Originally posted on May 16, 2011
Francisco and Jacinta Marto were two of the three children of Fatima that Our Lady appeared to several times in 1917. Jacinta Marto was the youngest of the two siblings and she died at age nine, shortly before her tenth birthday. Before her death, Jacinta spoke words of such a prophetic tone, full of wisdom and supernatural illumination that the person who wrote down these words, Mother Maria da Purificaçao Godinho, was awestruck. Jacinta’s last words in these conversations with Mother Godinho were full of spiritual instruction and prophecies which are still being fulfilled.
Below are the last words of Jacinta Marto which are separated, according to topics. I’ve put all of her words in bold font.
Jacinta Marto – Last Words on Priests and Rulers
The following words of Jacinta Marto are specifically directed toward priests:
“My godmother, pray much for sinners! Pray much for priests! Pray much for religious! Priests should only … [Read More...]
Technical Changes to Website
Over the last several days I’d been making some technical changes to this website which has had a slight but temporary impact on the posts and comments. You may have seen the latest post appear twice, and you may have seen a couple of comments appear then disappear then appear again. But all in all, the technical issues are now resolved and the site is running smoothly again. Thanks for your patience.
Book Recommendation
About a month ago I had to have my cat put to sleep. Anyone who is a pet owner and/or animal lover knows what kind of affect this can have on a person, especially someone who views their pets as members of the family. I guess this is a good time to thank those of you who sent me emails and left comments that were uplifting and kind. I really appreciated receiving your words of consolation while I was going through a … [Read More...]
Originally posted on September 17, 2010
This is Part Three of a true story that took place on 109th Street around ten years ago when I was living in Manhattan. I posted 109th Street (Part One) a couple of days ago and yesterday I posted Part Two. I am realizing that the story is way too long to continue posting in separate parts on this blog; it won’t read well if it’s all chopped up in pieces. So I decided to cut out some parts and edit it down to the end, and this is where I left off yesterday.
By the way, my sister was funny – she was teasing me the other day, asking me what this crazy story has to do with praying the Rosary. Technically? Nothing. But it’s the path in life I took that brought me to where I am now. This story, along with many others, was just another stepping stone on
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The other day I posted this entry which is actually a repost from a three-part series I wrote back in the Fall of 2010. I’m continuing here with Part Two.
Originally posted on September 15, 2010
For those of you who haven’t yet read 109th Street, this is Part Two:
I wondered how my hot shot project manager boyfriend from the hot shot construction company could even allow us to live under conditions such as these. But I said nothing. I just took a lot of mental notes, not the least of which was the fact that Frankie’s boss, Vito, had, out of the goodness of his heart, allowed Frankie to move in to this rat hole, charging him half of the rent that he claimed he could’ve gotten from anyone else. I supposed that Frankie had wanted me to believe this was some kind of generous gesture on Vito’s part. Though he never said words to that effect, … [Read More...]
Lately I’ve been attempting to create a resume that best reflects my skills and talents, highlighting the most important aspects of my employment history dating back to the early 1990s. I thought the task would be a breeze, but I’ve been finding out otherwise. I seem to be caught between the job titles of Public Relations, Sales, and Writer and can’t quite figure out how to present myself in a way that will enable me to be marketable in a variety of fields.
I’ve been thinking back on the last two decades of my life, realizing that the stuff that has made up my life – and in the most veritable sense, I might add – isn’t exactly *resume material*, and certainly does not in any way represent the professional profile of a desirable job candidate in today’s world. In fact, as the memories pop to life from some dark, abandoned corner of my mind, I find myself all too … [Read More...]
The other day I received an email from a woman asking for guidance with regard to her sister and an adverse situation she’s been dealing with. I have posted her prayer request in the form of our email conversation below. Please keep this person in your prayers. Also, please visit the category on the sidebar titled Prayer Requests if you’d like to read the previous posts on this topic. And be sure to let me know if I accidentally neglected to include your request and I will certainly include it in next week’s post. Thank you for your prayers and for sharing your time.
Prayer Request:
Hi, I came across your site today, and was hoping you might be able to help me. I am the third in a family of 5 girls and my sister (#4) has been suffering from sexual trauma, diagnosed bi-polar (but presents as borderline) an addict and I think she may be suffering from demonic oppression, … [Read More...]
The Magnificat – also known as the Song of Mary or the Canticle of Mary – is one of the eight most ancient Christian hymns and possibly the earliest Marian hymn. The canticle’s text is taken directly from the Gospel of Luke (Luke 1:46-55) where the Virgin Mary goes to visit her cousin Elizabeth who is pregnant with the future John the Baptist. After Mary greets Elizabeth, the child moves within Elizabeth’s womb. Elizabeth praises Mary for her faith, and Mary in turn responds with what is now known as the Magnificat. (This scenario is also known as the Visitation, one of the five Joyful Mysteries of the Rosary.)
Here is the Magnificat, in both English and Latin. I have also included the hymn in this post below.
The Magnificat
My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord, my spirit rejoices in God my Savior, for He has looked with favor on His lowly servant.
From this … [Read More...]
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Hello, my name is Margo. When I was 23 years old and working as a part-time nanny in New York City I had the pleasure of caring for a little 5-year-old boy named Alexander. One day I had been overcome with sadness and in a weak moment, I found myself confiding to this little boy about a friend I couldn't find because he was lost. Alexander, quickly responded without missing a beat, “Follow a trail!” [