Toribio Romo was born in Jalisco, Mexico in 1900. He always wanted to be a priest and was ordained when he was 22. But this was a time when religion was not only frowned upon, in Mexico, there were laws severely restricting Catholicism. The President, Plutarco Elias Calles was very hostile towards Catholicism. His anti-Catholicism fueled the Cristeros.
In order to minister to his people, Father Romo had to go underground. He celebrated Mass in factories and residences. I imagined he prayed for a lot of strength, but his fears didn't stop him.
On February 25, the government soldiers woke him up at 4:00 AM and shot him. The story of his martyrdom spread. He became the patron saint of those who watch over migrants and refugeesand border crosses
. In 2000, Pope John Paul II canonized Father Toribio Romo, along with 24 other martyrs murdered for their faith during the Cristero War.
The other day, I was talking to a friend about another friend, who is a Wiccan. My friend is into yoga and meditation and she said she was surprised that wiccans meditate, just like Christians do. We kind of ended our conversation with the realization that all religions have a lot in common.
Later on, I came across this examination of conscience on the Defend the Catholic Faith website. It's quite comprehensive. I glanced at the list of sins that broke the first commandment. I immediately recalled my conversation with my friend where we concluded that wicca is on par with Christianity. Yikes! What an idiot I am! I knew it's not; what was I thinking?
And scandal! Scandal is an attitude or behavior that leads one to evil. Hence! That's a sin against the fifth commandment. Who knew?
And "adulation!" I didn't even know what that was. That's being an accomplice in another's vices or grave sins. Ah.....
My neighborhood once was a haven for families. When my children were young gangs roamed our backyards and walked in and out of our kitchens. Literally, there was a path in the hedges between the house next door and mine. The voices of children echoed in the air. Bus stops had lines of children queuing. My children had a wonderful neighborhood to grow up in. They and I have good memories. That was then; this is now.
For a long time, I've wondered where the children went. I see plenty of young people jogging. I also see many couples, also singles, walking dogs. The thought has occurred to me that people aren't having children nowadays, but rather they're pet owners. Pets are satisfying the human need to love and nurture.
My thoughts were reinforced today by the article, "Fur Babies," in Breakpoint. John Stonestreet articulates what I've long thought. He calls it "pet parenthood," or "fur babies." Young people today opt to care…