This is it. Parliament will be reading for the last time the Marriage (Definition of Marriage) Amendment Bill tomorrow. We New Zealanders who oppose this bill should really cry out in defiance.
As a Catholic, it is against our faith to allow such to held in church. Marriage should only involve one man and one woman and God only blesses such kind of union. We should not be forced to accept and permit such in our churches by merely man’s law, should this bill get enacted.
Read more about this in Same-sex “marriage” and the threat to religious freedom.
It’s quite sad that our politicians have ignored thousands of our submissions, ignored calls for a referendum on this massive cultural change. As ProtectMarriage.org.nz aptly states, these politicians “have demanded their right for a conscience vote, yet have voted to ignore the consciences of celebrants, registrars, churches hosting weddings, and others in the wedding industry. They are ramming this bill through without giving it the due consideration and debate it deserves.”
These MPs of ours, however, cannot ignore us at the ballot box. So make a stand, make a marriage pledge, so you can be heard:
• Not use your electorate vote to vote for an electorate MP who supports changing the definition of marriage; and
• Not use your party vote to vote for a political party whose party leader supports changing the definition of marriage.
For Pope Francis I, a lot, choosing a saint that embodies love of the poor.
Love for him overflows from the Church, especially upon hearing him speak, seeing him smile. At the press conference held in the video above, even non-believers would not be able to help admiring him, having a soft heart for him.
I blame Gene Kelly. It’s all his fault. Really. Him and his dimples and awesome dancing steps. And yes, his singing in the rain.
I was a young child when I first watched his movie, “Singing in the Rain”, and it was then that I fell in love with singing, dancing, and yes, the rain. I vividly remember taking baths in the rain even when I was already a tween, loving the rain drops that fell hard on my head. In high school, I even choreographed a dance number on the movie’s theme song as a requirement for P.E. Black umbrellas and all. We got a 96 as grade, as I recall. When I was already in the university, I walked under the rain so many times and went home drenched. My mom would give me one look and ask with resignation, “You walked in the rain again?”
When my husband alerted us right before he left for work that smoke has come out from the Vatican, signalling that a new pope has been elected, I couldn’t wait to get online myself. I did, however, have to patiently get the kids ready for school and give them hugs and kisses, wish them a good day — hubby included. As soon as they left, I opened my Mac and logged on Twitter, which knew would give me faster updates than Facebook would.
True enough, I found The Guardian‘s live streaming coverage of the Vatican. I watched, waited, and prayed. And cried. I was overwhelmed with joy and awe at God’s love for us by allowing the Conclave to elect a pope so quickly.
Soon enough, it was announced that Cardinal Jorge Mario Bergoglio of Buenos Aires was elected as the new pontiff and has taken the name Pope Francis I.
Despite being saddened by the resignation of Pope Benedict XVI, we in the Catholic Church has not only accepted such, but deem it an act of humility and selflessness on his part.
Each one of 115 cardinals are eligible to elect a new pope and are expected to vote during the conclave. At least a two-thirds majority, or 77 votes would be considered a ruling.
In preparation and anticipation, a brilliantly executed mock conclave was recently enacted by the St Louis Catholic School in Virginia, U.S.A., complete with red birretas. All the young men who partcipated were apparently part of the corps of altar servers.
On another note, my sister-in-law just shared with me earlier the Pope Alarm, wherein you can sign up to be notified as soon as a new pope has been elected. It’s so cool that I quickly signed up, followed it on Twitter, and decided to blog about it. =)
Are you joining the Papal Watch? Are you, by chance, rooting for any cardinal in particular? Do you think a new pope will be elected within next week?
What can I do besides frequently ask how is, send some monetary support, and worry my head off? I pray. I pray the Holy Rosary to ask for the Blessed Mother’s intercession. I pray to God and ask him to heal my dad.
I found out early this morning that my father’s cough has turned into pneumonia and that he was admitted into the hospital last night. With New Zealand 5 hours ahead of the Philippines, communication with him and my brothers has been a challenge.
Ever had one of those days that things just don’t work your way?
For me, it started last night, when my 9-year-old daughter got a bad tummy ache and started vomiting and kept on vomiting. She fell asleep around 10:30pm in my arms and my husband and I decided that if she sleeps through the night, that was that and all the bad stuff must have already gone out. Just when I was about to go to bed at 11:30pm, she got up and ran to the toilet to puke (again). Since our son was already in bed, my husband was the only one who went to the E.R. with her. I could’t sleep at first and wanted to wait up, to make sure she was all right. But at 1am, my eyes were dropping and after a couple of text exchanges with hubby (who insisted I go to bed already after assuring me that all was well — the doctor suspected the shrimps she ate for lunch), I fell asleep.
And today? Things have been off since this morning.
Well, traditional doctrine of Christian spirituality states that such is part of repentance and is some form of penance. That not doing so would render the Christian unlikely to remain on the narrow path and be saved (Jer. 18:11, 25:5; Ez. 18:30, 33:11-15; Joel 2:12; Mt. 3:2; Mt. 4:17; Acts 2:38). Jesus himself said that his disciples would fast once he had departed (Lk. 5:35).
To ensure that its faithful will do something, as required by divine law, the Catholic Church, specified certain forms of penance; while making it easy to meet the obligation. Thus, the 1983 Code of Canon Law specifies the obligations.
Abstinence – a Catholic 14 years of age until death is required to abstain from eating meat on Fridays in honor of the Passion of Jesus on Good Friday. By meat, it is meant the flesh and organs of mammals and fowl. The Vatican has, nonetheless, specified the exemption of eggs, milk products of milk, and condiments made of animal fat.