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<span style="text-align: left;"><b>Even though this was a public hospital, in the maternity unit, everyone fought fiercely for the life of every unborn child. Whether they were cognizant of the fact or not, these doctors and nurses embodied the teaching of the Church</b>.</span></div>
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<b>Pregnant with my seventh child, I was bedridden in the high-risk, neo-natal wing of the maternity ward for a week. I was waiting for a housekeeper to come run my home and help tend my six children. Although I faced six months of bed rest, that one week gave me perspective and kept me from sinking into self-pity. Two other women in my room were desperate to keep their babies in utero and finally become mothers. One of the two had suffered five miscarriages. She was stuck in a ward room for months, only going home after the birth of her baby.</b></div>
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<b>Secretly we all feared that we would lose our babies. Suddenly our fears materialized as a high-risk woman’s baby died in her womb. That poor woman had to endure an induction and labour for hours, only to push out a dead baby. The pain in that wing of the hospital was tangible. Tears ran down women’s’ faces as they grieved with their neighbour. It did not matter that none of us had even glimpsed her face. Nurses as well as patients mourned for a sister who was loosing her newborn. I became so nauseated with the awful vibes that pressed in on me that I ended up retching over the side of my bed with ice packs on my head to relieve a migraine.</b></div>
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<b>Thank God, after the delivery, they moved this mother to the maternity wing where she was given a free, private room. Nurses as well as patients sighed with relief when the nurses told us that the hospital understood the need to shelter grieving mothers from others who cuddled and nursed their new babies.</b></div>
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<b>My generous spirit petered out after a few weeks at home. My only outing was to a high-risk appointment every week. Church was even out of the question, so Michael brought home communion and the readings each Sunday. I remained in a prone position, eating while propped up on one elbow with my food cut into small pieces. The high-risk doctors let me use a regular toilet and have a quick shower every morning. In those days, we had one large, heavy T.V. in the living room, a black dial-up phone on the hall wall, no stereo system, no computer and the bedroom window was cloudy, so I could not look outside. In frustration I phoned my doctor one morning after my shower.</b></div>
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<b>“You have a huge clot, 4-cm thick, 6-cm, wide from the top of your womb where the placenta tore down your entire right side. The last time this happened at the Civic was two years ago to a woman who had four kids at home. They both almost died. We had to call the Archbishop in to explain to her that it was more of a sin to her remaining children if she foolishly died along with her unborn child.</b></div>
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<b>“Listen to me. Keep this image in your mind. Imagine that here is a gun pressed to your temple, cocked waiting only for the slightest movement to set it off. Lay in bed and do not move!”</b></div>
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<b>The hardest aspect to my forced “vacation” was letting go of control of how strange women cleaned my home, washed laundry and made meals. I endured terrible cooks and inept, lazy house cleaners but at least my kids could still lay down beside me as I read to them and helped with homework. It almost seemed orchestrated because God seemed to delight in my inactivity; He had ample time to teach me to let go, trust and to allow others to serve me.</b></div>
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<b>The end result of my confinement was a beautiful baby girl with huge black eyes and black hair that stood straight up. She is now a gentle artist/philosopher whose dark eyes still sparkle with life and joy, only one of the hundreds, why maybe thousands of young adults who owe their very existence to ordinary nurses and doctors in maternity wings who fight for the lives of the unborn.</b><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; line-height: inherit;">God has inscribed a moral code on my heart. It is hidden in my deepest self. Actually, if as an adult, I can block out my own ego and simply stop to listen, I can live a holy life. In fact Christ offers an easy way to sanctity, to loving God and each other. A spirituality that a child understands. A spirituality that St.Thérèse of Liseux understood</span><span style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: 600; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">. </span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; line-height: inherit;">Relax. Give up striving. Surrender to His love and let it saturate every cell of your body. Then simply let His love flow through you. It ends up being a long journey to embrace such a carefree lifestyle because pride and ego get in the way. It is so simple that it seems complicated to our adult, logical minds.</span></div>
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<b>“I assure <em style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-variant: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">you</em>,” He said, ‘<em style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-variant: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">unless you</em> are converted and become <em style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-variant: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">like</em> children, , <em style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-variant: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">you</em> <wbr></wbr>will never <em style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-variant: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">get into the kingdom</em> from heaven…’” Matthew 18:4</b></div>
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<b>O marvelous exchange! Man’s Creator has become man, born of the Virgin. We have been made sharers in the divinity of Christ who humbled himself to share our humanity.</b></div>
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Rebecca was not done though, “But she’s not my real mum, Mary is.”</div>
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Grace rolled her eyes, slapped her forehead with the palm of her hand and said incredulously, “Where does she get this stuff?”</div>
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Rebecca jumped right back into the discussion and chanted in a sing-song, lilting voice, “That’s right. God the Father in my heart. Baby Jesus in my heart. Holy Spirit in my heart. Mother Mary in my heart…but…I still like Mum and Dad the best!”</div>
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Grace rolled her eyes and plunked her head down on the table with a loud sigh, “Where does she get this stuff?”</div>
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I recently read a lovely book called <i>Come My Beloved: Inspiring Stories of Catholic Courtship</i>. Since it was nearing our 9th wedding anniversary, this book got me reminiscing about my own courtship with my now husband. And, because reading/hearing about how God brings a couple together always inspires and uplifts me, I thought I'd share our story in the hopes that you will share yours. ;)<br /><br />To begin this story, I have to back up a bit. As most of the people who know me, or who read this blog regularly, know that I spent a number of years discerning a religious vocation. I entered the convent after recently returning to the faith, firmly believing that I was called to religious life. Yet, there was an underlining <em>something</em>, a doubt that I suppressed. Like I said, I had only a couple years before returned to the faith and I wanted to do “something big” to show my love to the Lord. I thought it was to sacrifice family and become a religious sister.<br /><br />Over the years, the signs that my vocation was marriage and to have a family firmly showed themselves, so during Holy Week 1999 I returned home. It was a bittersweet time. I loved the sisters but knew I had to live the vocation God was calling me to. I began to pray for a spouse.<br /><br />My prayers weren’t answered until a couple of years later. I like to have a good time, but I’m no party girl. Doing the whole “club scene” or going to bars isn’t my thing. A couple of people tried to set me up but that wasn’t my thing, either. Then I started hearing stories of different couples who met online.<br /><br />I wasn’t sure if that was my thing or not, but as a birthday present to myself, in 2002 I signed up for Ave Maria Catholic Singles. After filling out my profile, and doing the search, my now husband’s profile showed up. And then again. And then again. And then again. :) Finally, I got up the courage to send him a message.<br /><br />He promptly wrote back to inform me that he was currently discerning marriage with someone else. Okay, I thought, that door is closed. But, EVERY time I went to the singles site his profile would show up as a 100% match.<br /><br />I started communicating with a couple other of people and tried to ignore Michael’s face every time he showed up. Several weeks later, I received a message from him. The relationship he was in didn’t work out and he wanted to know if we could chat. I said yes. :)<br /><br />We started emailing through Ave Maria’s messaging system. We clicked right away in our emails and I had a good feeling about him. And the funny thing, the day after Michael and I started messaging the other guys I was communicating with dropped off the face of the earth. Literally. Our communications had been friendly and going well, but they instantly stopped writing, their profiles were gone, and I never heard from them again. It was as if they never existed!<br /><br />A week after we started emailing, Michael asked if he could call me. I gave him my number and when he called we talked for over an hour. When we hung up, I said out loud, “This is the man I am going to marry.” I just knew. It was as if the Lord Himself was telling me this. Of course, I continued to pray about it, and every time I did, I had this “knowing.”<br /><br />A week later, Michael asked me out on our first date. Our first date was May 1, 2002, the feast of St. Joseph the Worker. I have a strong devotion to St. Joseph, so I took this as a good sign. So much so, I was ‘dumb’ enough to let him pick me up from my apartment instead of meeting him at the restaurant!<br /><br />What can I say? Our connection went deeper. We talked at the restaurant over two hours. Left the restaurant and we talked some more. A week later, we met each other’s parents. Six months later, on his birthday, Michael asked me to marry him.<br /><br />His proposal was so special. He didn’t take me to a restaurant or to our favorite spot to propose. He took me to church. We went to the local church which had perpetual adoration. After we were praying for a while, he whispered to me to close my eyes. “Why? I don’t want to,” I said. “Just do it,” he said. So I closed my eyes and after a few seconds he told me to open them. He had placed the ring on the top edge of the pew in front of us. When I saw it I started trembling and I looked over at him. He knelt on the kneeler and said, “In the presence of God, Carol, will you marry me?” Obviously, I said yes. We prayed for a couple of more minutes before going to share the news with our families and continue to celebrate his birthday.<br /><br />Nine months later we were married. Two years later we had Andrew. Like I said above, it hasn’t always been easy. But God has always been faithful. Both of us have grown and changed and we’ve been through some very rough times, BUT we trust in the Lord and know that the Lord has brought us together for His purpose and glory.<br />
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As today is Vocation Sunday, I feel better about the delay in posting my notes as this <b><i>is</i></b> the perfect day for the subject!<br />
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He explained that vocations to religious orders vs. a diocese differ in their defining spiritualities. Comparing them to doctors, he related cleverly that orders are like specialists - working missions or involved in education, or working with the poor. In a diocese, the work is nitty-gritty. A religious there is more like a general practitioner.<br />
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<li>respect the faith and LIVE the faith</li>
<li>be generous with time and talents with the Church</li>
<li>model the value in giving, tithing for instance</li>
<li>teach discipline and sacrifice</li>
<li>give chores and responsibilities</li>
<li>fall in love with the Mass and pray</li>
<li>teach children to be loving and pray</li>
<li>be devoted to Our Blessed Mother (Father related that praying the Rosary everyday changed his life)</li>
<li>foster a desire to learn</li>
<li>be loving to ALL, the popular and unpopular</li>
<li>be a part of the Church</li>
<li>teach good social skills</li>
<li>encourage listening</li>
<li>understand what Mother Theresa meant when she said that compassion and thoughtfulness are the beginning to great sanctity.</li>
<li>enjoy the gift of youth, don't wish childhood away</li>
<li>for boys, teach them to be deferential to women...chivalrous</li>
<li>engage in conversations about hopes and dreams but never badger or force religious life - God gives callings.</li>
<li>doing God's will is #1</li>
<li>attend discernment group formation</li>
<li>find a mentor, spiritual director</li>
<li>pray for your children daily and be a role model of faith</li>
<li>trust in God!</li>
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In taking questions from the audience, Sister related that she could recommend <b><i><a href="http://www.setonhome.org/">Seton homeschool curriculum</a></i></b> as it prepared her to be a nun. Father spoke to a mother that was concerned for her children not having as many friends as they might like or have in a bricks and mortar school. He said that those friends might not always be the best for our children. The values shared when our children <i>are </i>together with like-minded friends would strengthen them and support our parenting goals. Not friends just for the sake of friends....</div>
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At the end Father and sister both mentioned books that had been inspiring to them, agreeing on the <b>Life of St. Isaac Jogues</b>. Bible reading was, of course, mentioned and for Father the book,<br />
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The CHAPLET conference (www.Chaplet.org) was, once again, a great experience that revitalized parents in the work of trying to raise children who will love and honor their Catholic faith. Many thanks to the organizers and inspiring speakers.<br />
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Hi my name is Jacqueline, everyone who is near and dear calls me by nickname: Jackie. I am a very blessed wife and mommy with many job hats that works for Free, but barters with hugs
and kisses, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 365 days a year.<br />
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I am a homeschooling stay at home mommy to 5 Lil' Rascals for 10 years and schooling for 4 years. We also have a lil' Baby Love angel
up in Heaven above who sadly died of fetal demise in February 2008. Our extended pet family includes 2 cats Valentino and Tigger, and one cutie beagle Buster
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Before my blessed mommy years I worked and aspired in a career in marketing. For 10 years I worked as a graphic and web designer and then as a project marketing consultant and analyst for several New Jersey and New York advertising agencies as well as newspapers in the tri-state area. I use my God-given talent and background in business to help me with my homeschool and mothering ministry. For a while, in my early mommy years I thought I was totally useless to the working world, but I slowly realized with help from many of my favorite Catholic authors and bloggers that this was not the case. God is awesome and He had a very definitive purpose for my life,whether in my career or as a mother. My background in business has helped me to organize and fulfill happiness in my domestic church (aka- my home) as well to properly organize my children in homeschooling and extracurricular activities. Because of the many online mommy blogs I read, I was able to learn about this beautiful and divine ministry of mothering and get out of my slump.<br />
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My personal goal with my family blog is to chronicle my Catholic family trying to live the word of God everyday through His grace and infinite wisdom. Life is supposed to be messy, and not perfect. I hope to chronicle the good times with the bad, and also to be able to payback forward and mentor those who are just walking into the divine and heavenly trenches of mommy hood, as it was done to me early in my mommy stages. It's a beautiful ministry made from the hand of God. Our American culture is too quick in giving our mothering ministry a bad name. In time and with God's grace, we as mother's have to realize that we are not in control.<br />
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One day at a time, one thing at a time is my piece of advice to any mom in need of spiritual uplifting, and it may sound silly but always try to have God on your mind when you drink that glass of water. It's simple lil' thing I do often during the day. I am always thankful to God, but the only time I have for prayer is when I drink a glass of water, and it's for 1 minute, if that! =) As a mommy we will have our good and bad days. On those bad days with the kids frayed on your nerves and the house messy and husband getting at your last lil' nerve, PRAY. It works and keeps you sane and happy. I truly believe it's our divine vitamin from God. <br />
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It's a hard walk at times to be a good mother and wife in this crazy world, but with <i><u>Love</u></i> and<i><u> Faith</u></i> and lots of <i><u>Laughter</u></i>, anything is possible with God! May the new bloggers joining this new network find comfort and mentoring in your words and life. May God bless you and find happiness in this new and beautiful Catholic Bloggers Network. Until next time...</div>
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981308197428357534.post-50539029261327862842012-01-31T13:54:00.001-08:002014-09-03T17:09:14.415-07:00Welcome! Part II<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Welcome to the Contibutor Pages!</span><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.equippingcatholicfamilies.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" closure_uid_evnnz4="755" height="115" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DHhB33ht454/TyhhfgAWzkI/AAAAAAAACCc/KsClM2TrkgY/s200/ArmaDeiprofilepic.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I'm Monica and I am a wife, a Mom of 5+ kids, a designer, an architecture school survivor, an author and a crafter and I think it’s cool to be Catholic! My husband and I founded a Catholic apostolate called Arma Dei (Armor of God; Ephesians 6:13-17) creating solid Catholic, fun teaching tools and gifts to celebrate and teach the Catholic Faith. I like to post about these family-building and Faith-centred crafts on EquippingCatholicFamilies.com ! </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"></span></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04985386169429863305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981308197428357534.post-67011780602926912752012-01-30T13:19:00.001-08:002014-09-03T17:09:14.438-07:00Feeding the HungryWow! What a week it has been! It was a blessing to go to the <a href="http://asliceofsmithlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/capturing-march-for-life-2012-in-my-own.html">March for Life</a> last week (has it already been a week since the March in D.C.?), but it's always a challenge to get home from a short/long trip and get back into the routine. I felt like last week I was playing "catch up" after I got home, especially since life never stands still when you go away for a bit! <br />
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Today we made and served Southwest Chicken and here is the recipe (sorry I forgot to take pictures of this yummy and easy dish)<br />
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4 chicken breasts<br />
1-2 jars of salsa<br />
2 -3 cups cooked rice<br />
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The chicken can be cooked the day before in a crock pot or that morning on the stove.<br />
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Place chicken breasts in a crock pot and add 1-2 jars of salsa, enough to cover the meat and provide a bit extra. Cook on low for eight hours, until the chicken is done, then shred the the meat with two forks (very easy to do when the chicken has been cooking all day).<br />
Mix in 2-3 cups of cooked rice. Place in disposal serving pan, top liberally with cheese.<br />
Heat through, until cheese is melted.<br />
This recipe is very forgiving. It was originally intended to be burrito filling. You can add in corn or beans, more rice or salsa... whatever you want; it all tastes good. You can also use any precooked chicken that you have- just chop it into small pieces first.<br />
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Some families also made<a href="http://allrecipes.com/recipe/simple-baked-apples/detail.aspx"> Baked Apples</a> which was also a hit! <br />
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I am always impressed by how friendly and gracious the people are as we feed them. Many of them thank us over and over again for our service. As the volunteers, we are blessed in many ways also by serving in this ministry. <br />
Here are more photos from our afternoon of helping those who always look forward to a warm, home-made meal, a helping hand, and a friendly smile.<br />
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<i><b>For I was hungry and you gave me food, I was thirsty and you gave me drink, I was a stranger and you made me welcome</b></i><br />
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<tr align="left"> <td class="boxborder001" colspan="4" style="padding-top: 15px;" valign="top"><i><b><a href="http://asliceofsmithlife.blogspot.com/" name="37"></a> Then the upright will say to him in reply, "Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you drink?</b></i></td> </tr>
<tr align="left"> <td class="boxborder001" colspan="4" style="padding-top: 15px;" valign="top"><i><b><a href="http://asliceofsmithlife.blogspot.com/" name="38"></a> When did we see you a stranger and make you welcome, lacking clothes and clothe you?</b></i></td> </tr>
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<tr align="left"> <td class="boxborder001" colspan="4" style="padding-top: 15px;" valign="top"><i><b><a href="http://asliceofsmithlife.blogspot.com/" name="40"></a> And the King will answer, "In truth I tell you, in so far as you did this to one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did it to me." </b></i><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: medium;">Why do we March for <span style="font-size: large;">L.I.F.E.</span>? </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"> <span style="font-size: large;">L</span>ife <span style="font-size: large;">I</span>s <span style="font-size: large;">F</span>or <span style="font-size: large;"><span id="goog_798105312"></span><span id="goog_798105313"></span>E</span>veryone! </span></b></div><br />
<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jy2Mw4a9gkY/Tx9z58jHz9I/AAAAAAAADJM/9aH5d-VKPaY/s1600/IMG_3081.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jy2Mw4a9gkY/Tx9z58jHz9I/AAAAAAAADJM/9aH5d-VKPaY/s200/IMG_3081.JPG" width="133" /></a>Last year my family and I attended our first <a href="http://www.marchforlife.org/">March for Life</a> and I blogged about this incredible experience <a href="http://asliceofsmithlife.blogspot.com/2011/01/our-first-march-for-life-in-my-own.html">HERE</a>. This year, my daughter, friends, and I joined a parish in Rocky Mount, NC and traveled to our second march on buses. There were three large buses filled with 150 people from Rocky Mount and surrounding areas.<br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">We left early Monday morning, January 23, 2012 at 6:00 AM from Rocky Mount, NC to our nation's Capitol <span class="hasCaption">for the annual March for Life rally </span>to protest the 39th anniversary of Roe v. Wade and the legalization of abortion.<span class="hasCaption"> Our first stop when we arrived was the <a href="http://www.nationalshrine.com/site/c.osJRKVPBJnH/b.4719297/k.BF65/Home.htm">Basilica of the National Shrine of the Immaculate Conception</a>.</span> </div><span id="goog_1557689963"></span><span id="goog_1557689964"></span><br />
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As soon as we got off the bus, I had a friend snap this picture of my daughter and me standing with Fr. Tim Meares, priest of Our Lady of Perpetual Help in Rocky Mount. Fr. Meares has been on many marches and we were all blessed with this holy priest's presence during our trip.<br />
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Here is most of our group with all the bright yellow scarves:<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ejvo5EBDu_A/Tx90UvRGD9I/AAAAAAAADJo/tG-e0RkzGac/s1600/IMG_3096.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ejvo5EBDu_A/Tx90UvRGD9I/AAAAAAAADJo/tG-e0RkzGac/s320/IMG_3096.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--C3uZwR4RV0/Tx92Q2ep0ZI/AAAAAAAADLw/rN-f-DBY5Pc/s1600/IMG_3119.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--C3uZwR4RV0/Tx92Q2ep0ZI/AAAAAAAADLw/rN-f-DBY5Pc/s320/IMG_3119.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>Each year there is a Holy Mass for Life for all the N.C. pro-lifers present at the march. It is just so beautiful to see the many priests and seminarians and our two bishops from the Raleigh and Charlotte Diocese celebrate Mass with the packed church. <br />
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Down in the Crypt Church of the Basilica, I found Cameron Smith's artwork (No relation to me). Cameron and his family are in our homeschool group and are dear friends. He has incredible God- given talent and he did a painting on marble of <a href="http://www.maroun.org/">Saint Maron</a> and and <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Our_Lady_of_Lebanon">Our Lady of Lebanon</a> for the Maronite chapel and these beautiful masterpieces are located in one of the many side altars. You can visit Cameron's website <a href="http://www.smithcatholicart.com/p/available-prints.html">HERE</a> to see his other beautiful prints to view/purchase. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VwmkOPrKRFg/Tx91tOn7bsI/AAAAAAAADLM/BtBJuGIa6FA/s1600/IMG_3114.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VwmkOPrKRFg/Tx91tOn7bsI/AAAAAAAADLM/BtBJuGIa6FA/s320/IMG_3114.JPG" width="212" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-heAz0rnlHJA/Tx91_y1eEFI/AAAAAAAADLc/mEgfHfWVOJ0/s1600/IMG_3117.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-heAz0rnlHJA/Tx91_y1eEFI/AAAAAAAADLc/mEgfHfWVOJ0/s320/IMG_3117.JPG" width="212" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WMxngOyisPU/Tx912xZd10I/AAAAAAAADLU/28GDoEjnBCg/s1600/IMG_3116.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WMxngOyisPU/Tx912xZd10I/AAAAAAAADLU/28GDoEjnBCg/s320/IMG_3116.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EtVrZ-VL6Vw/Tx92IhRD4QI/AAAAAAAADLo/WkjFmzXE-QM/s1600/IMG_3118.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EtVrZ-VL6Vw/Tx92IhRD4QI/AAAAAAAADLo/WkjFmzXE-QM/s320/IMG_3118.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><br />
The weatherman called for 90% chance of rain in the afternoon and after we left the Basilica it was drizzling, but then it stopped during the march. The sky was gray and gloomy, but the spirits were high which made the day much brighter for sure.<br />
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After our group gathered at the Navy Memorial, we marched with an estimated 300,000-500,000 pro-lifers. It's hard to know the exact number, but based on previous year's estimations, I'm guessing this many people might have attended this year's march. There were men, women, and children from all ages, races, religions, and walks of life joining together to stand for life one step and prayer at a time. It was breathtaking, exhilarating, and powerful to walk among the masses. There was a sea of love, as one friend put it. There was no anger, fear, or hate in the crowds. Rather, there was a feeling of security, hope, peace, joy, and love and all the young people present gave me hope for our future.<br />
Here is a video clip I took while walking in the march. The young people are shouting, "We love babies, yes we do, we love babies, how 'bout you!"<br />
<a href="http://asliceofsmithlife.blogspot.com/2012/01/capturing-march-for-life-2012-in-my-own.html">Here</a> is the video.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Speaking of our young generation, here are a few beautiful teens that I know from my homeschool group. They and about 13 others came to the march and are part of our local <a href="http://www.teensforlife.com/">Teens for Life</a> group. Not only are they shining witnesses for life, but they also love spreading the message of life with bright smiles and duct tape! Awesome! <br />
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Like last year, I love all the signs that float through the massive crowds Here is a slideshow of some signs that I saw:<br />
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View slide show<a href="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid1082.photobucket.com/albums/j372/lynda_schultz/Picasa.mp4"> Here</a>.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jXCFK1wMUmg/Tx94levHp5I/AAAAAAAADOQ/W0Mts7G1nC4/s1600/IMG_3175.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jXCFK1wMUmg/Tx94levHp5I/AAAAAAAADOQ/W0Mts7G1nC4/s320/IMG_3175.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>At one point while we were walking we noticed two businessmen watching from high above the crowds from their office windows. We were waving at them to get their attention and they waved back. I wanted to be up there to witness from their vantage point the hundreds of thousands marching. I was wondering what they were thinking? Were they encouraged as pro-lifers themselves? Maybe they were in awe of the crowd, despite being pro-choice? Maybe they were wondering how <a href="http://www.lifesitenews.com/blog/what-the...-the-only-people-at-the-march-for-life-were...abortion-supporter">the news media could continue to miss this BIG story about March for Life each year</a>? Maybe they were amazed that so many people could come together peacefully? Whatever they were thinking or feeling, we as pro-lifers might have planted seeds in their hearts to always defend life! <br />
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Here are photos of the crowds. Like last year's march, I never saw the beginning or the end of the march and I hear the numbers who attend gets higher and higher!<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X74WZawYCgY/Tx94T2L8HqI/AAAAAAAADOA/ewoGFDpuaQA/s1600/IMG_3172.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X74WZawYCgY/Tx94T2L8HqI/AAAAAAAADOA/ewoGFDpuaQA/s320/IMG_3172.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>One of my friends from our group had this to say about the march. <i><span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text">"We joined in the march at 2:00 PM. It was shuffle, shuffle, stop. Repeat. On the hill itself, it was so crowded that we had to make full stops about 7 times.</span> <span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text">From the bottom of the hill to the top where the route turns on First Street to the Supreme Court, it was packed. I didn't see any gaps. We were like sardines. If you had claustrophobia, you would've felt it at the National Archives. The official end of the March came at about 4 PM with the fife and drum and bagpipe corps of the </span></i><span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text"><i>A</i><i>merican Society for the Defense of Tradition, Family, and Property, who run the America Needs Fatima campaign, </i></span><i><span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text">marching behind Our Lady of Fatima statue. They always bring up the rear.</span>"</i><br />
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We stopped at the Congressional Building for a small reception and to listen to our NC Senator, Richard Burr, speak. We also listened to Congresswoman Renee Ellmers. Both gave the audience words of encouragement to keep marching on to defend life. <br />
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<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mJvjgyQHAwM/Tx96auF_F2I/AAAAAAAADQM/T_8AJn9yOPE/s1600/IMG_3234.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mJvjgyQHAwM/Tx96auF_F2I/AAAAAAAADQM/T_8AJn9yOPE/s320/IMG_3234.JPG" width="320" /></a>After we left the Senate building, we headed toward the Supreme Court where we listened to women tell their stories about how they had an abortion and how much they have suffered physically, mentally, physcologically, emotionally, and spiritually from their decision. It was heartbreaking to hear their stories, but they share their stories to help others through a project called <a href="http://www.silentnomoreawareness.org/">Silent No More Awareness Campaign</a>. <br />
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I conclude this year's March for Life with this video and quotes by Mother Teresa:<br />
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<span style="font-family: VERDANA,ARIAL,HELVETICA;">"America needs no words from me to see how your decision in Roe v. Wade has deformed a great nation. The so-called right to abortion has pitted mothers against their children and women against men. It has sown violence and discord at the heart of the most intimate human relationships. It has aggravated the derogation of the father's role in an increasingly fatherless society. It has portrayed the greatest of gifts -- a child -- as a competitor, an intrusion, and an inconvenience. It has nominally accorded mothers unfettered dominion over the independent lives of their physically dependent sons and daughters" <br />
And, in granting this unconscionable power, it has exposed many women to unjust and selfish demands from their husbands or other sexual partners. Human rights are not a privilege conferred by government. They are every human being's entitlement by virtue of his humanity. The right to life does not depend, and must not be declared to be contingent, on the pleasure of anyone else, not even a parent or a sovereign." (Mother Theresa -- "Notable and Quotable," Wall Street Journal, 2/25/94, p. A14) </span><br />
<hr noshade="noshade" size="1" width="80%" /><span style="font-family: VERDANA,ARIAL,HELVETICA;"> "But I feel that the greatest destroyer of peace today is abortion, because it is a war against the child - a direct killing of the innocent child - murder by the mother herself. And if we accept that a mother can kill even her own child, how can we tell other people not to kill one another? How do we persuade a woman not to have an abortion? As always, we must persuade her with love, and we remind ourselves that love means to be willing to give until it hurts. Jesus gave even his life to love us. So the mother who is thinking of abortion, should be helped to love - that is, to give until it hurts her plans, or her free time, to respect the life of her child. The father of that child, whoever he is, must also give until it hurts. By abortion, the mother does not learn to love, but kills even her own child to solve her problems. And by abortion, the father is told that he does not have to take any responsibility at all for the child he has brought into the world. That father is likely to put other women into the same trouble. So abortion just leads to more abortion. Any country that accepts abortion is not teaching the people to love, but to use any violence to get what they want. That is why the greatest destroyer of love and peace is abortion. " </span><br />
<hr noshade="noshade" size="1" width="80%" /><span style="font-family: VERDANA,ARIAL,HELVETICA;">"Please don't kill the child. I want the child. Please give me the child. I am willing to accept any child who would be aborted, and to give that child to a married couple who will love the child, and be loved by the child. From our children's home in Calcutta alone, we have saved over 3,000 children from abortions. These children have brought such love and joy to their adopting parents, and have grown up so full of love and joy!" </span><br />
<hr noshade="noshade" size="1" width="80%" /><span style="font-family: VERDANA,ARIAL,HELVETICA;">February 1997 - National Prayer Breakfast in Washington attended by the President and the First Lady. "What is taking place in America," she said, "is a war against the child. And if we accept that the mother can kill her own child, how can we tell other people not to kill one another." </span><br />
<hr noshade="noshade" size="1" width="80%" /><span style="font-family: VERDANA,ARIAL,HELVETICA;">"Any country that accepts abortion, is not teaching its people to love, but to use any violence to get what it wants." </span><br />
<hr noshade="noshade" size="1" width="80%" /><span style="font-family: VERDANA,ARIAL,HELVETICA;">"It is a poverty to decide that a child must die so that you may live as you wish." </span><br />
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