Something good for the week of the March for Life:
Quoted in the Magnificat: Year of Mercy Meditations:
But she didn’t die. She lived to discover that she was pregnant from one of the genocidal rapes. Many people counseled her to have an abortion…
But this woman came to the conclusion: ‘Why should the child suffer for the crime of its father?’ She decided to give birth to the child….
She named her baby daughter: Akimana: Child of God.
Don’t look down to see who it is by until the end. I bet you’ll be surprised:
“IT IS NOT POSSIBLE FOR US TO KNOW EACH OTHER EXCEPT AS WE MANIFEST OURSELVES IN DISTORTED SHADOWS TO THE EYES OF OTHERS. WE DO NOT EVEN KNOW OURSELVES; THEREFORE, WHY SHOULD WE JUDGE A NEIGHBOR? WHO KNOWS WHAT PAIN IS BEHIND VIRTUE AND WHAT FEAR BEHIND VICE?NO ONE, IN SHORT, KNOWS WHAT MAKES A MAN, AND ONLY GOD KNOWS HIS THOUGHTS, HIS JOYS, HIS BITTERNESSES, HIS AGONY, THE INJUSTICES COMMITTED AGAINST HIM AND THE INJUSTICES HE COMMITS. … GOD IS TOO INSCRUTABLE FOR OUR LITTLE UNDERSTANDING. AFTER SAD MEDITATION IT COMES TO ME THAT ALL THAT LIVES, WHETHER GOOD OR IN
ERROR, MOURNFUL OR JOYOUS, OBSCURE OR OF GILDED REPUTATION, PAINFUL OR HAPPY, IS ONLY A PROLOGUE TO LOVE BEYOND THE GRAVE, WHERE ALL IS UNDERSTOOD AND ALMOST ALL FORGIVEN.”
(NOTE THIS NON-CHRISTIAN STOIC, DOESN’T SAY EVERYTHING IS FORGIVEN, EVEN UNREPENTED SIN.)
I introduced myself as teaching at the seminary because I wanted to give him my book, published by Goodbooksmedia, LAST CALL, about Late Vocations. When he heard my name he said "Oh, you are she. I read your books." And he gave me such a smile.”
I felt bad about being so critical.
“My immortality is necessary if only because God will not be guilty of injustice and extinguish altogether the flame of love for Him once enkindled in my heart. And what is more precious than love? Love is higher than existence, love is the crown of existence; and how is it possible that existence should not be under its dominance? If I have once loved Him and rejoiced in my love, is it possible that He should extinguish me and my joy and bring me to nothingness again? If there is a God, then I am immortal.”
I got into substantial arguments with 2 of my closest friends. As we worked toward reconciliation I came up with this funny way to put why I was hopeful: “Do we have enough money in the bank of our friendship to cover this unexpected expense?”