The One Kind Of Man We All Need

If you clicked on this hoping for some romantic story, you’ve come to the wrong place, or maybe you haven’t. Maybe you need to read this anyways because you never had the blessing of having a man like this in your life. This blog is for all of us, both men and women. Because inorder to even exist, you need one of these. You need a Dad.

Now I know that not all of us were lucky enough to have a good dad or a dad at all. And I want you to know that it’s not your fault, and I’m sorry that you have that hole in your heart. It’s sad that here in the U.S. 25% of Americans grow up without a dad. And let’s not even begin to count the number of abortions that happened because Dad walked out. That’s why this week I want to be real and tap into the deep parts of our heart. Even if you had a good dad, I still want you to listen in. 

Being a dad takes more than impregnating someone. Being a dad is more than just having a kid.Being a dad is being a reflection of God the Father. Dad’s are there to protect us from the monsters inside and out. But Dads can’t do that when they are constantly fighting the monsters inside. Men are supposed to be the tough guys, the bulletproof man, the provider, and they crush under the weight of the world being put on their shoulders. Ladies, men can’t be your God. No man can be your everything. Your job is to help keep his eyes fixed on the God who should be your whole world. We always talk about women, and their struggles, and that’s good. Women tend to be open and honest, but our society and men’s nature locks mens struggles up in a box and lets them multiply. We barely scratch the surface with porn addictions. If I could pry that locked box open I’d imagine I would find suicidal thoughts, body image issues, financial struggles, addiction, lust, self hate, anxiety, depression, job loss, loneliness, sleep deprivation, unhealthy eating,anger, alcohol, drugs, wounds from sexual abuse, feelings of abandonment, feeling like a failure, feeling like a bad Dad, and the list goes on and on. Because guess what. When the devil walks in he’s gonna go straight for the head of the household. You strike the shepherd, you scatter the flock. Then when he has scattered the flock, he feasts on them all. 

It doesn’t have to be this way though. If we had men who were willing to get on their knees and pray for at least 15 minutes a day, this world would be 10 x better. If men got out their Bible and read for just 5 minutes, even getting the family involved, the graces would be flooding in. We need Dad’s who are prayer warriors. We need men who cling to the Blessed Mother. 

This world can be so brutal, but remember the only one you need to please is God. I was just reading some scripture and it talked about not needing letters, because we ourselves are love letters from Christ. If every Dad could let themselves be a love letter from Christ to the world, this world would be so rich in love, it would set a fire in our hearts that would burn the devil and all of his lies. Yeah this is a high call, but remember you are not alone, and you have God on your side. As a Dad you will fail, you will sin, and stumble, but remember you are forgiven. If Jesus stumbled three times to His throne, What makes you think you won’t stumble a hundred times or more. You are a Dad, a human being, no one asked you to be prefect, they just asked you to stay. 

America needs dads to breathe truth and life into their children. To teach kids how to ride bikes, fish, change the oil, tie your shoes, love your spouse till death do you part, and most importantly how to put God first. Statistics show that children that grow up and continue to practice the faith had Dad’s who talked about God regularly within the home. It’s not about just going to church on Sunday, but kids with Dad’s who went to church with them are also more likely to practice the faith. Dad is the leader, and like it or not his kids will likely follow. So men if you can’t do it for yourself do it for your kids. They are watching, and they need you. They learn a lot from you, your mistakes too. And you can never overuse the words I love you. Say those words as often as you can, because kids who know that their Earthly Father loves them are far more likely to understand that God loves them. Because all good things including dads point us back to God. So men here’s what you have to do, Love God first, then your spouse, and then your kids, and don’t forget to love yourself somewhere in there, then everything else will find its place thereafter. But maybe you’re not a dad yet, or so you thought. Many of you are spiritual dads and don’t even know it. And you still play a very vital role. Being a father to the fatherless is especially important, and it sets an example for young boys to strive towards. I could go on and on about the effect a father has on his children, but I think you already know that so instead I’m going to just end it with some pictures of my Dad and with his most famous simple words “Be Good”.

This is my mom btw, her wedding ban was broken so that’s why that’s missing..

Never Grow Up

Me and Makenzie circa 2002

This summer I’ve been working at a childcare center, and despite my love for working with older kids, I have still greatly enjoyed working with the little ones. I mostly work with preschool through 2nd grade. Being around them has helped me realize what it really means to be childlike. Sometimes our minds instantly think of a whining, crying child when we think childlike, but if you’ve spent enough time around really young kids, you know there is something to be learned from souls such as these. There’s a reason Jesus tells us that they are the greatest among us. So here’s a breakdown of some qualities I think we ought to imitate:

Number one: Purity. No mind is more pure than that of a child. If a child is not pure-minded, it’s because some evil and awful person ruined that, and Jesus says it’s better to tie a millstone around your neck and jump into the sea than lead one of these little ones to sin, and that’s all I’m going to say about that, because otherwise I will just be triggered. Main point here is strive to imitate their purity. “Blessed are the pure of heart for they shall see the face of God.”

Next: Forgiveness. Some days these kids mistreat each other, and can be cruel to each other, but no more than a few minutes later they are best friends again. As adults if someone does not give us our fair share, or says something hurtful, or excludes us, we hold onto it. We take it deep into our soul and hold it there. And we hold it against them, or against ourselves. We hold on to it and allow it to weigh down on our ability to love others, and love ourselves, and even worse, we forget how to love God. Forgiveness is a huge roadblock when it comes to growing closer to Christ, but children seem to have a knack for it.

Third: Vulnerability. Kids are not afraid to be vulnerable, they are more than willing to express exactly how they feel, what they are thinking, with no holding back. With adulthood comes prudence, but that does not mean we should completely shut down all thoughts, feelings and emotions. As adults, we find it so difficult to express our thoughts, concerns, and emotions. I talk about this with my friends a lot because I’m really big on being raw and real, and the response I always get is “Oh, I’m only that way with Jesus.” But that’s a lie. Of course there are things that are meant to be kept between you and Jesus, but if you can’t even admit that you’re upset  because your dog died and you’re just faking it till you make it, I can almost guarantee you are not sharing your whole heart with Jesus. Actually, I guarantee it, because none of us are perfect, and it takes being willing to go to the depths of your heart daily to have a vulnerable and authentic relationship with Christ. In my mind I’m picturing those children at work who are crying and upset because they spilled their lucky charms or they were not allowed into some secret club some other 3 year old made and they are completely crushed. And they come to me just the way they are, upset and teary eyed, and they don’t care what anyone thinks at that moment. They are hurt and they are going to make it known, and then once they’ve been consoled and acknowledged, or the issue is resolved, they move on. If we did that in our prayer, man, imagine all the spilled lucky charms and ouchies that Jesus could clean up for us. He wants to do that for us, but we have to let him. Maybe the problem seems like something you can handle on your own, or maybe it seems so big that it would be a burden to God, but I promise you nothing is too big of a problem for Him. There’s no hurt that He can’t heal. But we have to go to Him. The kids that take matters into their own hands and chuck legos, or sit there with no cereal… well it doesn’t pan out so well for them. Be vulnerable, be real, and cry if you need to.

Vulnerability of course requires trust, which kids also exemplify well. Kids have no reason to trust me other than I’m nice and their parents trust me. If we were quick to trust God, the way these kids are so quick to trust me, imagine the depths we could go to with Christ. Trust also falls into obedience. Now some of you are probably like woah now, kids are not more obedient than me. Ha, well your wrong. Sure kids don’t always listen, but they trust instructions from their authority far more then you do. As adults we get into this habit of bending and breaking rules just because we can, and making choices because “I am an adult and I can do what I want.” Also, even the kids with behavior issues have respect for authority most of the time, but I think with age we’ve lost a little bit of that humility and obedience. Especially in a world that is slipping towards anarchy. Don’t fall for that bogus, do what your supposed to do, because you will out-grow rules, and the grapes of your parents, but you can’t out-grow God. 

And then lastly simplicity and the gift of being present. At work, I enjoy being around these kids because if you want it, you can have their full attention. They have no cell phones to glue themselves to, they are not worried about the bill they have to pay, or getting home to let the dog out, they are there and they are fully present and listening. And time to them is nothing, they just want to know when they get to eat, and when mom is coming, and most days they are having too much fun to even care about that stuff. They are just enjoying the moment. And to watch this kids react to all that’s going on in the world is actually kind of incredible. They haven’t even reached double digits yet and they have already watched so much happen in the world. Yeah, it worries them, and some express their fear has driven them to sleep with mommy and daddy, but they are so brave and they want to give everyday their all. They see life as something precious, and they still have the innocence to see all their peers as equals, as human beings. They look at someone and see a person, and they see a person with needs, dreams, hurts, desires, a family, they see someone to love. They don’t stereotype, use or abuse people. They see them as people. I mean have you heard the kinds of questions kids ask? They want to know if you have kids, a spouse or “oooo do you have a boyfriend?” They see family and love as something concrete. They want to know what you want to be in the future? They want to know your favorite things, give you hugs, and tell you how beautiful you are, and that they love you so much. If we loved like that, we would be closer than ever to loving like Christ. You should see the way they respond to someone getting hurt, they don’t care if they’ve never talked to that kid Jimmy before in their life, they are all going to want to help him and make sure he gets a bandaid ASAP, even if he’s not bleeding. Like seriously though. These kids are so pure-hearted and loving. 

I had one girl the other day get upset and she proceeded to say she hated herself, and I said well I love you and I want you to say something nice about yourself, and she scrambled off to pout. And then a few minutes later she came back with a big smile on her face and said, You know what Miss Mikayla, I thought of something”. And I said “Oh yeah? What is it?” 

“Jesus, loves me the way that I am, in my own special way.” 

Man these kids melt my heart and I am honored to work with them. 

“At that time the disciples approached Jesus and said, “Who is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven?” He called a child over, placed it in their midst, and said, “Amen, I say to you, unless you turn and become like children,you will not enter the kingdom of heaven. Whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. And whoever receives one child such as this in my name receives me.”

Matthew 18:1-5

Freedom

Picture Credit to Andrew Collart

Freedom. It’s not so much about the freedom to do what’s wrong, but rather what is right. Everyone has the option to do what is wrong, though they may face consequences, but not everyone in this world has the choice to do the right thing, at least not without extreme punishments. Yet Americans seem to forget about that, heck we even have the choice to not do the wrong thing, there are places in this world where you will be punished if you refuse to do the wrong thing. So let’s take a minute.

It’s 2020, and 2020 has taught us a lot about life and freedom. We saw in January with the death of Kobe Bryant, that no amount of money can make life less fragile, so live it. We learned that Tom Brady used his freedom to leave the team that brought him 4 super bowl rings.

Then times got a little harder. Covid spread like raging wildfire, and it is still running rapid. We went home. We suddenly remembered we had a family. We didn’t go to work, but we worked a lot harder. We realized what really mattered. We realized teaching isn’t so easy, and that our health care workers are amazing and so strong. And for once in our life, the blue collared class was finally recognized and put in the spotlight.Then with the death of George Floyd, screams for justice were heard across the world. All politics aside. You all know what you need to do. Those memes we saw around New Years that said we would finally be seeing 20/20, they weren’t kidding. Because I think we are finally seeing things clearer than ever before. At first things were confusing, and we didn’t know where to go, but things are coming into focus, and now it’s time to take action.

So now I would just like to cast you a vision. And I’m calling on you to live out this mission. Freedom. You have it, use it. Freedom is not following the crowd, and standing loud and proud. Freedom is not going against the crowd either. Freedom is getting on your knees and praying, and asking God for the wisdom to know His plan, and taking the action to follow that plan. Freedom in action , is the Carmelite Sister who went out and spray painted “God is love” and “The World will change when hearts change” on the convents cardboard covered windows. Then went out and knelt beside protesters in Ohio. Freedom is taking St. John Paul II’s words he spoke to the youth in Denver, Colorado to heart. He said “Do not be afraid to go out into the streets, like the first Apostles, spreading the Gospel of life”. The Gospel of life, the one that Jesus preached, saying that all life is sacred, meaningful and dignified, and every human is precious in God’s eyes. God loves His children. And we ought to out there baptising them all. That is why He sent His only son to die on a cross, for the forgiveness of sins. To break our chains, to set captives free. He came down, and freely chose to die, He descended into Hell and with His perfect sacrifice said “Let my people go”. Then He rose and conquered the grave, leaving us with the choice. Heaven or Hell. That’s everyone’s freedom, but some have freedom beyond that. Like us here in America.

There are 2.3 billion people in the world without basic freedom. Yet here are people like me, standing here with freedom that came at the cost of millions of soldiers lives, plus Christ, who I am free to worship and adore.Let’s put all that’s happen this year, aside. Not that it’s not important, because it is, but I want you to focus on what you do have and rather what you do not. I want you to focus on what God’s saying, not what the world is saying.Because listen up my friend, because God gives each and every one of us a very unique call, and His spirit comes down upon us and gives us each different gifts and talents. So don’t be looking in the next lane at Suzy or Brian. Stay in your lane, and PLEASE do not listen to the bogus lie that you need to spread yourself more thin, and that you need to love everyone the exact same. Jesus loved us all equally, but not the same. Jesus did not chose me to recline upon His chest at the last supper, or to be the next Mother Teresa, or the next Kobe Bryant. God chose me to be Mikayla Olson, to be a student at Northwest, to be the one who puts a lot of her time and effort into the pro life movement, and to study biology. My job is to be the very best Mikayla I can be, and to love myself for who I am, so that I can truly love others. Am I racist for not investing deeper into other causes? No. Am I heartless for not focusing on kids in foster care? No. I still love all these people, but through prayer and God’s guidance I have found my calling. Am I perfect at it? No, I certainly wish I did more. I wish I went out and sidewalk counseled more because I know the huge difference that it makes. I want to discipline myself one step at a time to use my freedom and use it wisely. 

Whenever you are faced with a choice chose the selfless one. This is how we die to oneself. This is the beginning of martyrdom. Because martyrdom, contrary to proper belief, is not so much about dying as it is witnessing to the faith. Everyone dies, but not everyone dies as a witness to the faith. That right there is true freedom. True freedom does not remove death, freedom removes fear. Freedom removes the fear of dying alone, the fear of being hated, the fear of being abandoned. Freedom starts a fire in one’s heart, that says whether I am free or imprisoned, I am still free because God is with me and He loves me. That’s a kind of freedom that nobody can take away from you, that’s a freedom from within. A freedom that can only come from deep, compassionate, fearless, unconditional love. 

Something that beautiful is sure to awaken the soul.Next time you receive Jesus I want you to remember this. I want you to remember that you are loved, and that you are chosen for a very specific mission. Ask Him for the grace to see it, and achieve it, and to do so unapologetically. Y’all say sorry too much, but I will save that for another blog. But anyways get out there, start praying, start acting. Because there are souls out there who need you. For the unborn, for the oppressed, for the imprisoned, for the children, for the homeless, the sick, and the abandoned, we pray to the Lord.

P.S. I just want to leave you with one last piece of advise. Pray with scripture. God speaks to us all a little differently. For me it’s often a voice I can hear within, but I still use scripture all the time. And don’t just read it, meditate on it. Do not worry about writing it down either. If it’s important to write down He will make sure you remember. Meditating on the gospel everyday is so fruitful. Fifteen minutes is good, but thirty minutes or longer is better. Read and sit there in the silence, and re read it as often as needed, focusing on the words or phrases that touch you the most. Praying like this is a great way to bring clarity and peace to your prayer life.

Stop Giving Yourself to a Bottomless Pit

Photo cred to whoever was on my mission team who took this picture

These days with all the fights, politics, and complaining, I constantly have to remind myself to turn the other cheek and not throw my pearls before swine. If I’m being honest with you guys I have a really hard time continuing to be the God loving, zealous soul that God calls me to be. Sometimes I look and see all these people complaining, these people that don’t know God, and they just want to rant about all their problems, and my heart just wants to break. They have the time and resources to throw a pity party when there are children in the world with no food, no bed to sleep on, or a safe adult to go home to. Yet people want to complain that they hate masks, or that they can’t go to the pool. And I think to myself why? I can’t stop the complaining, and I can’t save the whole world from poverty, I can’t do it all. I can’t please the world, I cannot satisfy their unquenchable thirst. Then I stop and I remember to look up. I look up and I sense my Heavenly Father looking back at me with deep compassion. And He says “My child, you do not need to be their savior, they already have one, Jesus Christ.” 

He also reminds me that the satisfaction we all thirst for can only be found in Heaven, and we all have to realize that on our own. We can preach, and we can share the Gospel truth with others, but it’s their own choice to accept it. We also have to remember that their yes to a life with Christ does not weigh upon our own judgement. God is delighted that you shared the truth, but the choices others make is not your fault. You can’t carry the world’s crooked sins upon your shoulders, only God can do that. And if you’ve read the Gospel of John you know that Jesus warned us of all of this, and throughout all the Gospels he often says that those who have less are often more open to the truth. The rich man is too full of the world, and thats why he goes away empty. The rich man remains empty until he realizes on his own that this thirst can only be satisfied through Christ alone. So what I am trying to say, is keep pushing on. Don’t throw your pearls before swine. Do not exhaust yourself trying to heal someone who does not have the faith to believe that they can be. The nagging people on facebook are like the people you see in the Gospel who see Jesus, but cannot be healed because they are so unaware of their spiritual poverty. They see God as mere solution to their problems, rather than the God that He is. These people need your prayers more than anything else, and a lot of em. If you try to give them advice, they will just suck the life right out of you, and make you feel hopeless for believing in a God that is good. It’s a trap, you resolve one problem, they will find another. So pray for them, and when they are ready to grow, they will let you know. In the mean time serve those who have real problems, but so often go unheard. You never hear the homeless vet cry out,  and you never hear the child who sleeps on the floor of a meth lab cry out, no the rich are too loud, and they have their own solutions. Don’t want homeless vets? Then don’t protect our country from terrorism.  Don’t want kids in meth labs? Abort them. All their solutions aim to get rid of the sufferer and not the suffering. These kind of people are selfish, they are thinking about themselves and the poverty that they do not want to see, they want you to focus on their problems.

Do not fall for that trap, because those in material poverty, need people like you, and you can’t give up on them. Sometimes we let the devil get under our skin, and we are too blinded by the stress to notice the small opportunities we have each day to serve others. We let ourselves grow weary and sometimes all they needed was to be told they are loved. We an be weary ad blindly give them food, shelter, etc, but what they really need is to know they are loved. They need to know that God sees them, and longs to be their source of refuge. The people of this world need to know that Earth is not their forever home. They need to know that if they live out their faith, and remain humble, that the Kingdom of God is theirs. They need to know that there is a place where there is no more sorrow and there in no more pain.Give them hope to keep on moving on. And I promise when you give yourself to people like that, you will find yourself leaving more full then you were before. You will finally understand what Jesus meant by His words I thirst. To give yourself to someone who has nothing to give in return, and leave full is something words cannot describe. It shows a glimpse of the value of one soul and the limitless power of the love of God. 

This week I really did not want to tell too many stories, or use analogies because I just wanted to very clear. Which makes me kind of sad because I love stories and analogies, but I hope I got my point across. I want you to remember who you are, and how precious you are in the eyes of God. I want us to also remember that we must have grateful attitude each and everyday. So often we forget just how good our lives really are even though we don’t deserve it. If you want the world to be grateful, start with yourself and do it abundantly. A grateful attitude changes the world. Then lastly I thinks it’s appropriate to close this with the Beatitudes, but I don’t just want you to read it, I want you to really meditate on it and think about the words that stick out to you. Then leave room for the Holy Spirit to work and allow your heart to grow. Be humble, be kind, and remember who you belong to. And if you were wondering if this message was for you, it was 😉

"Blessed are the meek,for they will inherit the land.                                               Blessed are they who hunger and thirst for righteousness,for they will be satisfied. Blessed are the merciful,for they will be shown mercy.                                             Blessed are the clean of heart,for they will see God.                                                      Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called children of God.                      Blessed are they who are persecuted for the sake of righteousness,for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.                                                                                                                Blessed are you when they insult you and persecute you and utter every kind of evil against you [falsely] because of me. Rejoice and be glad, for your reward will be great in heaven. Thus they persecuted the prophets who were before you.
Matthew 5:3-12

P.S. you should check this out and just to clarify, by no means do I mean give up on people. I’m just trying to say don’t exhaust yourself over something out of your control.

To All My Teachers

“Don’t let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in conduct, in love, in faith and in purity.” – 1 Timothy 4:12

This verse right here summarizes why I want to be a teacher. When I tell people I want to be a highschool teacher, they say wow you’re brave, or they ask if I’m crazy. But those who have teached and seen its true treasures know this better than I do, but there’s nothing more fruitful than making a difference in the life of the child. When you sit in a classroom full of young people, you are sitting with the future of the world. They are impressionable, eager, ambitious, and even into their senior year they are far more pure than the most people in this world. Sure they are a little wild, crazy, and energetic, but they have so much potential that is often overlooked because they are young. They are like little seeds hidden underground, but with the right conditions they grow and blossom. Even the most misbehaved student is still listening and watching every little move that teacher makes. They want to know who they are, and what they were made for. They ask the big questions, they want to know more, even though they don’t always show it. But they are far more eager than the old, and for all the right reasons. They want to make a difference, and it all starts in the classroom. 

Some people say being a teacher is a waste of time, but I think teachers give more than Warren Buffet ever could even if he opened his entire wallet. Because teachers are giving something that is indisposable and unreturnable. Teachers give knowledge, and teach students the skills they need to obtain even more knowledge.Oprah Winfrey could give poor Jimmy a lamborghini, but what good is it if he can’t afford the gas or the maintenance, heck if he doesn’t even know how to drive it’s not even usable. Even if he learned to drive and had the maintenance and gas paid for, where is he going to go if he doesn’t have the education to get a job, or to read and write at the very least.

    And that right there is why God made teachers. Just think about all the things you couldn’t do if you did not know how to read and write. Now that didn’t end in kindergarten. It continued all the way through your highschool year. You used reading, writing, communication, problem solving, and critical thinking to navigate through biology, math, history, english. The wider you opened your mind the wider those doors of opportunity opened. And throughout those 13 years you learned a lot, and some of it you may never have used, but it sharpened your mind. Long division may not have stuck, but the communications and critical thinking skills probably did, or maybe it was that simple life advice your teachers would give. For example my first grade teacher always said “I wanna see you in the newspaper for good things” or my biology teacher always said “You are never too busy”. That stuff right there gets you through life. They say it because even though many people don’t believe it, teachers really do care, and thanks to corona I think we’ve all come to appreciate them a little more. 

Heck, maybe your teachers were the only ones truly listening to you and never saying you’re too young to understand. They valued you and your youth, and challenged you. 

Teaching is definitely not a profession where you will find people who are in it for the money. Teachers are in it for the kids. They make a huge sacrifice and do not always get to reap what they sow, but what they sow is priceless. The profession of teaching reveals the heart of Christ, and his love for the children. He loves allowing his children to be free, and think for themselves. Good teachers love their students in that same Christ-like way, not perfectly, but they give it their best, because to them each one of them matters. They know each of them by name, and want them to succeed. Students might reject what the teachers are offering, but just like Christ they continue to offer it anyway. Even the most defiant student is still offered that same opportunity to succeed if they so chose. 

Now I know this blog was not anything like my typical blogs, but I just wanted to allow you guys to get to know me better and my philosophy on teaching, and also I wanted to invite you guys to take a moment and reflect on the ways your teachers impacted you. Then I want you to take a moment and pray for them. Pray in thanksgiving, and pray that they continue to grow closer to Christ, to continue to make an impact and do God’s will, even if it has to be done differently because its a public school. After all teaching students how to love like Christ doesn’t require words at all, and my public school teachers had a huge impact on my faith life and they never said a word, you can’t arrest teachers for going to church every Sunday and being joyful and compassionate everyday, and it was as simple as that. So anyways pray for them, they need it (have you met your kid haha jk that was a joke), but also if you get a chance thank them!

To all my teachers thank you! Thank you for making me who I am today, some of you have even gone out of your way to support me even today through your prayers, conversations and donations to my mission trips. Thank you to the teachers who pushed me beyond my limits, who saw my true potential, even though sometimes I got upset or it drove me crazy. You broke down my walls that said I can’t, and built support beams that said yes you can. Thank you to the teachers who did not just let me settle for mediocrity. Thank you for shaping the world, thank you for shaping the future. Your friends might think you’re crazy or forget how hard you worked for that degree, and the endless nights you stayed up putting together a lesson plan or praying for the well being of a student and wondering if they are okay. People might overlook you at times, but I promise God never does, He looks at you and He is so well pleased!

Love Yourself

Been doing a lot of yard work lately and it has given me a lot of time to spend in prayer observing God’s creation down to the finer details. I was watching these ants crawl out of an old plastic shelf my sister tore apart, and it’s interesting that the thing they go back to grab is their eggs. It reminded me of when I was maybe about four and my dad put a log into the fire and there were ants living in it and they came running out carrying eggs, then they’d run back in to get more. My four year old self was impressed at these ants incredible bravery to go back into a burning log just to save eggs. Today though I think there’s a lesson to be learned from these ants. A lesson that the unborn are of great value and worth fighting for. And I could write a whole book on that subject, but I think the real problem lies in seeing their own self worth, because I get it. Why fight for someone to come into the world when we can barely see the worth of our own lives? If you truly want to love others you have to love yourself.

Great you love Jesus, you love others, but if you don’t see your own worth what’s the point. I think we get really good at loving ourselves in the best moments, the moments that are frameable, the ones worthy of applause. But Christ challenges us to something greater, to love ourselves in the moments we wish nobody had to see. Because just like an ant, Jesus would run through flames to come save you even if it was what you would deem as your ugliest moment. And He already did just that. He saw you for exactly who you are, took up His cross, and said “For (your name) it’s worth it.” 

Yet here we are hating the very being He created, because we love in such a conditional way. We say I will love myself when I weigh less, or I will love myself when my grades are better, or when I have a boyfriend or girlfriend, or when I quit screwing everything up. But that doesn’t do us any good and it teaches us to be a conditional lover. I will love Jesus more when I am happy, I will love others more when they are more loveable. Our heart shrivels up into this tiny box that nobody can fit inside. 

What  I find is people who love themselves well, are able to love others unconditionally. Think about those people in your life who never complain about other people, who are not exclusive, but rather inclusive, those are the people who know how to love more fully, those are the kind of people I admire and strive to be like. Those are the people who have realized the hardest person to love is yourself, so if you can love yourself you can love everyone else.

I know it’s easier said then done, but it’s so important.It’s a huge part of why I named my blog dignified. Because my mission is to help others realize their own self worth, and their own dignity. To be honest though I am learning right along side you guys. With each and every blog I find Jesus reaching into the hard parts of my heart and healing them. If my heart was a sidewalk, Jesus would be the one who pulls out every weed down to its roots, and fills in every crack and crevice, and He doesn’t stop until it’s perfect. Even if it means going back to that same spot that weathers away and grows weed over and over again. Why? Because He loves you, and you my friend are worth fighting for. You are worth dying for. I know it’s hard to love yourself, I’m guilty of self loathe at times too. But over the years I’ve learned to celebrate the good and not beat myself up about the bad. 

First, in order to love ourselves we have to stop loathing ourselves. We all show signs of self loathe in different ways but it’s important to recognize we are doing it, because the evil one is good at hiding it. For some of us it’s masturbation, others cutting, excessive drinking or smoking, or sometimes its the little things that we just let slide. Like forcing ourselves to go on an unnecessary diet, in our heads telling ourselves we are not wanted, keeping those jeans that are too tight as an unnecessary pressure to be someone we don’t have to be. We should do things for ourselves out of love not hate. Like feed yourself good healthy food because you love yourself, or go on a run because you enjoy the challenge and the dopamine that comes afterwards. To love yourself you have to take time to get to know yourself, and love every bit and part of your being. Now this task may seem daunting and overwhelming, but a good place to start is in the arms of the Father. He is the one who has loved you from the beginning, and He will walk by your side hand in hand, and teach you to love like He does, unconditionally.

As I take time to learn more about myself and grow closer to Jesus I catch myself looking at high school pictures of myself, and wanting to be that skinny again. But hen He looks at me and says “Do you think that’s what’s going to make you happy? I want you to be healthy and happy and that’s not defined by fitting in to size zero jeans.” And He’s right, I’m a lot happier than I was in high school, and to be honest I have a lot healthier habits now than I did in high school, I was just lucky to have a good metabolism then. Thinking about this also reminds me that others are watching the way I love myself. They are hanging on to the words I say, and sometimes I hang on the words they say too.I think we can all relate to that moment someone starts complaining about their physique and we think well dang their beautiful, but if they think they are ugly or fat then what does that make me, and that thought is soooooo toxic. I would say its just as bad as gossiping about others. Instead of depleting someone else’s character your depleting your own and not only does it hurt you, it hurts those around you. So lets break that ugly cycle. Love yourself now, not the ideal self that might never come to be. And don’t put the wait of loving yourself on others because they can’t do it for you.

In life there will be times of suffering, times of joy, and times of just meh, but throughout your whole life you have to deal with yourself, You can escape a lot of things, but you can’t out run your own existence. I’ve been there, I’ve tried and it doesn’t work, because your more than a number on a scale, or a report card, or number of followers, or number of unread text. You are more than that. You can’t drown yourself in self loathe, but you can blur the true beauty of yourself, you can make it a lot harder to see then it needs to be, and that’s why we need Jesus. It’s like Adam and Eve in the garden, they fell, and realized there own nakedness and felt ashamed. And God said “Who told you that you were naked?”. Who told you to hide yourself and to be ashamed of who you are? Who told you to hide? Who told you that you were not good enough?

As these questions start to rise sometimes memories of moments where people have hurt us and fed into that self loathe come up, but God wants to heal that too. We have to love ourselves because if we don’t we are just going to see ourselves like this extra baggage to carry and we are never going to be able to climb that mountain. We were made to carry a cross, not our entire being and an endless pile of self hate. So I’m going to end this with three key ways to love yourself. 

#1 Pray, and ask God how He sees you. My spiritual director tells me this all the time, no matter what my dilemma is it always seems to somehow root back to not seeing myself the way the Father sees me. This also helps to keep that gentle balance of not being a narcissist, but also loving ourselves as we should.  Saint Mother Teresa of Calcutta says “When you know how much God is in love with you, you can only live your life radiating that love.” 

#2 Do things that show you love yourself. Dress up just for fun, go on a little run, go fishing, hang with some friends, if you’re 21 go get yourself a cold one, or perhaps you’d prefer a slice of cake. Do these things in moderation of course and do it to celebrate you and your little accomplishments. Maybe you just need to celebrate the fact that you made it through a stressful day. 

#3 Say these statements out loud right now and as often as needed.

 “I ____ am a beloved (Son or Daughter) of the one true king and He Delights in me.”

“I ___ am wonderfully made, and I am loveable.”

“I ____ am not unloved, I was made for love by love”

“I _____ am good and fully loved in the eyes of the Father”

Those Whom He Loves, He Prunes

I love plants. Especially the plants that are simple looking and easy to take care of. So basically succulents, aloe vera, and cactus.

I was reading part of Matthew 13 when I got the inspiration to write this blog post. In Matthew 13, it starts with the Parable of the Sower. If you don’t know, this parable is about how a sower had some seeds that fell in various types of soil, but the seeds that fell in rich soil were the only ones that bore fruit. While reflecting on this parable and after reflecting on the meanings, I started thinking about the plants I have.

The other day, I decided to repot my plants. I went into my dad’s garden and grabbed some bigger pots and used the soil he offered me to repot them. Because I have read this parable before this was in the back of my mind while repotting them. I was wondering if the soil I was using would be good enough for the plants and if they would thrive when I moved them into a new pot, so they had room to grow.

I had been wanting to write a blog post since Mikayla had mentioned it about a week ago. I probably wrote about five different ones but none of them really felt right. When I read part of this chapter, I suddenly knew what I wanted to write about: plants. There are so many good parables and symbolism about plants and seeds in the bible.

On of my favorite use of symbolism of plants is the Vine and the Branches in John 15.

He takes away every branch in me that does not bear fruit, and everyone that does he prunes so that it bears more fruit.

John 15:2

We read this passage about the in my bible study this year. After reading this passage, we focused a little bit on the word pruning. I learned that pruning basically means to cut off all the dead or dying parts of the plant so that the plant can focus on sustaining the alive parts, rather than focusing on the parts of the plant that are dying. Nearly every time I pick off a dying part of one of my plants, I think about how God can prune us because of what we talked about in bible study.

Remain in me, as I remain in you. Just as a branch cannot bear fruit on its own unless it remains on the vine, so neither can you unless you remain in me.

John 15:4

I recently started to really like this verse because I started to see the pruning God was doing in my life and how it allows me to be more fruitful.

Almost a year ago, God pruned me out of a habitual sin that I was stuck in and did not think I would be able to break. When I finally had a conversion to completely break this, I started praying more often, reading the bible, and I started attending the occasional daily mass offered at my Newman center, which I realized was my way of remaining in Him while He pruned me. His pruning also allowed me to become more fruitful in my prayer life.

Even more recently, God pruned a guy out of my life that I liked. The guy I liked and had been friends with for a while had asked me on a date, just before spring break. We didn’t have much of a chance to actually date, but we knew each other pretty well since we were friends for a while. Recently, I came to find out something about him that would not be good for me. At this point I was starting to pray the rosary daily and had been having a little bit of dryness in my prayers – probably because I was too focused on other things. God probably allowed me to find out about the thing that happened because I was trying to remain in Him through the rosary and so that He could prune this guy out of my life. After I cut ties with him, I noticed I was starting to become more fruitful in my prayer again.

I think this pandemic also allowed for some pruning in my life so that I could become more focused on prayer and my relationship with God. I now have more time to read the Bible and to spend more time with things like praying the rosary than I would have if those things had not been pruned out.

I like this verse especially because it helps me to understand why things might be happening in my life. None of these prunes were easy, but they happened so that other parts of my life might become more fruitful and so my focus wont be so much on the parts of my life that will never “bear fruit.” I can then be focused on the good that can come into my life instead.

What parts of our lives are bearing fruit? What parts of or lives are not? While there are some things we think we don’t want pruned from our lives, we have to keep in mind that Jesus knows us deeply and knows what we truly want and need. Allow Him to prune the unnecessary things and remain in His love. Trust in Him.

Then the Lord will guide you always

and satisfy your thirst in parched places,

will give you strength to your bones

And you shall be like a watered garden,

like a flowing spring whose waters never fail

Isaiah 58:11

Moving Forward

This past week I moved back home to Iowa for the summer. I have not lived at home for this long in over 3 years and it’s my last summer before I move away to start a life of my own. I had a few concerns about coming home, but I know this is where I am called to be right now. I went to confession the other day and my penance was to be good to my family, and love them. My home priest made me realize that even though my siblings have a hard time adjusting to sharing life and living space with me again, that deep down they look up to me a lot. Little did I know that every Sunday they would come and update Father on my blog, or my mission trips, or adventures. Certainly I have failed to be kind to them in every moment since I’ve been home, but I feel closer to them then ever before. I can feel the Holy Spirit knotting us more tightly together everyday. The last few days the four of us have worked together on re doing my parents back yard not because we had to, but because we wanted to.

Together we have torn apart our old broken picnic table, rabbit hutches, garden beds, and burned them in the fire pit that we replaced. I sat looking at the fire thinking how in that same spot we had burned our old crib that each of us slept in, our old desk, our old doll house, and all the wood that held so many memories for us.It made me realize how far we’ve come and the chapters of our lives that have come to a close. We don’t raise rabbits anymore, we don’t have any babies that need a crib to sleep in, nor do we need a doll house to play with. We’ve grown up,we’ve moved forward, and now here we are in our last summer together putting together a yard for enjoyment for my parents. No longer is our yard dirt pit for our mud pies, or a place for us to raise rabbits and chickens, times have changed. 

It’s been really good to reflect on it, and what’s even better is we’ve ended each day around the fire, and the four of us pray a rosary together. Which is so strange because growing up we never prayed together, now here we are today and my sister is ecstatic to pray a rosary with her siblings. Praise God.

The reason I tell this is because first of all we all need more good news, and I want us all to think about our families right now, and how we could love them better, and how could we better lead them in the faith. For the past several months we’ve had to spend more time then usual with our families. The Good Lord has brought us back to home base where our true work is. And as we move forward, please don’t forget forget this lesson. Don’t forget about the love your family needs and deserves.Don’t forget they need your time an they need your prayers. I’m not saying you can’t leave home, because I know sometimes we are called to far away places, but as you shut this chapter of your life, make sure your family is aware of the truth, and the love that is found in the Father. If you can’t live mission at home, how do you expect to live mission afar. And I know some of you are thinking I don’t live mission at all in general. And that’s the problem. You are not listening. God has told you over and over, and He has sent people into your life to repeat it again. You do not belong to this world, you belong to him, and you were made to go out and proclaim the truth of eternal life. Our Lady of Fatima said “If men knew what eternity was they would live differently.”

Most of us spend more time reading and sharing fake news that spreads chaos and anxiety, and yet won’t lift a finger when it comes to sharing the truth of the Gospel. Who’s side are you on? The father of lies? Or the One who is and is To Come? And maybe you’re thinking it’s my life I’ll do what I want, but I hate to break it to you, but your life is not about you. Little do you know there are people out there watching you and wanting to do exactly what you do. There are people who love you deeply and want you to go to Heaven, and you can’t stop them. 

So often we get caught up fighting ourselves for some Earthly value of goodness, looking for validation. Whether that be work, our grades, our wallets, or our looks. The devil gets us all worked up and riled up, and our followers do the same. They think oh they look happy on their instagram, so I’m going to do it too. Or there’s our family who has the front row seats and sees our every move, and either wants to do the exact same or the exact opposite.No matter who’s watching and how good you look doing it, please don’t do something that you wouldn’t want the one you love most to do.

Our zeal for Christ can’t stop when we walk through the doors. Because the work of the Lord doesn’t end till your home, and the Earth is not your home. I get it sometimes that it is hard, our families do not think the same way as us, or see the world through your eyes, but I beg you don’t give up. All the graces you need in order to endure are right there for you all you have to do is ask. Love your family with a passionate love, the love that hurts, but a love that endures. Be honest, be truthful, and never give up, because the good Lord has never given up on you. This is your family, this is your home base. You can run to all the other bases, but if you forget to touch home, you already lost. I’m not saying convert your family, or change them. They are humans, not a means to an end or your salvation. Love them, even when it hurts. And though it seems like the very least you could do, pray for them, I guarantee its the best thing you could do for them. Look what the prayers of St. Augustine’s mother did for him. I could tell you countless stories of families whose lives were drastically changed because of prayer. I promise the Father up above sees you, and your family. Leave the expectations behind, and surrender it all to Him and wait. If Jesus can feel one hemorrhaging woman touch his garment amidst a pressing crowd, have no doubt that He will be moved to compassion at the weight of your family surrendered at His feet. And He is delighted to answer your plea, for through this the Father is glorified, and the greatest desire of the son is fulfilled. He’s constantly at work because He lives and He reigns, now and forever. 

He loves you, and He call you His. 

Much love and prayers for you all, 

Mikayla

P.S. since I’m home my editor is no longer my roomate Hannah, but my mother. And she does a great job, but she also reads between the lines. So as a disclaimer and a sweet message to her. My childhood was good, and we were raised in the church and my parents always gave us their best. And no I don’t think my parents are bad for burning old stuff, haha. It makes more room for the new chapters of our lives and helps us to remember we ought to store our truest treasures in heaven not on Earth.

P.S.S She also wants you to know we burned the stuff because it was too worn out to donate. Ha I love my mom.

And here’s a good song that I think is relevant lol. And no there are no bad words in this song.

To be His Sheep

Honestly just chose this photo because I thought you would click the link if the photo was less boring haha.

This past Sunday was Good Shepherd Sunday and it has me thinking a lot about the relationship between the Shepherd and His flock. Many of the Gospel readings this week have been centered around this theme of Jesus being the shepherd and we are the flock. To give you a snippet of what’s been on my mind I’m going to give a brief summary of the super awesome homily my priest, Fr. Chuck, gave this past Sunday.

My home parish priest was a Nebraska farm boy, so he knows quite a bit about sheep, and he’s a priest so obviously he knows a lot about the theology behind this Gospel. He talked about how during the time of the Jews, the sheep were kept in one common holding pen, with stone walls around it and how the Shepherds would sleep at the gate.And the sheep knew their shepherd by the sound of his voice. Don’t belive me? Look it up. Fr. Chuck also said that if a sheep falls on its back it will suffocate. So that’s why the shepherd’s staff has a hook or what we call a crozier at the end of it. Just like the staff of a pope or bishop, and hold onto that because I’m going ot come back to it . Any ways the shepherd would use the crozier to flip the sheep back over. It made me think how sometimes we suffocate in our own sin and Jesus comes and flips us back over. He flips us over because He loves us so dearly. 

Fr. Chuck described his own experience with catching sheep to be sheered and how the sheep would run, but as soon as you got ahold of them they were calm, they didn’t fight it. And then they would bring the sheep over to be sheered and it would lay their calmly. That’s where we get the saying like a lamb before its shearers.It amazes me how Jesus used this perfect analogy to describe His love for us. Sometimes in life we are scared. We do not know what lies ahead, but the good Lord scoops us up into His bosom, and carries us off to the shearers. Because amidst our thick wool, that has been blemished by sin, He sees us, and knows who we are. He calls us by name, we recognize His voice and we know we are His. He sheers away the wool and the rubbish we have dragged, and looks upon us with tender love and compassion. Then he releases us back into the flock of the faithful community, the Church. 

At the gate post He sleeps and He will lay down His life again and again for the salvation of His flock. Which brings me back to the crozier on the staff of the Pope and Bishops. These are the shepherds He has called to care for His flock. It says it very clearly in the Gospel. Remember? Jesus came to his disciple Peter, His “rock” on which He wanted to build His Church, and tells him tend my Sheep. This role was passed down through apostolic succession and rests in the hands of the Bishops and Pope who have authority of the priests who work as one to protect the flock, and nurture and cleanse them with scripture and the sacraments. They are the ones who sleep at the gate. They are the front of the line! That is why it is so important to pray for them. The devil can climb over the gate and try to steal a few, but he knows he can have the whole flock if he takes down the shepherds. That is why are priests are under constant spiritual battle. I think even more so during times like these, so please keep them in your prayers, and thank God for their beautiful sacrifice. And to all my priest Friends who read this , THANK YOU for all that you do, you have served as a spiritual Father to me and impacted my life and others in countless ways.You are always in my prayers and I mean that sincerely!

Back to the sheep though. Another common practice that was used for run away sheep was to break their legs, and carry them over your shoulders. This seems cruel, but it was what was best for the sheep. A run away sheep is a dead sheep. I firmly belive Jesus does this to us as well. I experienced this in my own conversion, and even though it was hard, and painful, the Good Shepherd carried me. I was the run away, and he broke my legs and carried me intimately close to Him. He did not act out of rage or anger, but rather out of a deep unsurpassable heart of compassion. I think people often overlook or under appreciate Jesus’s words when He describes us as His flock, and uses this analogy to describe a beyond awesome relationship. Seriously, think about it, Jesus was the son of a carpenter, He never tended sheep in His life. But His knowledge of shepherding runs deep, and his understanding of the exact words we truly need to hear, even today, illustrate fully that Jesus is Lord. The one true Messiah, the all knowing, powerful God. The One who has beckoned our hearts. The One whom we should be following whole heartedly. The One who laid down His life for His flock, so that they could have everlasting life. He deserves all of our love, praise and worship. 

Yet so often we fall short of that, we stray away. We think “I’m just one in a billion sheep”. But to Him you are so much more. When you stray He knows it, when you cry out amongst the crowd He hears it, when you have blemishes He cleanses you, when you’re broken He heals, and if you’re pride is too big He will break it, for nothing shall separate us from the love of the Father. He is the Good Shepherd. He knows it all, sees over all and endures every pain. He knows that when they strike the shepherd the flock will scatter. His flock scattered in His darkest hour, and scattered when Luther nailed the 95 thesis to His door, and when bombs were dropped, scandals were revealed, and when air planes crashed through towers, and when a virus shut down the whole world. The sheep scattered. They ran into places of refuge, they cried, they mourned, and Jesus came to them, even with doors locked. He came into their midst and He said “Peace be with You” (John 20:19). The sheep rejoiced at the sound of His voice. For sheep have no home, they are home in the presence of their shepherd. So they rejoice because they know they are home, and that they are going to be okay. They thought everything was lost when they lost their shepherd, but He rose up from the grave, and conquered death for the salvation of His people. And they do not worry about the future, not all, because their one simple task is to follow and to trust that He is indeed the Good Shepherd.

“The Lord is my shepherd there is nothing I shall want”

So be at peace my sweet beloved child. The World may have broken your heart, but they have crucified me. And remember you do not belong to the world, you belong to me. If you thirst for running waters, I will lead you there. If you long for greener pastures, I will lead you there. The earth under your feet has no hold on you and nothing that sprouts up from it shall have govern over you. For indeed you shall see greener pastures, and water that looks pure. But sheep do not follow the world, they follow the shepherd because he knows what is good for them. Wise are the sheep who do not follow other sheep, but rather the shepherd himself, for these sheep will not be scattered. 

Do not forget how deeply He loves you. Not because of what you do, but because of who you are. He looks upon you with great delight, and takes notice to your every move. Even though you may feel broken right now or lost, He is with you. And if you are feeling extra broken, He’s carrying you through. Find rest upon His shoulders, and let your heart be consoled by the sound of His heart beating only inches from yours. And if you’re feeling like a failure in the eyes of the world, remember He never asked for anything more, than to be His sheep.

Much love to you all, let the Holy Spirit rest upon you and your household

~Mikayla

Half-Hearted Lover


Just typing that title gave my heart an uncomfortable squeeze. This topic had been on my mind for a while and I have honestly avoided it because it triggers this feeling of agony, and I don’t like it. But for Christ I will suffer with Him. So this week I just want to talk about the battle against relativism.Just to pre-warn you it’s hard to talk about it in a deep heart felt poetic way, but it’s still important. I feel like I need to just be straightforward with this topic, so I apologize if it’s not entertaining.

 Relativism is the idea that you can have your truth and I can have mine, it’s the false belief that there is no such thing as absolute truth. Which to be honest is complete heresy in the eyes of the Church. I repeat heresy!! It literally says in scripture that if we are look warm, God will spit us right out of His mouth.There is huge spiritual battle going on, a battle for souls and here are all these relativist standing in the middle being of no help to no one!!! What do people not understand. You are going to die and as Fulton Sheen puts it you are going to hear the words “Mine” and before your face you are either going to see Christ or Satan.Your choice, unless you let the world chose for you. (And to clarify purgatory is not for relativist either, that place is for saints in need of extra purification). 

Relativist are the ones who have heard truth over and over and its just never clicked. And it breaks my heart because how can you look at Jesus and say that you love Him yet not acknowledge that He is the way, the TRUTH, and the life. Nothing hurts my heart more than when I hear people say “I am personally pro life, but I am politically pro-choice.” Excuse me, but that’s like saying in front of Jesus I am christian, but everywhere else I am not. First off Jesus is always watching, second of all the whole point of being pro life is to chose life always!! You can not be both. The reason I bring up abortion is because I believe its the greatest sin against, and it highlights just how half hearted some people are. As I mentioned in my earlier blog “Too busy to Care,” if we do not wake up and recognize the sanctity of life we will stop seeing the image of God that every human is created in. When we stop seeing a particular group as not human and not sacred bad ungodly things happen. God’s rules are not arbitrary, they do not only apply inside the walls of the chapel they apply all the time. Abortion takes the life of the most innocent and most invisible human life on the planet, but satan won’t have it that easy and if you have blood on your hands as a by stander I’m warning you. Now I myself in highschool was a bit relativistic about abortion, but now that I have come to know Christ, I know it is 100% wrong. Abortion is dehumanizing, and we think as long as its not happening to our friends it’s fine, but it’s not. Also reality check there’s a very high chance that someone you know and love has been affected by abortion, but because its such a hush hush topic it’s never been brought up. Break the silence people. We wonder why 60-70% of abortions are done on women who identify as christian. Around 30% specifically Catholic. Relativistic ideas cause confusion and doubt, and builds a culture that says take the easy way out. Relativism says do whatever will make you happy and just try not to be a burden. That’s why so many of us have just become luke warm. We want to be accepted and loved by the people, but we do not look at the cost.It’s literally costing human life, and people are standing there doing nothing about it!

It reminds me of Luke 14 sayings on discipleship. There was large crowds following behind Him, and He turned to them with His loving gaze sensing their partedness, and basically said if you are not willing to risk it all to follow me you cannot be my disciple. If you think you can build up the Kingdom of God on Earth half heartedly, I’m sorry it’s not going to work (especially if you are going to reject the very corner stone). If you are gonna go into battle with only half the number of men, I’m sorry, but it’s not going to work. He loves us so deeply, He deserves are all.

I think we all know what it’s like to love someone, and watch them do things behind your back as if you weren’t watching. It hurts. But we still love them, we want what’s best for them. Jesus feels that same way only deeper. He wants you to be His disciple, He wants you by His side. But He also knows you can’t be on His team and the Devil’s. He warns us over and over, and He begs you please do not make me do it. But the axe lies at the foot of the tree now, and if the tree bares no fruit, it has to go. You all have a free will, use it, you are not a slave to Christ. But you can so easily become a slave to the devil, but Jesus has come to break your chains. Are you going to run free or just stand there? 

I know most of you who read this are not relativist, but I encourage you to pray for those who are. Also abortion is probably the biggest issue when it comes to relativism, but the wounds run a lot deeper then abortion alone. Relativist are in such grave danger, and it’s heartbreaking because Jesus loves them so much, and He thirsts so deeply for them. Oh how He grieves for them, but we console His heart greatly when we pray for souls such as these. Also I wrote this on St. Catherine of Siena’s feast day so maybe this is a little message of her that our faith does not stop at politics. She served a good example of that. Sure church and state are separated, but that does not mean man and his faith should be. So I pray that we all reflect on what we are allowing to govern our life? Where are we falling into relativistic ways? Are we doing our will or God’s will?

God loves you, praying for you all!

“Any country that accepts abortion, is not teaching its people to love, but to use any violence to get what it wants.”

Mother Teresa of Calcutta

“It is a poverty to decide that a child must die so that you may live as you wish.” 

Mother Teresa of Calcutta

“America needs no words from me to see how your decision in Roe v. Wade has deformed a great nation. The so-called right to abortion has pitted mothers against their children and women against men. It has sown violence and discord at the heart of the most intimate human relationships. It has aggravated the derogation of the father’s role in an increasingly fatherless society. It has portrayed the greatest of gifts — a child — as a competitor, an intrusion, and an inconvenience. It has nominally accorded mothers unfettered dominion over the independent lives of their physically dependent sons and daughters” And, in granting this unconscionable power, it has exposed many women to unjust and selfish demands from their husbands or other sexual partners. Human rights are not a privilege conferred by government. They are every human being’s entitlement by virtue of his humanity. The right to life does not depend, and must not be declared to be contingent, on the pleasure of anyone else, not even a parent or a sovereign.” 

Mother Teresa of Calcutta