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     I been thinking a lot about America and the decline of Christian values and morals over the last 40 years or so.

     If I had been in a coma for the last 40 years and suddenly woke up I might think I did not live in America anymore. Abortion, assisted suicide, euthanasia, embryonic stem cell, cloning, In Vitro Fertilization, redefining marriage, same sex marriage, trans-gender bathroom issues, widespread violence in our families, schools, cities and streets, etc. The list goes on and on.

     What are we Christians going to do to combat this culture of death we now live in? I just attended along with about 2700 to 3000 people a Christian rally at the State Capitol in Helena this week. It was sponsored by Billy Graham's son Franklin Graham called: Decision American Tour 2016.

America is at a crossroads, and I believe we should take every opportunity to stand up for the things of God and His Word.” –Franklin Graham.

     It was very inspiring to see so many Christians gathered together to pray and to take a stand. He encouraged us to study the issues of what each candidate stands for, pray, and most importantly vote. He encouraged us especially on the State and local level to study the issues and get behind the candidates that best represent our Christian values.

     He also stated to pray, fast, and repent for our own personal sins and those of our country. He stated that in past elections there were so many Christians that did not vote. When I stand before God someday, I believe I am going to have to answer why I did not stand up and defend our Christian faith.

     A small group of us gathered together recently and were sharing the Scripture readings for Sunday Mass, August 14. The one that spoke to my heart was Jeremiah 38: 4-6, 6-10. Take a few moments to read these verses.

     I compared Jeremiah with America. Jeremiah the prophet was called by God to speak the truth whether it was popular or not. He wasn't concerned about being politically correct but about being obedient to God. In past years America had high moral standards and values. We lived and spoke the truth. Now it seems it is not safe or politically correct to speak up against the things that are not of God.

     What did they do to Jeremiah to shut him up? They threw him into a cistern with no water or food only mud. He sank into the mud. Left there to die. The evil one is trying to get America thrown into the cistern and sink in the mud of sin. It is happening before our eyes.

     The evil one wants to silence the Christians by insisting that they keep their morals, values, and faith inside their places of worship. Its not too late for America. If we turn from our sins, pray, fast and speak out, we can begin to climb out of the mud that has blinded our eyes.

     When all seemed lost for Jeremiah, the king ordered three men to draw the prophet out of the cistern. It takes each Christian to do their part: repent, fast, pray, and take action. Not all of us are called to run for a political office but we can encourage Christians that are called to political office and support them. But we are called to stand up for the truth.

     We have the Holy Spirit that lives within us to give us the words to speak when necessary. Let us continue to gather together in prayer and begin to get America out of the mud hole one soul at a time.

For He will give His angels charge concerning you, to guard you in all your ways. Psalm 91: 11

     A number of years ago my mother was going through chemotherapy treatment for lung cancer. The closest cancer medical treatment center was 120 miles from our home in Cut Bank. It required that mom and I travel the 120 miles every three weeks for her treatments. We were able to stay in a place where they provided a small apartment for cancer patients and their caregivers.

     On one of the trips back home, on a secondary highway, my car began to lose power and the engine started to bang and make all kinds of noise which indicated that the car was about to die on the spot. My mom was tired and not feeling well and I knew it would not be good for her if we were stalled on the side of the road.

     I began to pray asking the holy angels to come to our assistance and to fix and hold the car engine together until we arrived home. We chugged along about a mile or two and it seemed like all of a sudden the engine started to smooth out, gain power, and ran smoothly all the way home. We were thanking God for sending us angels to assist us.

     The next day, I brought my car into the mechanic shop to have it checked out. To my pleasant surprise the mechanic could not find a single issue with the engine. That day we had angel mechanics fix my car better than it was before.

Let us Pray: I thank you Father for sending us your heavenly angels to come to our assistance each day. Let me always remember to call upon God for help in all my coming and goings.

The angel of the Lord encamps around those who fear Him, and rescues them. Psalm: 35:7

Blessed Mother Teresa of Calcutta said, "If people spent an hour a week in Eucharistic adoration, abortion would be ended."

What is Eucharistic Adoration?

     "Understood simply, Eucharistic Adoration is adoring or honoring the Eucharistic Presence of Christ. In a deeper sense, it involves “the contemplation of the Mystery of Christ truly present before us.” By worshiping the Eucharistic Jesus, we become what God wants us to be. Like a magnet, the Lord draws us to Himself and gently transforms us." -Jesus waits for us in this Sacrament of Love.

     There is no set rule on how to spend your time before the Blessed Sacrament. Just suit up and show up. Jesus is ready to pour out his mercy and grace as you open your heart to Him.

      As the world becomes darker and darker, we need the Light of Christ to penetrate the effects of sin in our midst. Jesus is calling each of us to spend time before him in quiet contemplation to be renewed, refreshed, transformed and to make reparation of our sins and the sins of the world.

     Our world is so filled with noise and distractions. It is no wonder that it is difficult for us to quiet ourselves enough to pray and to listen for that small still voice of God.

     When I go before Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament it takes me at least 15 minutes to quiet my thoughts enough to begin to pray. When I pray before Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament, I usually begin by praying the Rosary or the Divine Mercy Chaplet. These merciful spirit-filled prayers always quiets my mind and begins to bring me into the presence of the Holy Spirit. I whisper quietly, “Come Holy Spirit fill me with the fire of you love. Come into my heart anew at this moment.”

     When my mind is calm, I can begin to listen to my Eucharistic Lord and King. Sometimes the Lord directs me to a Scripture verse or other spiritual writings. I like to write in my journal as this is one of the ways the Lord talks to me.

      It is difficult for me just to be still and quiet before the Blessed Sacrament. But I know Jesus has called me to be 'Mary and sit at his feet.' But it is during this quiet time of adoration and contemplation before my Eucharistic Lord that I get filled with his peace, joy and wisdom to go forth and share Jesus' love with others. When I seek this quiet time before my Eucharistic Lord my day goes so much better. When I skip this quiet time, I get stressed, anxious, and worried.

      I am attempting to discipline myself to spend more time before the Blessed Sacrament and as the saying goes, I am a work in process. There is so much more to be shared about the benefits of Eucharistic adoration. Let us turn to the Saints and other holy souls for their words of wisdom:

  • In order to convert America and save the World what we need is for every parish to come before Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament in Holy Hours of Prayer.-Blessed Mother Teresa of Calcutta.

  • All the angels of heaven gaze in ecstasy at the image left on your soul after each hour you make in the presence of Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament.-Excerpt from 'Letters To a Brother Priest.'

  • Every Holy Hour we make so pleases the Heart of Jesus that it is recorded in Heaven and retold for all eternity. -Blessed Mother Teresa of Calcutta. 

  • Perpetual Adoration extends its influence far beyond the individual adorers, touching their homes, and families and reaching out to the parish community and beyond.-Pope Paul VI. 

  • Our Lord hears our prayers anywhere, but He has revealed to His servants that those who visit Him in the Eucharist will obtain a more abundant measure of grace. -Saint Alphonsus Ligouri. 

  • The future belong to those who worship God in silence. -Saint Pope John Paul II.

  • The Eucharist bathes the tormented soul in light and love. Then the soul appreciates these words, 'Come all you who are sick, I will restore your health.' -Saint Bernadette Soubirous. 

  • The Holy Hour becomes like an oxygen tank to revive the breath of the Holy Spirit in the midst of the foul and fetid atmosphere of the world.- Archbishop Fulton Sheen.

  • A Holy Hour of Eucharistic Adoration is the best way to grow spiritually (outside of Mass)- Pope Paul VI.

  • Do you realize that Jesus is in the Blessed Sacrament expressly for you, for you alone? He burns with a desire to come into your heart.-Saint Therese of Lisieux.

  • Let us take time, in the course of the week, in passing, to go in and spend a moment with the Lord who is so near. -Pope Benedict XVI.

  • The spiritual lives of our families are strengthened through our Holy Hour.- Saint Pope John Paul II. 

  • What I really prefer is adoration in the evening, even when I get distracted and think of other things, or even fall asleep praying. In the evening then, between seven and eight o'clock, I stay in front of the Blessed Sacrament for an hour in adoration. If we are to know the Lord, we must go to Him. Listen to Him in silence before the Tabernacle and approach Him in the Sacraments.- Pope Francis.

  • You can come to me (in Eucharistic Adoration) at any moment, at any time; I want to speak to you and I desire to grant you grace!-Jesus to Saint Faustina.

  • A Holy Hour of prayer before the Blessed Sacrament is so important to Jesus that a multitude of souls go to Heaven who other wise would have gone to hell.-Jesus revelation to Blessed Dina Belange.

  • Do you want the Lord to give you many graces? Visit Him often. Do you want Him to give you few graces? Visit Him rarely. Do you want the devil to attack you? Visit Jesus rarely in the Blessed Sacrament. Do you want the devil to flee from you? Visit Jesus often. -Saint John Bosco. 

  • I strongly recommend that each of us make a resolution, no matter what the decision will cost us, to make a holy hour before the Blessed Sacrament....once a week. -Father John Hardon. 

  • A Holy Hour of adoration before the Most Blessed Sacrament opens up the floodgates of God's merciful Love upon the world. Blessed Mother Teresa of Calcutta.

      Is Jesus speaking to your heart? --“I thirst, I thirst for souls. I desire for you to come to Me. I am your Eucharistic King. I thirst for souls. I wait for you in the silence. I ask you to come into My Eucharistic Presence now, I am here. I am waiting to fill you anew with My mercies of love. I desire to make you whole. You are My Eucharistic children. Come enter into My heart. I make everything new. I give you all that you need. Come! I love you My little one. I remain in the silence of the tabernacle. I wait for you to come to Me so I can fill you anew with My peace.” Prophecy given at a Holy Spirit Conference in Helena.

     Even if you can only spend a few moments before Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament, these moments are grace-filled and healing. Start little and watch how God multiples your time. You will be come a contemplative in action like Jesus.

Psalm 1-- Happy are those who do not follow the advice of the wicked, or take the path that sinners tread, or sit in the seat of scoffers; but their delight is in the law of the Lord and on his law they meditate day and night....They are like trees planted by streams of water, which yield their fruit in its season, and their leaves do not wither. In all they do, they prosper.

   My Lord and my God I desire with all my heart not to follow the path that sinners tread or sit in the seat of scoffers. I am a sinner in need of your mercy. Lord I know your mercy is new every morning for me.

   Jesus son of the Living God have mercy on me a sinner. Lord I ask that you write your law on my heart so that I desire to meditate on your law day and night. Meditating on your law is my safeguard against the Evil One.

   Even though temptation will come like a thief in the middle of the night, I know Lord that you watch over me and protect me from my own inclinations to sin.

  I desire my King and my God to be like a tree planted by streams of water, which yield fruit in its seasons.

Let us Pray: Help me Lord to run to you and embrace your mercy each moment of each day. Jesus I trust in you.


   It is pouring down rain today, which brings me back to a time and place of delightful memories of our German shepherd dog. It was inevitable that we gave her the legendary name of Bambi.  

   Our family adopted her at the tender, young age of four months. The first time I met her, she reminded me of a delightful little fawn. She had the warmest, brown eyes, which could melt even the hardest heart. She had long, pointed ears that seemed to be over sized compared to her little head. When I watched her playing in the yard, all I could see were ears, eyes, and legs.

   Like all puppies, she was full of energy, inquisitiveness, and wonder. Our boys remarked excitedly that she looked just like the young deer, Bambi, in the movie they had recently watched. Quite naturally the name Bambi fit her personality perfectly.

   Along with her unique personality and mannerism, Bambi also inherited all the fine, physical characteristics of the German shepherd breed. She was strong, yet gentle and shy. She was a handful at times. But we were a young family with two growing, energetic boys, so she fit right in with our life style. Bambi loved the boys. She’d wrestle, romp and play with them until all three were completely exhausted.

   When Bambi was almost two years old and considered a full grown, mature dog, she became quite protective of us. She watched religiously over the boys. If a stranger entered our yard, she’d glare at the intruder with piercing, determined eyes and lowly growl. The stranger sensed not to proceed any further.

   On one occasion I had called a repairman to come to our home to fix our refrigerator. I was at work and the boys were home with the babysitter. I informed the repairman by phone we had a dog, but it would be safe to enter the house, as the babysitter would be there to meet him.

   The repairman entered our yard and proceeded to go to the door and attempted to enter our home. Bambi growled and glared at this intruder while she diligently guarded the door. The frightened man froze in his tracks. He didn’t know whether or not to stand still, retreat or scream for help. Finally the babysitter and boys returned from their walk. They rescued the poor, frightened fellow from our guard dog. They reassured Bambi, that it was okay to allow the man to enter our home. But even while the repairman was fixing our refrigerator, Bambi kept a constant, watchful eye on him. This man was very glad to finish repairing the appliance and get away from this beast.

   Even though Bambi had this protective instinct, she never bit anyone. Nevertheless, she did manage to frighten away many welcome and unwelcome guests.

   However, there was a side to her personality that didn’t match her bravery. She was so terrified of thunder and lightening, she’d immediately turned into a frightened, timid pup. On any given summer day when the sun disappeared behind the clouds, Bambi would race to the door and demand persistently to be let in the house.

   One time, Bambi was so relentless she literally ripped a whole in our screen door, and came galloping into the house. She seemed to have this built-in sense that told her it was going to rain. She was usually correct in her predictions because in a short while it would be raining, thundering and lightening.

   During the impending storms, Bambi still didn’t feel safe enough just being inside the house, lying on her designated rug. The only place she felt safe was in our bathtub, curled up all snug, safe and sound. When the boys found her there, they knew without a doubt it would be raining soon.

   Time and time again with great difficulty, we tried to remove our terrified, large dog from the tub. Finally we surrendered to the realization this was impossible. As a result of this unattainable task, we freely allowed Bambi to find refuge from all the loud, summer storms in our tub.

   We came to the conclusion our bathtub was a small, confined area which also muffled some of the noise from the thunder. She instinctively felt safe there. After all who were we to question her natural ability to seek a place of safety from danger?

   At times it was little embarrassing. Like the day one of our neighbors stopped by to visit during one of the thunderstorms. Upon discovering a full grown dog in our tub, she did think this was a bit peculiar. But to the rest of us, it was perfectly normal and acceptable. Of course, after each and every storm, Bambi would once again become the brave and protective companion we grew to love and respect.

   As Bambi matured in years, she was unable to jump in our bathtub, but this didn’t prevent her from finding another safe refuge. Of all places, she discovered our walk-in shower as a secure shelter during the cloudbursts.

   Bambi was quite a dog. She brought so much enjoyment into our lives over the years. She is no longer with us, but her wonderful memories remain to brighten rainy days. Today, there is a little more sunshine and laughter in my heart, as I remember our weather forecaster, curled up in the bathtub.


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15.05 | 07:49


14.05 | 10:08

Thank you, Connie, for coming to our May Crowning. It is always one of my favorite days at St. Andrew.

20.04 | 19:58

Amen, Connie. Beautiful!

11.01 | 09:30

Oh Connie! How I needed to read this today. Thank you and God Bless.