Thursday, 26 March 2009

Nay rights.

A report on the local television last week was about a club opening specifically catering for people with learning difficulties. The DJ was a transvestite with learning difficulties, the clientele was also predominantly people with learning difficulties (dreadful term isn't it). It was being hailed as a great way for people to express their sexuality who would normally feel excluded from other mainstream clubs.

It is reported that in Oxford from next September, girls aged 11 upwards will be able to send a text to receive the morning after pill.


It is reported that the rules governing the advertising of contraception and abortion on the television will be relaxed.


ALL this news is totally unedifying and totally against the true dignity of the human being; body and soul.

We are being encouraged to sink to "lowest common denominator" lifestyles as if these are a human right. The right to be Naff.

So what should be our response? We have to rise above this sh*te, stand up for the dignity of every human being and stand up for the Faith we profess. This does involve our public and private morality. Private; learning to examine our own conscience regularly, desiring regular confession, aiming for full obedience to the teachings of Holy Mother Church. Public; hmm, this is more than pressure groups and petitions, this is having the C of Catholic branded on our foreheads, taking the mockery and abuse that will come when we question the "right to be naff".

In an ideal world, we would all have superiors to whom we had total obedience and who would speak regularly on matters of public AND private morality (and our need for God's grace through the Sacraments), who would uphold the faith and in turn show total obedience to would make the morass that we find ourselves sinking into more likely to act as a seed of grace for the lost souls of this nation.

How far from an ideal world are we?

Sunday, 15 March 2009


Please continue to pray for my DH, he is not a well man. We made a special journey of many miles to an 8am Mass (1962 Missal). Many moons ago, DH wanted to be a priest. OK, the year before he had wanted to be a train driver, but as a 10 yr old boy and with the generous backing of some missionary fathers he entered junior seminary. Something happened there that has left its mark, but no it wasn't at the hands of any of the priests (though some of them were nasty brutes), and it was more serious than the maggots the religious sisters left in their cooking.

Suffice to say, he needs reminding every now and then of the times before junior seminary, of helping to serve the Mass like he did (pre VII), of feeling the honour of being an altar boy, of the dignity and reverence of the priesthood. DH is no mad traddie, but he loves the Lord and he loves seeing men behave with dignity, in the most dignified way they can, as priests.

Over time too many sanctuaries have become violated. The Lord's sanctuary has had its altar rails stripped away, reverence has been erroded. I can not help but see a parallel to the lack of dignity afforded to our own bodies.

When we know our bodies have been violated, in whatever way, we can not turn back the clock, but we can kneel before the Lord in His sanctuary, and His healing Grace is boundless.

Picture found using Google of the Catholic Church in Earl Park Indiana (demolished after a fire in 2000)

Ps 95: Praise and beauty are before him: holiness and majesty in his sanctuary.

Saturday, 7 March 2009

Listen to Les

Words of wisdom from the last recession. Genius!

Friday, 6 March 2009

Sorry for the unexpected pause in blogging. A series of events have conspired against me....

Swollen and very painful hands and feet (so I'm off work)and can hardly type.

I also suspect I got thyroid problems (this has been going on for years but has got worse recently), we're waiting for the barrage of blood tests to come back before we proceed any further with this, but it is a nightmare of foggy brain, intense tiredness,tinnitus, overactive metabolism and weight loss.

Also some of my husband's demons have resurfaced and are giving him a good pasting. As a wife, it is support, prayers and patience that are needed....oh and making sure the little sods don't start waving their big fat red butts in your face and becoming your demons too.

What a lent!

With God's grace, and in God's time, all will be well.