power to stop it.  

There were no adoration hours available to me locally, so I chose to unite myself by reading about the Eucharist in a little booklet I picked up about a year ago.  It's been sitting in my drawer waiting for this day.  I pulled it out and spent the hour in prayerful reflection of the lessons contained within.

The booklet is titled The Most Blessed Sacrament and is written by Fr. Stephano Manelli, OFM.  I thought it fitting.  Fr. Manelli creates a quilt of reflections patched together by various saints who were entirely devoted to our Divine God hidden in the Eucharist.  

Folks just don't understand how Catholics can adore what - to them - amounts to be a cracker.  God would never, in their minds, appear as something so insignificant.  God is majestic - divine!  He would not stoop so low as to appear as bread and wine.  

And yet this is exactly who we know God to be.  This is precisely why we praise Him, honor Him and love Him.  The Divine and Unencompassable God consents to become the most base staple of nourishment so that He can mercifully feed us in an intimate and personal way.  That is how loving our God is.  He is not this mythical creature who is too self-important to care for His children.  Instead, He bends over backwards to be near to us.  He cares not for golden ciboriums or tabernacles encrusted with jewels; He years to take refuge within the depths of our soul.  He wishes to enjoin Himself to our deepest, truest essence so that He can fashion us to Him and make us more like Himself - divine.  

This is why Satan hates the Eucharist.  He can't stand that the Divine God humbles Himself so basely for the likes of humanity.  It is why he seeks to mock and sully the truest, most blessed gift ever given to humanity.

St. Augustine once exclaimed of the Eucharist, "Although God is all-powerful, He is unable to give more; though supremely wise, He knows not how to give more; though vastly rich, He has not more to give."

Why is this?  Because in the Eucharist, we are given God's Incarnate Son.  Jesus comes to us fully (Body, Blood, Soul and Divinity) to feed us and nourish our souls with effusions of Divine Grace.  God cannot give more than the gift of Himself in this humble form.  This blessed gift is the summation of His promise to be with us always.  

Methinks I'll be doing a lot more meditating on the Eucharistic Lord in the coming months.  The media still isn't entirely sure if the mockery took place or not.  Some reports are saying it happened in a Chinese restaurant across from campus, others are reporting that it has been pushed off indefinitely.  Either way, evil is beginning to get increasingly brazen, and a more constant meditation and show of Christian love is necessary to combat this treachery. 

Did any of you participate in the 7-8pm vigil?
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Emergency Prayer Request:  Ben Sauer

5/12/2014

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Words cannot even begin to express their heartbreak and sadness.  Doctors have cautioned them that little Ben has only days left on this earth.  So while they are comforted that he will soon be in Heaven with Jesus, their hearts are crushed to know that they must   go forth without his smile, his laugh, his curiosity and his physical presence.  

If tears were prayers, I'd have an ocean of supplication on his behalf... on his mother's behalf... on his father's behalf.  No doubt the true can be said - moreso - for Andy and Mindy, Ben's loving parents.  

Please join your prayers with mine for this family.  

Blessed Mother, who understood this pain so acutely, please gather them under your mantle.  Soothe their hearts with a legion of angels and protect them from despair.  Send your Son to comfort them with His Mercy and Peace.  Amen.  

UPDATE:  Sweet little Ben has flown off with Jesus.  Please continue to keep this family wrapped tightly in prayer.  



As I told my friend, allow your tears to flow freely. It is a work of mercy to cry with your brother and sisters.  I truly believe that God gifted humanity empathy so we could share each other's grief.  One person cannot cry the tears that mourn a child lost.  Through our own empathy, however, we are able to share the grief and ease the burden on this heartbroken, grieving family.

Your tears are a gift.  Never be afraid or ashamed to gift them freely.  
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Friday, March 28th

3/31/2014

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{BIG HUGS} and a heartfelt "Thanks" to those of you who sent messages, e-mails and prayers on Friday.  It turned out to be a wonderful, beautiful day that was far removed from the fear and anxiety I had felt leading up to it.  

No doubt this was a result of your love and prayers.  Thank you!!!
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Here are some of the items Vince and I brought to one of our local children's hospitals on Friday.

It was a very fun experience.

Vince had helped pick out the majority of these toys (which is why there are so many Ninja Turtle things for the boys).  The chair that has the stuff piled up is almost exclusively Ninja Turtles.  I kept pulling girly stuff into the basket so they wouldn't feel left out with all the stuff geared to boys!  What a joy it was putting this basket of goodies together, though... especially with Vince.  He understood that he was going to be giving these things to other children to "make them happy."  

After school, I picked him up we drove over to the hospital.  He was excitedly chatting about how he was going to share all "his toys."  It made me really happy that he was so excited about our little adventure.  That he willingly participated in charitable giving made me feel like I was doing something right as a parent.  God bless his little generous heart.  

When we got there, security had us wait in the lobby for a nurse to come for us.  While in the lobby, Vince had a field day hopping on and around the turtle statues in the waiting area.

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Before we'd even gotten upstairs, Vincent began trying to share the toys with random children in the lobby.  One little boy, in particular, drew Vincent's attention.  His name was Antonio and he was 3 years old.  Antonio was there with his mother, and Vincent hurriedly ran up to him and said, "Hi!  I'm Vincent.  What is you name?"

(Eventually we'll get his parts of speech right...)

The little boy shied away behind his mother.  His mom smiled at Vince and said, "He's Antonio."

Then she gently pushed Antonio towards Vincent and said, "C'mon, Antonio, say 'Hi' to your new friend!"

Vince didn't wait to hear a "Hi."  He just started rambling off, "Hi Ann-toe-nee-o.  Do you want to share with my toys?  I give some to you!"

And without hesitating, he rummaged through our bags until he came upon a set of blocks. I stopped him from handing them off until I asked his mother if it would be alright.  

She looked confused so I said, "It's okay.  We're here today specifically to donate these toys.  Would it be okay if Vincent gave Antonio the blocks?"

His mom nodded her head and smiled down at Antonio.  She said, "Look, Antonio, blocks! You love blocks!  Thank your new friend."

Antonio was quite baffled that he was being given blocks.  He reached out happily for them, but wasn't sure if he should open them or not.  Vince made the decision for him and began to pull at the box.

I said, "Hold on, Vince.  You gotta ask his mom if that's OK."

Vince stopped and looked at Antonio's mom.  She shook her head yes, and Vince went to work opening the box.  He and Antonio played for about thirty seconds before Vince decided he wanted to give more toys to other kids.  

I was beginning to worry they'd be gone before the nurse came to collect us!

Luckily she arrived a few minutes later and we took our goodies upstairs.  I don't have any pictures of the joy behind those doors for obvious reasons (patient privacy being chief among them), but suffice to say the smiles and hugs and laughter will remain etched in my heart forever.  

I really think Vince gained so much from the experience, and I know the kids (and their families) enjoyed seeing him bounce around like a mini-Santa Claus.

We gave a different set of books / toys to another nurse so she could take them to the kids too sick for us to visit with, then it was time to go.

All in all, it was a fantastic experience.  It really was.  I highly recommend volunteering your time at a children's hospital if at all possible.  There is just SUCH joy there.  The children, though sick, have such joyful, loving hearts.  And they're SO appreciative of even tiny gestures like coloring books or matchbox cars.  What's more, their families instantly welcome you as part of their circle.  They, too, are so beyond gracious for the time you're willing to spend with them and their children - I was incredibly moved.  They are a special group of people.

Please keep them in your prayers this Lent.  <3
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How to Support When You Can't Do it Directly

3/16/2014

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These are my in-laws.  I love them both.  Ridiculous amounts.  I always have.  I've always respected their love for each other and their family.  I've learned a lot about marriage just from watching them interact. I've learned a lot about John that way, too, let me tell ya.  He's got so many traits that he shares with his Dad that watching his mom interact with her husband has given me a few ideas how to go about interacting with John.  

:)

Anyway, given the incredibly emotional coaster this family has been on the last few weeks, I've been dying to see them and just hug them close.  Natural circumstances prevented this, but when we DID finally see each other, I was so happy to just physically hug them.  However, Dad wasn't too keen on any sort of emotional exchange.  He was probably too drained from grieving Uncle Billy and worrying over his mother's rapidly declining health.  Also, given his status as the leader of the family, he took upon himself the responsibility of shouldering the fear and anxiety of his brothers and sister.  

Oh, how my heart breaks for him.  He always takes on so much responsibility.  But again, it's something I deeply respect him for.  He goes out of his way to make things easier for his family, but at such personal sacrifice.  

However, he doesn't like to let on that his strength wavers, too.  Instead of reaching out, he'll vent in short, off-the-cuff ways.  I want so much to help him, but I can't just say, "Dad, I love you.  Punch the wall and yell at me if it'll make you feel better."

I'd love to, mind you, but I can't.  He'd never let on that he's hurting, and I would never make things worse by letting on that I know.  

But I still want to support him.  So I'm supporting him the best way I know how - through his wife, my mother-in-law.

In the car on the way back from Uncle Billy's funeral, my FIL had to make a tough decision. My MIL said something that I pray will stick with me until my final days.  

My FIL had to decide if he'd go away for a few days on business or if he'd stay behind in case Nanny passed away.  He asked my MIL what she thought, and her response was beautiful.  She basically said she would go wherever he decided because no matter what, she wanted to be with HIM when and if he got news about Nanny.  

It was then that I realized I could support him by supporting her.  She was, is and always will be, his rock.  They are incredibly blessed to have found one another.

She knows her place is with him so that she can support him in any way that she can.  She wants to be there, holding his hand, letting him cry, even letting him get mad at her so he could, in some tiny way, vent the torrent of emotion eating away at his heart.

I actually teared up when she said that.  It was so loving... so perfect... that is what I want my response to be to John always.  Whatever you decide, I will stand by you.  I will be with you because that is where I need to be.  I want you to know that you will always have me to lean on. 

Such love.  Such incredible, faithful love.  

So I made it my personal mission to support him by supporting her.  Since she'll be bearing the weight of the world in conjunction with him, I can lend my assistance to her.  I might not be able to reach my FIL the way I'd like, but I can reach my MIL, and if she's a little less stressed and a little more rested, she can be a better support for him.

I love these two immensely.  I really do.  I wish I could do something to magically wave a wand and make life perfect again, but we all must endure this valley of tears.  Thankfully, God gifted us families so we could walk this valley together and not alone.  

"Turn then, oh Most Gracious Advocate, thine eyes of Mercy towards us, and after this, our Exile, show unto us the Blessed Fruit of thy womb, Jesus."

Please keep them in your prayers.  Nanny, too.  

<3

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Uncle Billy's Last Act of Love

3/9/2014

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PictureFrom the 1st time I met Uncle Billy
My husband's uncle, Bill Guarnere, passed away yesterday.  To the world, he was "Wild Bill Guarnere" of HBO's documentary Band of Brothers, but to my husband and our family, he was just "Uncle Billy."

Uncle Billy, even to his last, earned the moniker 'wild' for good reason.  I laugh when I think of it, because it seems like all the Guarnere men followed faithfully after him as a result.  His sense of humor, his disregard for "keeping up appearances" and simply telling it like it was, and his fierce love of family and loyalty to friends can all be seen - underscored - in the line of Guarnere men he inspired.

So given how much they all looked up to him and revered his status as patriarch of the family, it was a terrible blow to hear news he had passed suddenly on Saturday.

At the same time Uncle Billy was being rushed to the hospital, a good chunk of the Guarnere clan was already at the hospital tending to another one of our own... the one you won't hear news stories about or see documentaries on, but the one who, even from her hospital bed, unites the entire family in love and devotion.  Her name is Lena, and she is Uncle Billy's sister-in-law.  She's currently doing battle with pneumonia and could benefit from some prayers if you'd all be so kind.

Anyway, I bring Nan up for two reasons in reference to Uncle Billy.  Both showcase, in my mind, the type of love (and bit of humor) Uncle Billy always showed to his family.

On Friday morning, Uncle Mike, Nanny's son, called Uncle Billy to set a date to grab coffee.  Uncle Mike apologized for not being around, but Uncle Billy waved him off the phone and said, "Don't you worry about me.  Go take care of your mother.  She needs you right now."

Of course he'd say that.  Uncle Billy didn't care about himself.  He knew Nan needed Uncle Mike, so he sacrificed time with his nephew so he could be near her.  I'm sure if he were able, he'd've been at her bedside, too.  That's just how Uncle Billy is.

Which leads me to reason number two.

I spent five hours with Nanny on Saturday.  Several other family members were standing vigil as well.  Two times Nan brought up Uncle Billy, and here's where I imagine his sense of humor came in to play.

The first time, my Aunt Donna was leaning over Nan to see if she'd recognize her.  Nan affirmed she recognized her, but she insisted that her husband was between the two of them.  She asked, "Why is my husband here?"

Aunt Donna looked at me and asked if she'd heard her correctly.  I smiled and said, "Yup. She's asking about Pop Pop."

A few moments later, she asked again, but then she said, "Bill is in the way.  Get out of the way."

I looked at Aunt Donna, but she was talking to her sister.  Grandma Gloria, however, seemed to have heard her, and she smiled back at me and nodded.  I thought it was funny that Gram heard her (given how terrible her hearing is) but my two aunts did not.  I thought Nan might've been talking about a nurse or something.

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Gram holding Nanny's hand. These two women are responsible for the family I have today. I love them as much as I love my own Grandmom who watches us from heaven.
About an hour or so later, I was in the room with Nanny, myself.  She'd finally nodded off, and I'd sent Uncle Mike and Uncle Frankie to eat dinner.  I used that time to pray at Nan's side, holding her hand.  I had just finished the Three Beautiful Prayers when she jolted awake.

I thought she might've been startled by the beeping across the hall.  She looked at me and I said, "Morning, Nan.  You feeling okay?"

She said, "Yeah.  I feel alright."

I asked, "Do you want me to grab you some lemon water?"

She said, "No.  Bill brought me up."

Again with this Bill person.  It never even occurred to me she could've been talking about Uncle Billy.  I thought she was confused, and I said, "No, Nanny.  You were sleeping.  Is your mouth dry?  Let me get some water."

As I spooned the lemon water into her mouth, she stared past me and asked an unseen person why he was still standing around.  She reached her hand out and said something along the lines of "Get on, already.  Go get my husband."

Again, my heart hurt because I feared Nanny was starting to see visitors from the other side of the veil.  I said, "Nanny, who are you talking to?  Who do you want to go get Pop Pop?"

She looked at me and said nothing.  She just leaned back in the bed and sighed.

A few hours later, we got news that Uncle Billy had passed.  I didn't put two and two together until I was on my way home from the hospital. I honestly think when his soul left his body, he stopped off to strengthen Nanny for her journey.  She, in reply, waved him off and sent him to reunite with her husband, his brother, to begin enjoying Heaven together.

So please, say a few prayers for the repose of Uncle Billy's soul and the strength of my Nan. Pray also for the broken hearts of my husband's family.  Uncle Billy was revered by them, and for good reason.  He was more than just a soldier - he was the force that bonded so many of them together.  His charisma commanded the attention of everyone, and his generosity and love commanded their respect.  

My heart is broken for them because I know how deeply this loss is felt.  And to experience losing Uncle Billy in the midst of watching Nanny deteriorate... it's just a terribly difficult road to walk right now.  So please, keep them all entrenched in prayer.  Pray for their comfort, their peace, and Divine strength.  They will need much of that in the coming days and weeks.  We all will.

My thanks.

Godspeed, Uncle Billy. God bless you and the family you leave behind.
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For the 1st Time, My Class Really Prayed Tonight

3/4/2014

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I teach an 8th grade Confirmation class.  This class is comprised of students who typically don't attend Mass, go to public school, and have about as much interest in Catholicism as they do in Algebra.

However, I do everything I can to impart the Faith in an engaging, relatable manner.  

Prayer is one of those areas that never quite "took" for them.  It pains me that their communication with God is so infrequent that even a simple Our Father is said with no inflection.  Student-led prayers are lackluster and careless.  It kills me.  They are curious about tradition and history, but that is something they see as separate from a personal relationship with Christ.  It's as if they want to learn "facts" but don't understand that those facts exist only because of the living Presence of God still active within their lives.  Those facts are the small bits of "family history" we share as children of God.  

So imagine my surprise tonight when they all prayed.  Really, truly prayed.  With their hearts... not just with robotic recitation.  

You see, at the beginning of class (as I do every week), I asked for their intentions. They ranged for "help on a spelling test" to "my neighbor's cat is missing."  Great!  We added them to our intentions list.  

However, I then offered this intention:  

I told them about a little boy named Ben.  For those of you unaware, Ben Sauer is a beautiful 4 year old boy with a twin brother named Jack and a little sister named Megan.  Up until about a month ago, Ben was a seemingly healthy little boy who enjoyed playing with his siblings and was looking forward to preschool.

A few weeks ago, he was diagnosed with an incredibly rare and terribly aggressive form of cancer.  My heart is breaking even as I write this.  His parents were told that there is no form of treatment available, and their beautiful, happy, gentle son only has a few weeks to live.  

How do you process such a thing?  A vibrant little boy - your heart and soul - will likely be taken away to Heaven after only 4 brief years in your arms.

Oh dear Lord... mercy.  Please.  Mercy! 

As I relayed this intention to my students, they all sat - silent. There was no side-chatter, no doodling, no requests for the bathroom.  There was only silence and an aching plea for this intention to reach the Ears of God.

And so, with this intention fresh on their hearts, my class made the Sign of the Cross.  They said a Memorare with so much tenderness... so much pleading... that I actually stumbled over the words as I fought to contain my own emotions.  They followed their Memorares with the Prayer to Saint Michael.  This we offered through the intercession of Blessed Chiara Badano at the suggestion of a friend from Theotokos.  

As we closed with another Sign of the Cross, I looked out at my class and I thanked them. I knew hearing Ben's story made them feel terribly sad, but in joining their prayers for a miracle, his comfort, and the comfort of his family, I think they understood, for the first time, prayer can be a powerful weapon.  Sometimes, it is our only weapon, but that does not lessen its strength.  

We prayed again for this intention at the close of class.  Instead of chattering busily out the door after the bell, my class silently walked into the hall.  I really think they were still contemplating this very special intention.  I asked them to hold it in their hearts throughout Lent.  

Actually, I'd like to ask that all of you do so.  Please keep his family entrenched in prayers. Also, be sure to reach out to those you love.  None of us are guaranteed a tomorrow.  That is why we must always love in the moment.  Always.

<3

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Isaac Update - He's Home!

11/25/2013

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That's right, everyone!

Thanks for all the prayers.  Little Isaac is finally home.  He still has two hernias and is awaiting results from an MRI to diagnose a bulging cyst on his fontanel.  

Otherwise, he's home and doing very well.  Thank God, right?

My sister is adjusting quite nicely to having him home.  She could still use the prayers, though, so please keep her and Isaac in them.  

His big sister, Arianna, is also adjusting nicely to her new role.  For the last two months, she was only ever able to see him through the NICU window.  Now?  Well... see for yourself:
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Go ahead and take a minute to recollect yourself from the overload of "Awwwww."

I spent a few hours with them while my sister's husband went food shopping.  It was nice to spend time catching up with her while holding Isaac and watching Arianna play.  

While holding Isaac.  Wow.  He's now 2 months old and he wasn't supposed to be born until later this week.  How crazy is that???

Oh, but God is good, isn't He?  Isaac might be tiny, but he's proof of just how much we're loved... just how miraculous each and every life is.

So again, I really cannot say "Thank You" enough.  I have no doubt that your prayers buoyed the entire family through a very scary storm of helplessness.
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Relics of St. Therese of Lisieux

11/18/2013

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See those beautiful gold flowers?  They are the most beautiful reliquaries I've ever seen. These uniquely crafted flowers contain the relics of St. Therese and her parents, Blessed Marie-Azélie Guérin and Blessed Louis Martin.  

We here in Philadelphia were lucky enough to have these relics sent to us as gifts from France.  They were displayed for public veneration for a full week at the Cathedral Basilica.  Just beautiful, right?

I ended up coming back again on Saturday with a friend of mine.  John opted to stay in the car, but Chrissy, Vincent and I went in to pray before them one last time before they got sent to their final destination - a Carmelite monastery (also in Philadelphia).  

Vincent had never experienced public exposition before, so I really wanted him to see this part of our faith while he had the chance.  We waited our turn to kneel before the relics and I pulled him next to me.  He wasn't quite sure what to do.  I think he wanted to touch the reliquaries (which makes sense - they are super shiny!).  I told him, "Those are special flowers that have kisses from Heaven in them.  Can you thank Jesus for His special kisses?"

Vincent said, "Thank you, Jesus.  I love you, Jesus."  

He then blew a kiss to the box and I sent him back to stand with Chrissy while I said a brief prayer, myself.  

You see, folks, I had asked God to send me a sign last weekend at Mass.  Once and for all, Lord, just let me know I'm not crazy... let me know that Myla wasn't just a figment of my imagination.  For as much as I believe in my heart that I held her within me, outside pressures kept making me question myself.  So I begged God to just send me a sign one way or the other and I would leave it in His Hands.  She was so tiny - only about 4-5 weeks.

When I went to the Cathedral on Monday, I had no idea these were there.  In fact, when I went in during lunch, there was no identifying information.  I looked in the bulletin - nothing. I checked the website for the Cathedral - still nothing.  Finally, I called the rectory.  The secretary explained that they were relics of St. Therese and they just hadn't gotten around to posting about them yet because it was a last minute thing.

So knowing they were relics that would be gone by Saturday evening, I made sure to get back to properly venerate them and say prayers to Myla's namesake.

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Myla was named after St. Therese of Lisieux (Myla Therese).  Not only did St. Therese send me a rose to answer my plea for confirmation, God allowed her to come in person to deliver the message.  I didn't even realize that until typing out this entry, and I'm crying all over again at the realization that God is so loving and merciful.  

All of my nightly prayers and kisses between Myla's guardian angel and mine have not been in vain.  My little sweetie is safe and in Heaven and I will not allow outside naysayers to cause me to doubt God's grace again.  

My little miracle, only a few weeks on this earth, already lives in Eternity.  

Bless the Lord for His faithful servant, St. Therese.  Bless the Lord for His gift of Myla.
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Vincent and I before the relics of God's family of saints.
Best part about this experience is that on the way home, Chrissy was asking me all sorts of questions about St. Therese.  I explained a bit about her life, her death (and the shower of roses from Heaven) and how at the end of a novena to her, she lets you know she heard your prayer with a rose.

Chrissy asked me if I'd ever gotten a rose, and I actually said "NO."  Granted, I've never done the full novena to St. Therese, and I explained that to Chrissy, but stupid me, I didn't realize that I had just been delivered (TWICE) my first rose from St. Therese.

*Shakes head*

God must be laughing at my blindness.  He must absolutely be laughing.  *Grin*

I love you, Lord.  Laugh away.  <3 
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Holy Souls!

11/2/2013

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I love this meme. 

I have little doubt all of you are well aware, but in case you're not, today is a great day to pray the chaplet of Divine Mercy.  It's also a great day to pray St. Gertrude the Great's Purgatory Prayer. 

Jesus, in a vision, assured her those who pray this prayer devoutly help release 1,000 souls from Purgatory each time it's said.  1,000 souls.  It's the very first prayer I teach to my class each year, and I usually assign - as homework - that they teach it to their families.  They feel like little superheros (as well they should, because again... 1,000 people get saved each and every time you pray to God in this manner)!

These souls return our kindness by being some of our biggest intercessors in Heaven.  I call on them constantly in times of trouble.  They are our brother and sisters who root for us from beyond.  So return the favor of their prayers with some of your own.  We will very likely need the same one day.  

For more information about Purgatory and the blessed souls who temporarily reside there, I suggest this wonderful selection of blurbs - it's one of my favorites!

So aside from the Prayer of St. Gertrude and the Divine Mercy chaplet, do you folks have any particular ways to commemorate the Feast of Holy Souls?
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Remembrance Day 2013

10/15/2013

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I spent a pretty good portion of this weekend caught between two worlds.  The first was created entirely by you fine folks.  My inbox was full of pictures, poems and stories.  The depth of love you each testify to cannot be understated.  I was so touched and humbled by the images you chose to share.  I sorta felt like Frank Warren from Postsecret (or what I assumed he'd feel like).  Each item shared was like a tiny peek into the heart and soul of the person who sent it in.  My heart was greatly moved by each and every one of you.

I only chose to show names along with the photos.  I figure that if you'd like to share your personal stories, you may do so in the comments.  I left out last names and birthdays as well (given that many of these children were born into Heaven before ever being born upon earth).  

Bless each and every one of you.  No doubt these little saints hear our prayers and feel our love.  May we constantly feel their pull on our soul as they gently lead us after Christ to our forever home.
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Answered Prayers!

9/24/2013

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Thank you all so much for your prayers for my sister and nephew!

I'm so blessed to report that they're both doing well.  I'm sharing this photo with you because I have no doubt your prayers helped buoy them in this time of fear and uncertainty.  They certainly gave me a lot of comfort!

And look at the result.  This beautiful little peanut was born - screaming - and weighed in at 2lbs, 6oz.  He took a few breaths on his own, and his body is functioning just as it should. Maria, my sister, is resting and should recovery nicely.

God is good, and He was especially good to us tonight.  Thank you so much again for all those prayers!
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Emergency Prayer Request

9/19/2013

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Please shoot a prayer (or 10) up to Heaven for a very special intention.

My younger sister is pregnant with her 2nd child, a little boy. She's about 28 weeks pregnant right now, but her little one is only weighing about 2lbs.  She's been admitted to L&D, and the doctors are doing all they can to both stave off labor while building up the baby's lungs through various shots.

My mom is currently with her.  I wish I was there, too.

Please offer prayers for her and her baby boy.  We want him to stay put - no labor!  We also want him to start gaining weight - and fast!  

This is a really scary situation for all involved.  God help us.  I don't want to see Maria suffer a miscarriage.  I want to meet my nephew.  I want to see Arianna grow up with her little brother.  I want to see Vincent teach him basketball.  I want to spend Christmas and Halloween and Easter together.  

So please - pray for a happy resolution.  All is in the Hands of God.  May He bless us with a healthy, happy baby.

My thanks.

Our Lady of Perpetual Help, pray for us.

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Our Lady of Perpetual Help, pray for us.
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St. Gianna, pray for us.
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St. Gerard, pray for us.
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St. Jude, pray for us.
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Gas Used in Syria: Graphic

8/22/2013

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This entry is not for the faint of heart.  The image below disturbed me something fierce, so if you don't want to wrestle with the same inner despair I am over this situation, please step away from this article.  It deals specifically with murdered children, so please - click to another blog because this will leave your heart crying out for vengeance.

On the front page of the Wall Street Journal today, they posted a very large photo of shrouded bodies.  At first glance, they looked to be sleeping, but the central figure, possibly a mother in grief, stooped over one of the figures as a man supported her while another caressed the face of the child.    
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My heart immediately skipped a beat as I fought the urge to cry out.  I stared at the image and couldn't help but note how beautiful these little girls were.  I assume the photo was taken outside of a girl's school, because each of the little faces peeking out from the sheets was a beautiful, beautiful little girl.  

My God - I pictured my nieces in those blankets.  My son.  How could we, as humans, do this to one another?  To steal away these precious lives, and with them, the lives of those left behind?  This is evil - this is such terrible, terrible evil.  
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Again, I can almost hear my husband saying, "Gina, just stop looking at it.  Why do you torture yourself by dwelling on this sorta stuff?"

I just can't help it.  Look at those faces.  Look at those angelic little faces and tell me they don't deserve to have their stories known.  That they don't deserve to have their stories FELT so that hearts around the world resound their anger and defiance of such evil existing in our world.

No.  Knowing this evil exists and unmasking it so that others are aware of it is that absolute least I can do.  Spreading the word so that others can join their prayers and fasting for these families is a tiny step in the direction of healing, and these children... these families... they deserve at least that much.

So regardless of how much my heart bleeds as I think on this situation, I will look at each of those little faces, think on each of their broken, hurting families, and I will pray.  I will meditate on their suffering and I will spread the word so that others can do the same.  I will then offer it to Christ and beg that He come back to us soon because truly... we need His help.  We are a plague unto ourselves, and we simply do not have the strength to pull ourselves from the mud.

May God have mercy on us.  
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Miscarriage Intention and Reflection

1/7/2013

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A friend of mine asked for prayers last night.

She suffered a miscarriage 10 weeks into her pregnancy.  Something she said really struck me (and I hope she doesn't mind me posting it here).  She said, "I was lucky because I attended Mass this morning, so my baby got that extra blessing before passing on."


Her faith is awe-inspiring.

I immediately wrote back and assured her of my prayers.  I am also enlisting you wonderful readers. Please shoot up a prayer or two her way.  She, her husband, and her daughter could surely use all love they can get as they wade through the coming months.

In fact, if I may, please keep all those who suffer miscarriages in your prayers.  I know of at least two other women who have recently endured the pain of hearing such news.  They and their families could all use support.

I'm going to post my reflection on miscarriage here.  I know I've spoken of it in the past, but it never hurts to repost something of such significance.  These cherished children the Lord blesses us with so briefly... they are meant for great things.


The pain of losing one (even before birth!) is palpable because for those of us lucky enough to carry life – even briefly – we carry within us the seed of divinity. The Breath of Life from the One who animates our mortal bodies takes root not just in our bodies, but in our souls.  

When that Breath returns to its Creator, we cannot help but mourn the loss of Divinity. We cannot help but mourn the loss of such invaluable treasure.

But we don’t really lose these children, do we? Instead, we are given them briefly so we can gain them swiftly as saints. And maybe these little souls are given this choice, themselves, before conception. Maybe God allows them to foresee their role as intercessor and gives them the choice. Maybe He says, "Will you consent to sacrifice your life for the benefit of My Will? Will you sacrifice your earthly life so that you can help the family you leave behind make it to My Kingdom?"

And those little saints – with the wisdom of Heaven unclouded by the stain of sin – jump at the chance to acknowledge and fulfill God’s Will. I truly believe they offer themselves to His Will for the benefit of their families.  They are gathered into the arms of their guardian angels and rewarded with the perfect splendor of Heaven.  

And blessed are those with such radiant saints before the Throne of God. Blessed are those who mourn so acutely the same sorrow as Our Lady who mourned the loss of Her Beloved Son.   I truly believe that God allows such significant loss specifically so families with special needs (either now or in the future) have their own patron saint to bring petitions before Him. 

And I believe my friend is blessed to be able to see the Hand of God in this tragedy.  Her faith is truly incredible to me.  I am humbled and empowered by her example.  May she and all those asked to endure this cross be gifted peace.  

<3


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Very Special Prayer Intention

11/11/2012

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Intentions involving children have always been very close to my heart.  Intentions for children who have cancer typically top the list.

Today, I ask your prayers for a very special young woman who has been battling cancer for four years.  Treatments have been unsuccessful, and as a result, she and her family have made the decision to stop treatments and make whatever time she has left comfortable and memorable.

Please keep this young woman in your prayers.  She has remained courageously optimistic throughout her ordeal, being a source of strength and a real beacon of hope to friends and family alike.  Instead of internalizing her struggle, she's instead reached out, hoping that through her suffering, others would benefit.  Proof of this is her Christmas wish this year.

Instead of saying, "I want an iPad" or even "I want a cure" she said, "I want everyone to donate a toy to the toy drive so other kids can have a something."

...

The generosity and beautiful spirit of this child astounds me.

So please, keep this young woman in your prayers in a very special way this holiday season.  I've promised my friend, Faith, that I'd do my part to put together a spiritual bouquet for her, her family, and her friends.  Join in with prayers of your own. 

Faith, unsure of what prayers might be best offered in a time like this, asked for my opinion.  I, myself, always fly to the Blessed Mother with these intentions.  Regardless of religion, race or background, the Blessed Mother has been given to all of us.  She loves each one of us and as such, takes all of our intentions to heart.  She's also the most powerful ally we've got in Heaven.  Thus, I tend to use the Memorare for intentions like these:


Remember, O most gracious Virgin Mary, that never was it known
that anyone who fled to your protection, implored your help, or sought your intercession was left unaided.

Inspired with this confidence, I fly unto you, O Virgin of virgins, my Mother.
To you I come, before you I stand - sinful and sorrowful.

O Mother of the Word Incarnate, despise not my petition, but in your mercy hear and answer me.  Amen.

I also keep as my intention that any suffering this young woman or her family endures during this trial fulfills any remaining Purgatory so that each of these souls is made worthy of Heaven.  Considering how exemplary this young woman is at this point, I have little doubt that her family will be gaining quite the saint if Christ should choose to call her home soon.


May the angels surround her, her family, and all her friends.  May they surround the doctors who work to make her last days peaceful.  May they surround those of us who pray for her recovery / peaceful passing.  And then may those same angels swiftly lift our prayers to their Queen, Mary, who can pass them gently to the ear of her Son as she kisses His Head.

In all, may His Will be done.  <3

Thank you in advance for your prayers.  I'll be sure to print them / pass them along so she knows we're blanketing her in prayer.

***** The young girl, Kiki, I had requested prayers for has passed away. Please keep her and her family wrapped in prayer. May she be with Jesus tonight. ******

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Sisters of Life Need Help!!!

10/23/2012

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I'm sharing this with all of my readers in the hopes that these wonderful Sisters and the work that they do is not only helped along through your generous donations, but also your prayers!

Please keep these beautiful women and the cherished families they help in your daily intentions.  We are blessed to count these brides of Christ among our own.


Dear Friends and Co-workers of Life,

'Emmanuel', God is with us. As we prepare to welcome the Christ child anew in our hearts this December, we are welcoming the new life around us in the women we serve. It is our desire that as they have courageously chosen life for their child, they may know the joy of Christ's presence and loving support, so often through the hearts of others. And that they may know truly, God is with us!


We are organizing our December 15, 2012 Christmas party for the women we serve and their children, and sending out some gift ideas for anyone who is interested. We have added websites for your convenience but you are certainly not limited to using them. Thank you always for your prayers and generosity!


Maternity Clothes 

Baby Boy / Girl Clothes

Snuggle Baby Carriers

Snap-on Baby Carriers

Rosaries

Five Languages of Love Book (Gary Chapman)

Strollers

Diapers / Wipes

Metro Cards

Other Gift Cards

Scented soaps / candles

Children's / Family Bibles 

Veggie Tales for the kids
We need shopping bags! We always need big bags with handles to give to the women when they stop by. We fill them with maternity clothes and baby clothes, etc***

or 

T-SHIRT BAG - PLASTIC- CLEAR - 90121 Store Supply Warehouse: Your Source for Retail Supplies and Store Displays 9801 Page Avenue | St Louis, Missouri 63132 | Phone: 800-823-8887

All gifts need to be delivered by Monday December 10th, 2012. 

For shipping purposes this is our address: 

Sisters of Life
Visitation Mission 

257 East 71st Street
 
New York, NY 10021
 

Questions concerning drop offs contact: (212) 737-0221 
Any other questions and concerns contact: (347) 843-8900 

We are so grateful to you for all your sacrifices, big and small, for our mission of building a culture of life. 

In Christ Our Life, 

The Sisters of Life 

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Prayer Request and Catch-Up

9/6/2012

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Hi again!  Sorry I've taken such a long time to respond to folks lately.  I promise as I get myself more situated in my new job and schedule, I'll be back to e-mailing responses, updating entries, and posting new content soon. 

In the meantime, please keep a very special intention in your prayers.  Two, actually.

A little boy named Jack passed away very early this morning.  He was not yet four, but already had touched the lives of so many people.  He was born with a rare genetic disorder that stunted his development (but not his love).  His parents had recently moved him to hospice care.  They were awakened with news that he might not make it through the night.

By the time they arrived at the hospice, they found their son being cradled by the nurse who held him as his soul returned to Heaven. 

Please keep his family in your prayers.  Please, too, keep the nurses and staff who are in hospice care wrapped in prayer as well.  They must endure so many heartbreaks out of empathy for their patients' families.  Their job is not easy - but it is a blessed thing to be called to help usher souls through their final moments. 

So yes... please keep little Jack's parents in your prayers.  No doubt Jack is incredibly joyous, happy to be running, playing and completely enraptured in the beauty that Heaven offers to his saintly soul.  He left this earth with his guardian angel to intercede for his family before the Throne of God.  May they find peace in the hope of their eventual reunion.

For more information regarding Jack - and if you feel so inclined as to offer financial support to this worthy family - you can follow this link for more information.
 
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Letter to God and to a Martyred Iraqi Priest

8/23/2012

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Written by a Muslim professor who was friends with this saintly priest, a call for victory comes... but not through violence or retaliation.  Instead, this wise man understands that victory comes through prayer... through the unflinching dedication to truth and love.

Bless not only this man and this priest, but all those in Iraq - Christian or otherwise - who cling fast to this hope.

Read the brief letter here, and remember to pray for our Suffering Church in Need.
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Abandoned Kitten Needs Help!

6/26/2012

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Some of you readers are aware of this, but for those of you who aren't, I'm an animal lover. 

Some claim I'm a crazy cat lady, but in all honesty, they're just the ones who find me most often.  I've been known to help stray birds, stray possums, stray puppies, and yes... even a stray raccoon once (that was scary - make sure you've got long, super tough gloves, plenty of blankets, a large box, and a litany to St. Francis -ha!). 

Anyway, my newest little one was delivered to my desk this afternoon.  My husband called while I was at lunch and informed me that there was a badly injured, blind and deaf kitten in need of help.  When I got back to work, I found this little face starting back at me:
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Oh, but he was dirty!  I immediately went to work scrubbing his poor little body free from fleas, ticks, and grime.  His eyes had sealed shut from the overflow of puss, making it appear that he'd been born without his left eye.  His nose was also caked in pus and grime.

The above picture was actually taken AFTER his bath.  Now that he's dry, warm and clean, he's calmly sleeping on my desk awaiting a trip to the vet after work. 
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My old standby vet is no longer practicing in Jersey and the place I would take all my old rescues in Philly is no longer in service.  This means I have no option but to find a new vet who is willing to take all my charity cases. 

And being that this little one will make the 68th animal I've rescued, this vet would have to be pretty amazing to want to take me on. 

This little guy may or may not lose his left eye.  It depends on how bad the infection is.  I've honestly seen worse that have healed, but I can't say for sure that this little guy will be as lucky.  On the plus side, he's not deaf, and he's not blind, either.  He's slightly dehydrated and extremely undernourished. 

I checked his teeth and he's about 8 weeks old.  I doubt he's been fully weaned (though that typically happens around the 6th week mark) because of his health condition.  He wouldn't take food from me and also wouldn't have water.  Hopefully he'll come around in a couple hours after he's settled in a bit.

Anyway, after I take my rescues to get checked, I foster them until they're back to full health.  I also litter-box train them, get them up-to-date on all shots, make sure they're spayed / neutered, and socialize them with my own cats (and technically Vince).  I want to make sure each of my fosters has the greatest chance of being adopted by a wonderful family as possible.  Ensuring each kitty is house-trained, plays nicely with others, and loves children typically does the trick.

Each of my fosters also go home with a litter box, litter, and food.  All of this is free to the family who adopts them as my special "Thank you for opening your hearts and home to this furbaby." 

For now, I'll be calling this one Ajax.  I'm hoping to give him all the strength of ten Greek heroes considering the battle he's now facing.  Please offer some prayers up to St. Francis for him.  He's such a sweet, gentle little thing. 

If interested in adoption, let me know.  I'll be sure to send out special updates regarding health and all to you.  Otherwise - SHARE, SHARE, SHARE! Thanks!!!
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From Archbishop Chaput - A Smile

6/13/2012

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Posted on Philadelphia Archbishop Chaput's Facebook page:

It was announced in Rome this morning that Philadelphia's Msgr. Nelson Perez, Pastor of Saint Agnes Parish in West Chester, has been appointed Auxiliary Bishop of the Diocese of Rockville Centre.

As Bishop-elect Perez prepares to begin his episcopal ministry, I offer him heartfelt congratulations and pray that the Holy Spirit will strengthen him as a successor of the Apostles. I’m confident that he will be of great service to Bishop William Murphy and all of God’s people in the Diocese of Rockville Centre. They are fortunate to receive such a gift from the Holy Father in the person of Bishop-elect Perez. He has a joyful and down-to-earth personality, an obvious love for the priesthood, and a tireless devotion to his ministry.

            Please join me in offering him prayerful best wishes. May God bless you.

I'm so happy I could cry.  Msgr. Nelson has to be one of the sweetest, most joyous and genuinely loving people I've ever met.  Rockville really is incredibly blessed to have him.  Please say a prayer for him in his new role.  May Our Lady ever shine her smile down upon him and his people.  He's in for a bumpy road given the turmoil our Church is now facing.  God certainly knows how to pick His warriors.  Bless him!

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St. Joseph's Day

3/19/2012

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I was given the privilege of reading The Life of Saint Joseph as seen by mystic and Benedictine Abbess Maria Cecilia Baij.  You can purchase it from 101 Foundation (as well as about a million other wonderful items). 

I honestly learned so much about St. Joseph from this series of revelations.  Before reading the book, St. Joseph was just a kind gentleman tasked with loving and protecting Jesus and Mary.  Now... now he is so much more, and I am almost stunned with how much love and admiration I now have for him.  I'm almost embarrassed to admit that I didn't really ever think much of him when I'd call upon the saints! 

He set me straight on that one... :)  Blessed be St. Joseph, the most holy foster father of Jesus and the most chaste and loving spouse of Our Lady!

To celebrate, I'll share some of my favorite St. Joseph depictions!  This first one is beautiful in that it shows little Jesus "playing" at his father's feet in Joseph's workshop.  However, as the sunlight streams in, we see that the shadow young Jesus casts is a Cross.  Then we realize that little Jesus is playing with three nails... indicative of the three nails that will one day pierce His Hands and Feet for our salvation.

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Oh, and this one... probably everyone has seen this image of St. Joseph and little Jesus at some point or another.  It's so tender that my heart just about bursts.  Little Jesus is rubbing His Eyes.  Was He crying?  Is He just waking up?  Nodding off to sleep?  Regardless, strong and gentle Saint Joseph is there to hold Him, support Him and comfort Him in the most loving of ways.

How happy St. Joseph must have been to cradle that perfect Child in his arms!

How overjoyed he must have been to hear himself called "Father" by the truest Love of his life?

May all children know such love from their fathers, and may all fathers show such tenderness for their children.

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Another favorite is this loving moment between St. Joseph and Jesus.  St. Joseph holds the lilies that signify his purity.  He casts his gaze down upon Jesus as that little God-Child looks up adoringly at His doting foster-father.

The peacefulness that emanates from this picture leaves me sleepy.  I'm not kidding!  I want to cuddle up against Saint Joseph and rest with little Jesus, too!

I honestly think that upon Jesus' own Death, He immediately flew into Limbo where the souls of the just awaited news that salvation had come.  He flew into the depths of this Limbo and sought out first His dear father, Saint Joseph.  I imagine their reunion to be something similar.  Saint Joseph was probably on his knees in adoration of his Son, yet Jesus scooped him up and embraced him, happy to once more be in the arms of the father who loved him so dearly throughout his earthly life.

May Saint Joseph protect, guide and bless our fathers, and may we learn through his holy example how to love Christ better each day!

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