Category: Pro-life

Pope Sixtus V’s strong words against abortion

It’s a little ridiculous having Latin in a headline blog post title, so I went with this long, nearly-never-ending title.

I’m not apologizing for that.


In 1588, we had Pope Sixtus V as our Holy Father.

In his Papal Bull, he didn’t mince words against abortion.

Though Roe v. Wade wasn’t decided in the United States until 1973, Pope Sixtus V already strongly condemned abortion.

1588 is WAY BACK. Think, Spanish Armada. In fact, it was in 1588 that the English defeated the Spanish Armada at Gravelines in the Netherlands.

There was no advanced medical technology like today. They had widespread diseases from spoiled food and lack of hygiene. What do you expect?

Who will not abhor the cruelty and unrestrained debauchery of impious men who have arrived into such a state of mind that they procure poisons in order to extinguish the conceived fetuses within the viscera, and pour them out, trying to provoke by a nefarious crime a violent and untimely death and killing of their progeny. Finally, who will not condemn to a most grave punishment the crimes of those who with poisons, potions and evil actions …sterilize women or impede that they conceive or give birth by pernicious medicines and drugs?”

Cruelty, unrestrained debauchery, extinguish the conceived fetuses, violent and untimely death, killing…

It’s clear how Pope Sixtus V thought about this. He was well-known for his pro-life stance, pro-marriage stance, pro-family stance. He was my kind of Pope on those issues.

He also managed many changes in the organization at the Vatican… he also had a revised version of the Vulgate published … and he wasn’t a big fan of the Jesuits. That’s all for another post.

In Effraenatam, Pope Sixtus V wrote:

In the Narrowness of the uterus the hand of god is always at work … Creator of both body and soul and who molded, made and wanted this child and meanwhile the goodness of the Potter, that is of god, is impiously and overly despised by these people (who assist or get abortions).”

He wanted these children. He wanted them to live. He wanted them to bring something to the world, to their parents, to the doctors. He wanted them for something. It doesn’t matter what, God’s plan is above our comprehension. My eyes tear up like crazy when I think about all the babies missing from this world.

It is no small and trivial gift of God to give children in order to propagate mankind. It is a Divine gift.”

A divine gift. Oh, God, please don’t revoke your gifts to us because of our ignorance.

Oh, God, please forgive us for our sins.


Besides we want that the monstrous gravity of these brutal, cruel, ferocious and inhuman crimes be punished not only in temporal sanctions, but also by spiritual censures and for this reason we decree that all persons of whatever state, degree, order or condition … who as principal parties or accomplices in order to commit aforementioned crimes have helped, counseled, shown favor or knowingly given potions and/or whatever kind of medicine … automatically excommunicated by us.”

Automatically excommunicated.

Can’t get much simpler than that. Automatically. Excommunicated.

I’m not going to dwell on that. If you someone ended up on this blog and you’ve somehow been… involved in an abortion in anyway, please go see a priest. There is forgiveness.

There is hope if you’ve changed your mind, if you are really truly sorry for what happened. Just, please, please go see a priest. Go now. Call the emergency number at the nearest Catholic Church. That’s your best option.

And take the safest possible way to the church when you set up a meeting. No sense dying when you’re on your way to confession.

Please go.


This week:

Come back Friday for a special edition (they’re all special) Quick Takes where I try to keep my calm during the heat of the moment discussion I’ve already had this week. Yikes, it was intense.

If you’re a new follower from the feast of the Assumption of the Blessed Virgin Mary, hello! Thanks for coming by! I hope to supply you with helpful information like that throughout the liturgical year.

God bless.


Remember, Remember the 22 of January

Yesterday was a “Day of Prayer for the Legal Protection of the Unborn Children.”

The General Instruction of the Roman Missal states, “In all the dioceses of the United States of America, January 22 shall be observed as a particular day of penance for violations to the dignity of the human person committed through acts of abortion and of prayer for the full restoration of the legal guarantee of the right to life.” (No. 373)

On Monday, I was thinking about what I could do to observe this day.
I’ve always been strongly pro-life. I support Pro Life Wisconsin and have been to vigils and prayer services.
I own a Rosary for the Unborn.
But I don’t think I’ve ever fasted on the day.

The day, of course, is the anniversary of the Roe v. Wade decision.

Is fasting enough? Is prayer enough?
I think the best answer to that is yes, with faith.
We can move mountains with God.
We can change the world. We can stop abortion.
With fasting, yes. Prayer, yes. Faith, yes.

By teaching our kids, our friends, our family the truth. Have faith that these things work. They do.
God is on our side in this.

Why am I always hungrier, earlier when I fast?
It wasn’t even lunch time yet, and I was feeling hunger pains.
I ate only a small serving of veggies for breakfast (not that unusual for me, though I normally add that to eggs with some sausage or bacon).
I skipped lunch, though I did have orange lime slices in my water all day. Not that that adds much at all.
Everyone’s food smelled so good. And it normally doesn’t (I have high food standards).
Someone’s egg rolls, oh wow. A sub sandwich, please.
But no. I stuck with it.
But it’s not just enough to be hungry. I offered up my pain, my discomfort.
I’m alive. I can sacrifice and pray for change.
Those killed since the Roe decision in 1973 aren’t alive.
It’s not just the children that are hurt (killed), either. It’s the mothers and the fathers that lose a child.
I can’t imagine ever being that lost, hurt that much, so worried about my future that I could do it.
I can’t imagine the fear these women feel. I wouldn’t wish that fear, that feeling, that emotion on anyone.
It’s important to know there’s forgiveness. God forgives. Christ died for our sins.
Turn to him. He loves you.
I don’t even know what I would say to someone. Sidewalk counselors are so brave, so caring, so wonderful in giving their time, their love, their talent.
If you have that ability, don’t be afraid. Go.
I should go. I want this to be my goal this year.
I ate dinner, of course.
I hope they have delicious food in Heaven for  all the children lost. It’s so much fun to eat. I think about this a lot when I cook. Thank God for our sense of taste and smell.
I said a Rosary THIS morning 😦
I “couldn’t” (read: didn’t make it a priority) yesterday to do so.
But I was in Mass this morning and saying the Rosary with all my old lady friends. Wonderful to join with them for that devotion.
God bless.

What I’m reading

One thing I can’t quit doing

lately is reading. Seriously. I have a book in my hands nearly at all times. I wish I could stir bisque and read a book at the same time.

Here’s what I’m reading right now:

G.K. Chesteron – Orthodoxy

Scott Hahn – A Father who keeps His Promises

Christopher West – Theology of the Body for Beginners


Oh, and it wasn’t around for the photo but I’m also reading Philip Jenkins – The New Anti-Catholicism.

I haven’t started the TOB one yet. But I am reading the other three concurrently.

I did have notes about the Hahn book, but I don’t have them with me. But one thing I do remember is the connection between Noah’s sons offspring and the wars between Israel and other nations. Those other nations are descendents of Ham!

I don’t know why I had never connected that before. It’s startling to me, after studying Religion in school, that I didn’t know that. I should have taken a more in-depth “history of Israel” class or something. I did take an Old Testament class, but it was one semester and covered the whole thing.

So, Jews are decedents of Shem. Thus, Semite. Wow. My ignorance of this is overwhelming me.

Thank you Scott Hahn for your books. I’ve read others by him (The Lamb’s Supper, mainly) and love the way he writes.

So those books are counting toward my Year of Faith Goals.


40 Days for Life

Ended on Nov. 4. I made it without buying… coffee. I did buy hot chocolate twice. Once was on the 4th. Does that count?

The fact was, the point is, I thought about it constantly. This was a good thing for me to give up. I thought about the effects of abortion, the children killed, a lot.

You can read more about the program here, and see some of the effects here.


More photos

Don’t ask how I managed to create that. Haha.

This is what I was going for.

My coworker suggests a tripod. I agree.

With this, I thought I had a good shot looking at the LCD screen. Nope. At least you can visualize what’s going on here.

Sammy’s across the park square.

And this. Too shaky. Not enough light. It happens.


Did you create any Year of Faith Goals? How’s it  going?


God bless.

40 Days

It begins today.

(But really the fight is constant.)

I decided to give up buying any coffee/coffee type drink during the observance of 40 Days for Life.

Not because it’s ridiculously expensive either. Because it’s something I like to do a few times a week, and it’s a sacrifice I can make.

Please, add something to or remove something from your daily life in remembrance of those unborn children who have lost their lives because of selfishness or ignorance or despair. I try not to judge. I can’t imagine the pain and fear women go through when they realize they are pregnant.

Here’s a prayer from Priests for Life:

Lord God, I thank you today for the gift of my life,
And for the lives of all my brothers and sisters.
I know there is nothing that destroys more life than abortion,
Yet I rejoice that you have conquered death
by the Resurrection of Your Son.
I am ready to do my part in ending abortion.
Today I commit myself
Never to be silent,
Never to be passive,
Never to be forgetful of the unborn.
I commit myself to be active in the pro-life movement,
And never to stop defending life
Until all my brothers and sisters are protected,
And our nation once again becomes
A nation with liberty and justice
Not just for some, but for all,
Through Christ our Lord. Amen!

(Prayer link here.)

Lake photos

I’m going to post at a different size than the last photo post, hopefully this is easier.

I went down to “the lake” Monday evening. I’ve been working in a city named after the lake since July, yet it’s taken me over two months to go down there. Part of me was avoiding the summer tourists. Another (whole) part of me can’t swim so why bother?

It was beautiful. In fact, I’m already a convert and will be visiting again soon. If not today, this weekend.

The above photo: cropped, corrected color. The water is so crystal clear and clean. It was amazing.

Relaxing for sure.

And this one. Taken at the same time. I love the way the sunlight is just bleaching out all the color in this photo, making it look like an old-processed black and white film.


Cropped, increased contrast (just a tiny bit), corrected color.

This one. Ahhhh.

Can’t you see yourself here? Come on down to the lake. The water’s fine.

I just cropped this one. I tried to correct the color, but the water kept turning green or purple, which is not correct at all.

It’s a little deceiving, there is a dock immediately to the left of the crop and some boats to the right. But a picture doesn’t have to tell the whole story.

God Bless.