Showing posts with label Christ. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christ. Show all posts

Sunday, February 19, 2017

Friday, December 18, 2015

Where Christ Drove Demons into Sea: Archaeological Evidence Uncovered

The biblical description of the miracle is one of the most evocative in the entire Gospel. Recounted by Matthew, Mark, and Luke with different nuances, the Gospels depict Jesus in one of His most direct confrontations with Satan.
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Sunday, April 12, 2015

DIVINE MERCY

Jesus to Saint Faustina:  Involuntary offenses of souls do not hinder My love for them or prevent Me from uniting Myself with them. But voluntary offenses, obstruct my graces, and I cannot lavish My gifts on such souls. (1641).


HotAir.com - Sunday reflection: John 20:19–31
Today the Catholic Church and some Anglican communities celebrate Divine Mercy Sunday, instituted by St. John Paul II on the basis of the visions of St. Faustina Kowalska. The first occasion of the celebration took place 15 years ago, on the same day St. Faustina was canonized. One year later, St. John Paul II reminded celebrants at the second celebration that the feast of Divine Mercy emphasizes the message of Easter:
Jesus said to St. Faustina one day: “Humanity will never find peace until it turns with trust to Divine Mercy.” Divine Mercy! This is the Easter gift that the Church receives from the risen Christ and offers to humanity.
The Passion of Jesus Christ was the central event of divine mercy, of course.


Thursday, November 17, 2011

The battle cry of our Age

On Christ, Communists and Sentimentalists
Posted by Ann Barnhardt - November 15, AD 2011 1:24 PM MST

This isn't me. This is Archbishop Fulton J. Sheen in his 1958 masterwork, "Life of Christ". Let's call this the battle cry of our Age. I am hard pressed to remember another passage that was so explicitly relevant and piercing as this one is. Read every single word, then read it again. Then print it off and hang it on your refrigerator, mirror and monitor. As far as I'm concerned, this says it all:
It may very well be that the Communists, who are so anti-Christ, are closer to Him than those who see Him as a sentimentalist and vague moral reformer. The Communists have at least decided that if He wins, they lose; the others are afraid to consider Him either as winning or losing, because they are not prepared to meet the moral demands which this victory would make on their souls.

If He is what He claimed to be, a Savior, a Redeemer, then we have a virile Christ and a leader worth following in these terrible times; One Who will step into the breach of death, crushing sin, gloom and despair; a leader to Whom we can make totalitarian sacrifice without losing, but gaining freedom, and Whom we can love even unto death. We need a Christ today Who will make cords and drive the buyers and sellers from our new temples; Who will blast the unfruitful fig-trees; Who will talk of crosses and sacrifices and Whose voice will be like the voice of the raging sea. But He will not allow us to pick and choose among His words, discarding the hard ones, and accepting the ones that please our fancy. We need a Christ Who will restore moral indignation, Who will make us hate evil with a passionate intensity, and love goodness to a point where we can drink death like water.

-Archbishop Fulton J. Sheen
"Life of Christ", AD 1958

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Don't you be caught unprepared...

Signs of Christ's Return: The Fate of the Unprepared
by John MacArthur
Don't be caught unprepared. That's the message in the parable of the ten virgins [Matthew 25:1-13]. Nineteenth century English poet Alfred Tennyson in his Idylls of the King adapted that parable to write this for Queen Guinevere, who learned too late the cost of sin:
Late, late, so late! and dark the night and chill!
Late, late so late! but we can enter still.

Too late, too late! ye cannot enter now.

No light had we: for that we do repent;
And learning this, the bridegroom will relent.

Too late, too late! ye cannot enter now.

No light: so late! and dark and chill the night!
O let us in, that we may find the light!

Too late, too late: ye cannot enter now.

Have we not heard the bridegroom is so sweet?
O let us in, tho' late, to kiss his feet!

No, no, too late! ye cannot enter now.