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By Antonio Fragelli

 

March for Life – What Happened in Washington, D.C. January 22, 2016

As if to test the will of Pro-lifers, a major blizzard was headed for our nation’s capitol. The weather forecast was quite accurate on January 22nd. It predicted that snow would begin around 1:00 pm and it did. I was there.

It was a terrible storm in the making and anywhere from 2-3 feet of snow was expected. Many who came knew that they most likely would get stuck on their way back home; but they came nonetheless. The tragedy of abortion, the murder of 50 million human lives, far outweighed the risk of getting stuck in the snow. A gigantic blizzard and a declaration of emergency by the mayor of Washington was not enough to stop the marchers on Capitol Hill this past Friday.

 

As it happened, due to the impending blizzard the numbers were much less than in previous years, but much, much more than just a few hundred as reported by some of the leftist media. As you know, the media will use any chance they get to belittle the voice of truth -- you can count on it. Why must they always lie? The answer is simple. Prevaricating against the truth is a moral issue, but if you are okay with killing a human being, if you have already accepted the blatant lie that a child in the womb is not a human life, the remaining moral issues become much less of an issue...

As for the truth, a close estimate of Pro-lifers who were able to make it was around 40 to 50 thousand. The pictures make a plain testimony to the amazing 2016 March for Life in Washington, D.C. Talking to participants while waiting for the March to begin, it became clear that many more would have been there if it were not for bus companies cancelling out.

America Needs Fatima and the American TFP were privileged to be there in full force. Banners, standards and a remarkable music band all showed up to offer reparation. One of the banners carried by two ANF members displayed 9,299 names of ANF members and supporters who could not be present, but wanted to be there in spirit. As we marched towards Capitol Hill, the snow-covered band members were a sight to be seen. To play trumpets, trombones and fifes in 28-degree weather under snow is something to be commended.

The marchers began to assemble near the Washington Monument at the rally around 10:00 am. Different speakers addressed the crowd as other groups kept coming in from a variety of far away places. The challenge began within these first three hours, braving the below-freezing temperatures. The snow began to fall just as the March commenced, around 1:00.

But the real beauty of the event was that, in spite of the inclement weather, the fighting spirit of the thousands of marchers remained undaunted. The March was considerably longer in distance this time, which gave all the feeling that they were on a pilgrimage, offering up their sacrifices for the end of abortion.

For those privileged to have been there, the “take away” was a sense of determination and a renewal of our resolution that we are here to stay. Furthermore, a great percentage of marchers were young people, many of who were not even born when Roe v. Wade was decided. This means the 43-year-old March for Life has a very long life ahead of it.

The abortion tragedy in America is a macabre illustration of the state of our modern culture. The fact that the sin of abortion has been around so many years, staining our nation with its murderess blood, is something that requires a public act of reparation to the Creator, and this is for many the higher reason for joining in the March for Life, no matter how foul the weather.

If thousands of Americans side with sin and against God, the fact that many thousands more align with Him and every year present this great act of reparation called the March for Life is something that speaks of hope for our troubled nation. We offer it to God and we proclaim that no matter how many times we have to do it, we will always be there. We will not make a pact with evil, and we will not commit the sin of indifference.


 

 

 

 

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When you feel the assaults of passion and anger,
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as Jesus was silent
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Her great beauty began to arouse the irrational jealousy of...

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St. Beatriz da Silva

Beatriz de Menezes da Silva was one of eleven children of Rui Gomez da Silva, the first Magistrate of Campo Maior, on the border of Spain and Portugal, and of Isabel de Menezes, an illegitimate daughter of Dom Pedro de Menezes, the 1st Count of Vila Real and the 2nd Count of Viana do Alentejo, under whom Silva served in Ceuta. João de Menezes da Silva, better known as Blessed Amadeus of Portugal and a noted reformer of the Order of Friars Minor, was her brother.

In 1447 Beatriz accompanied the Princess Isabel of Portugal, to Castile as her lady-in-waiting when Isabel left to marry King John II of Castile and became Queen of Castile and León. Although they had been close friends, Beatriz's great beauty began to arouse the irrational jealousy of the Queen, who had Beatriz imprisoned in a tiny cell without food.

During her incarceration, Our Lady, attired in the blue and white habit of the Conceptionist Order, appeared to Beatriz and instructed her to found an order in her honor. With much difficulty, she finally escaped her imprisonment after three days and took refuge in the Dominican monastery of Toledo. Beatriz lived with the Dominicans for nearly forty years without becoming a member of the Order.

Queen Isabel was a frequent visitor during those years and was of great material assistance to her former lady-in-waiting in the foundation of the religious order in honor of the Immaculate Conception of Mary Most Holy. In 1484 Beatriz, with some companions, took possession of a monastery in Toledo deeded to their new community by Queen Isabel. The new religious order adopted the Cistercian Rule in 1489, bound themselves to the daily recitation of the Office of the Immaculate Conception and were placed under obedience to the Archdiocese of Toledo.
Beatriz da Silva died on August 9, 1492, ten days before the solemn inauguration of her new Order. She is buried in the first monastery given to the Conceptionists by Queen Isabel, the motherhouse of the Order in Toledo. In 1501, Pope Alexander VI placed the Conceptionists under the Rule of St. Clare and, in 1511, Pope Julius II granted them a Rule of their own.

Among Beatriz da Silva’s illustrious spiritual daughters are to be found two remarkable mystics: Madre Mariana de Jesús Torres y Berriochoa (c.1563-1635) to whom appeared Our Lady of Good Success and were given many revelations concerning the crisis in the Church in the twentieth century and the Venerable María de Jesús de Ágreda (1602-1665) author of the Mystical City of God.

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Charity converts a dying soldier

“The religion that teaches such a charity must be from God.”

A certain soldier from the American civil war, once handsome and strong, lay dying in a military ward in Missouri. The sister of charity who cared for him, realizing that his end was near, asked him if he belonged to any church. On receiving a negative answer, she asked if he would consider accepting the Catholic Faith.

“No, not a Catholic. I always hated the Catholics,” answered the young man with whatever disdain he could still muster in his sinking voice. “At any rate,” urged the kind sister, “you should ask pardon of God for your sins and be sorry for whatever evil you have done in your life.”

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He answered her that he was sorry for all the sins of his life and hoped to be forgiven but that there was one sin that especially haunted and weighed on him. He had once insulted a sister in Boston as he passed her in the street. She had said nothing but had looked at him with a look of reproof that he had never forgotten. “I knew nothing then of what sisters were,” continued the young man, “for I had not known you. But now that I know how good and disinterested you are and how mean I was, I am disgusted with myself. Oh, if that sister were here, I would go down on my knees to her and ask her pardon!”

“You have asked it and you have received it,” said the sister, compassionately looking him full in the face.

“What! You are the sister I passed in Boston? Oh, yes! You are — I know you now! And how could you have attended me with greater care than any of the other patients? I who insulted you so!”

“I did it for Our Lord’s sake, because He loved His enemies and blessed those who persecuted Him. I knew you from the first moment you were brought into the hospital, and I have prayed unceasingly for your conversion,” said the sister.

“Send for the priest!” exclaimed the dying soldier; “the religion that teaches such a charity must be from God.”

And so he died in the sister’s Faith, holding in his grasp the symbol of our salvation and murmuring prayers taught him by her whose mild rebuke had followed him through every battle to this, his last.

Daughters of Charity in the United States 1809-1987 (New York: New City Press, 1989)

 

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