New Catholic

Came into communion with the church Nov. 5th. 2011

[newcatholic]

Because...

[newcatholic]

If you doubt that demons exist read Screwtape and review your life. If you still have doubts - read the news.

[quiet-spirit-deactivated2016010]

I think that if God forgives us we must forgive ourselves. Otherwise, it is almost like setting up ourselves as a higher tribunal than Him.

C.S. Lewis (via quiet-spirit)

[newcatholic]

Each uncertain step takes me inexorably closer to an unwelcome vale, save for He who waits.

[newcatholic]

I remembered today why I came here. I regret deleting all my previous posts. One of the battles is here. I need to at least do my part in it. May God bless all my fellow "tumblr Catholics"

[newcatholic]

“It is an enduring truth, which can never be altered, that every infraction of the Law of nature must carry its punitive consequences with it.” ~ Thomas Troward

[jspark3000]

Churches: Please don’t be silent about what’s happening in the world. I don’t believe we’re primarily a political venue, but people come to church for healing and strength and to know The King who’s above all things.  If you’re scared of alienating people, you were never going to please everyone anyway.  Be thoughtful, but please don’t play it safe.  Say something. To say nothing is more harmful than anything.

[newcatholic]

My faith teaches me to be brave, my church does not. The Catechism explains the value of honest admonishment; priests council only forbearance and forgiveness. Pastors stand at the lectern and ask for our prayers for those stricken by storms or fires, but never a mention of those who have been raped, beheaded, even crucified in his name, right now, this week, today. If WE don't care even enough to MENTION their sacrifice (let alone do something about it) why should we expect the world to care, or even notice. On Sunday, when surrounded by "nice" people; a shadow slowly envelopes me, and I feel a tug at my elbow pulling me closer to the lost.

[newcatholic]

Something is working outside and through the visible world of things and emotions. I have known intuitively since my youth that this world is driven by much that is unseen. The truth and meaning of life is extra-corporeal. It is always near enough to be felt but just out of reach like a dream we struggle to remember; moving away in front of us; guiding but not leading. What we call "real" is no more than firelight shadows on a cave wall; the dim and distorted outlines are merely guests of reality. We pretend them real and grant them authority they only have by our grace; it is the grand agreed upon delusion of humanity. Still, we know better. In our hearts we hear the songs and whispers that are the true warp and woof of existence. We try hard most hours to ignore them, but when we are still, and quiet, it becomes nearly impossible. We are never alone; others are near, just outside our vision at the periphery, but no matter how quickly we turn our heads - they elude us; for the best we suppose, they aren't part of the sanctioned hallucination. They maintain a silent partnership with us that holds the tattered pages of our story together, so that someday, someone may read it and call it beautiful.

[newcatholic]

Before me in the dark, two steps ahead. Whispering “left” or “right” inaudibly at an important fork in the road. “Pay attention now” you advise for reasons I can’t have guessed on my own. Waking me in the night so I am ready for a danger that then passes. You do not fall or falter, or allow me to without reason. You never leave.

[newcatholic]

Praise the God of all, drink the wine, and let the world be the world. ~ French proverb.