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Exorcist and Catholics Respond to Curse Against Kavanaugh

Word is spreading to pray and fast, not just for the protection of Kavanaugh, but for those who wish him harm.

 

Exorcist Response

As a response to the event, Father Gary Thomas, the exorcist for the Diocese of San Jose, California, is offering Mass for Kavanaugh on Thursday and Saturday. His training in Rome was the subject of the 2010 book The Rite: The Making of a Modern Exorcist that was made into a movie in 2011.

I contacted him for his reaction to the announcement. “I’m appalled” he said. “I sent this to a load of exorcists yesterday and their reaction was similar to mine. That shows this is not something that is make believe.”

In the 12 years since becoming an exorcist, Father Thomas said that he has witnessed people in the satanic world becoming bolder. “They are more confident that the general public will be more accepting of the demonic,” he said. By contrast, Father Thomas noted that throughout history, satanic groups have been secretive, but now they are making it pubic in the name of freedom of religion. “This is a conjuring of evil—not about free speech,” he said. “Conjuring up personified evil does not fall under free speech. Satanic cults often commit crimes; they murder and sexually abuse everyone it their cult.”

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July 13 1917 Vision of Hell Our Lady of Fatima

“Lucia,” Jacinta said, “speak. Our Lady is talking to you.

“Yes?” said Lucia. She spoke humbly, asking pardon for her doubts with every gesture, and to the Lady: “What do you want of me?”

(The reader will note, and we hope without impatience or fatigue, that there is no cleverness to this story. The dialogue is always much the same. The Lady speaks her message with a sameness that an able stage director would discard. And yet she gives to all the world the one prescription that the world most needs.)

“I want you to come back here on the thirteenth of next month,” the Lady said. “Continue to say the Rosary every day in honour of Our Lady of the Rosary, to obtain the peace of the world and the end of the war, because only she can obtain it.”

“Yes,” said Lucia, “yes.” She was braver now. Love had restored her. In her gladness she wished only to repair the damage of her recent distrust. “I would like to ask who you are,” she said to the Lady, “and if you will do a miracle so that everyone will know for certain that you have appeared to us.”

“You must come here every month,” the Lady said, “and in October I will tell you who I am and what I want. I will then perform a miracle so that all may believe.”

Thus assured, Lucia began to place before the Lady the petitions for help that so many had entrusted to her. The Lady said gently that she would cure some, but others she would not cure. “And the crippled son of Maria da Capelinha?” No, the Lady said, neither of his infirmity nor of his poverty would he be cured, and he must be certain to say the Rosary with his family every day.14 Another case recommended by Lucia to the Lady’s assistance was a sick woman from Atougia who asked to be taken to heaven. “Tell her not to be in a hurry,” the Lady said. (The tone here is almost like that of any harried mother importuned unreasonably.) “Tell her I know very well when I shall come to fetch her.” There is unquestioned sternness here, for at Fatima, time and again, our Lady made it unmistakably clear that she was speaking for a just and hideously wounded Christ, whose patience, if not exhausted by the sins of the world, had known such trial that even the Infinite had wearied. The Blessed Mother confided to Lucia and her cousins still another secret.15 “Make sacrifices for sinners,” she instructed them, “and say often, especially while making a sacrifice: O Jesus, this is for love of Thee, for the conversion of sinners, and in reparation for offences committed against the Immaculate Heart of Mary.”

As she spoke these words (Lucia tells us in her memoirs), the Lady opened her hands, as she had in the preceding months, but instead of the glory and beauty of God that her opened hands had shown us before, we now were able to behold a sea of fire. Plunged in this flame were devils and souls that looked like transparent embers; others were black or bronze, and in human form; these were suspended in flames which seemed to come from the forms themselves there to remain, without weight or equilibrium, amid cries of pain and despair which horrified us so that we trembled with fear. The devils could be distinguished from the damned human souls by the terrifying forms of weird and unknown animals in which they were cast.

Ti Marto, who was witnessing the actions of the children by the little oak tree in the Cova da Iria that day, recalls that Lucia gasped in sudden horror, that her face was white as death, and that all who were there heard her cry in terror to the Virgin Mother, whom she called by name.

The children were looking at their Lady in terror, speechless, and unable to plead for relief from the scene they had witnessed. Sadly, but kindly now, the Lady told them:

“You have seen hell, where the souls of sinners go. It is to save them that God wants to establish in the world devotion to my Immaculate Heart. If you do what I tell you, many souls will be saved, and there will be peace. This war will end, but if men do not refrain from offending God, another and more terrible war will begin.16 And when you see a night that is lit by a strange and unknown light, you will know it is the sign God gives you that He is about to punish the world with war and with hunger, and by the persecution of the Church and the Holy Father. To prevent this, I shall come to the world to ask that Russia be consecrated to my Immaculate Heart, and I-shall ask that on the First Saturday of every month Communions of reparation be made in atonement for the sins-of the world.

“If my wishes are fulfilled,” the Lady continued, “Russia will be converted and there will be peace; if not, then Russia will spread her errors throughout the world, bringing new wars and persecution of the Church; the good will be martyred and the Holy Father will have much to suffer; certain nations will be annihilated. But in the end my Immaculate Heart will triumph. The Holy Father will consecrate Russia to me, and she will be converted, and the world will enjoy a period of peace. In Portugal the faith will always be preserved. Remember, you must not tell this to anyone except Francisco.”

The third apparition was over.

“Is there anything more that you want of me?” Lucia had asked the Lady.

“No, my child; there is nothing more for today.”

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We enjoy our mail. So many notes of inspiration…

From Beth Britz last Monday, day after Pentecost: “I witnessed and photographed a Eucharistic miracle last night in Johnstown, Pennsylvania, at St. Patrick’s Church. I have not been member of that church since my childhood, but decided to make a visit with friends to its chapel of perpetual Adoration in the church convent, after attending a Rosary that same evening at Visitation Church in Johnstown, a healing service for one of their parishioners.

“My friend, her daughter, and I were transporting the pilgrimage image of Our Lady of Guadalupe for veneration at the Rosary healing service andstopped at the Adoration chapel before heading home to Hollidaysburg.

“While there, we lit candles and prayed. Minutes before we were leaving, I looked directly at the monstrance while making my petitions to our Lord when I noticed an image at the bottom of the Host. I got up from my seat, looked closer and I knew it was what I believe it was… the image of a dove, symbol of the Holy Spirit!….on the feast of the Holy Spirit! To assure myself that I wasn’t imagining anything, I asked the others with me to look at it closer too [above]. They both did and agreed that it was indeed a dove… the Holy Spirit! There are no words to describe how blessed we all feel to have witnessed a Eucharistic Miracle! Thank you Holy Spirit.”

“This picture was taken at St. Clare’s church in Roseville California after 8 a.m. Mass several weeks ago,” writes Alex Ireton. “It was the day we crowned Mary for the month of May. [The pastor] Father George told the parish last Sunday that a remarkable event happened on the altar that day. After the little girl who crowned Mary told father as she was placing the crown on Mary she moved and smiled.

“Father thought it was the child’s imagination and told her she probably needed to eat some breakfast. As he went to change out of his vestments people came running to tell him something was happening at the altar and to come quickly. When he returned, this is what he saw, and of course all the people that were present there. It lasted long enough for pictures to be taken.”

From Mansfield, Connecticut, Paula Newman described the experiences as her mother and father approached death.

“I believe with complete certainty that both of my parents were blessed to experience visions of Jesus while confined to their deathbeds,” she writes. “Although at the time of their individual last agonies (about a decade apart) neither of my parents were able to speak, I just knew at a particular time for each of them that they were looking at Jesus as I sat in their rooms.

“My father, dying from stomach cancer and barely able to move at all towards the end of his life, on three separate occasions suddenly sat up in bed, looked up at the ceiling in front of him, and reached out with his right arm, while having an expression on his alert face of awe and expectation and longing. After a moment, it seemed he must have been told ‘not yet,’ because he would then frown and slump back upon the pillow each of the three different times.

“My mother, dying from congestive heart failure, had a similar experience. I had posted an 8″ by 10″ color portrait of Jesus and His Sacred Heart onto a message board opposite the foot of her bed and she, too, would suddenly sit up and reach out to the picture, with that same awed expression of longing and expectation. Also, even though her nose was covered by an oxygen mask, my mother had the double grace of being able to detect the smell of roses associated with the presence of Blessed Mother Mary, even though we did not.

“The fact that I was able to witness my parents experiencing the heavenly realm gave me much consolation when they eventually passed away. I often implore their intercession in difficult moments, so that I may one day be worthy to join them in God’s glorious kingdom…”

No doubt, you will see them again!

We all can know this, and with joy — if we are “all in” with Jesus.

Now from Jan Wolterman:

“In 1977 [a priest we knew named] Father Mike was preparing for his vocation, living and studying at the old St. Mary’s seminary located in Cincinnati, Ohio. He enjoyed his four years there and after becoming a chaplain for three local hospitals he would often return to St. Mary’s to visit. Ministering to people who are suffering devastating illness and people who have lost loved ones is a demanding, stressful job so Father Mike relished an occasional ‘escape’ back to the seminary. He’d go up to his old room, number 148, on the second floor, to just sit, focus his thoughts and re-energize his soul…

“In the summer of 1995, he was making one such visit. By this time the seminary was not in use anymore. Father Mike entered the deserted building, climbed the stairs, and started down the hall to his room when his beeper went off. He carried a voice pager but the message being broadcast was so garbled he couldn’t understand what was being said. Knowing full well it might be an emergency, he immediately turned around, went back down the stairs, out to his car, and drove to a nearby gas station to use the pay phone.

“After calling his staff at Providence Hospital he was told no, they hadn’t paged him. The woman answering his next call to Children’s Hospital also replied in the negative. Figuring it must have been St. Francis/St. George, Father Mike called his office there, only to hear his secretary say no, she hadn’t beeped him either.

“Concluding it must have been a wrong number, Father Mike headed back to the seminary. As he pulled into the parking lot he couldn’t believe his eyes. In the eight minutes he was gone, the entire north wing, including Room 148, had completely collapsed in on itself. If you ask Father Mike who he thinks beeped him he’ll reply, ‘I believe it was through the grace of the Blessed Virgin.’ St. Mary’s was originally dedicated to her. Her promise to protect us from harm proved true.”

True indeed. And this we must remember, as her month ends. So many, alas, do not avail themselves of her.

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