Timothy describes his experience: ”The whole time I was working on the sculpture a strange experience happened, I could not stop thinking of all the vile sins I created in my life. It was like a movie on repeat. After I was done with this, my thoughts broadened to worst sins that where created in my country, murders horrific that I heard of in the news. I could not believe what I was thinking and I could not prevent my thoughts from going to these dark places. After days of this, I thought, how horrible, I am creating a sculpture of a saint and this is what is going on inside of me? Then I understood that I was creating a sculpture of a saint who was known for confessions, In fact St. Pio has become the Patron Saint of Confessions. What was happening to me was a long confession throughout the creation of the sculpture. The Gloom I experience was then replaced with peace when after each horrific image that past through my mind was prayed with, and asked for forgiveness; my deeds and those of others. A fascinating journey creating this work.” (+)
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Neither pray I for these alone, but for them also which shall believe on me through their word; That they all may be one; as thou, Father, art in me, and I in thee, that they also may be one in us: that the world may believe that thou hast sent me. And the glory which thou gavest me I have given them; that they may be one, even as we are one: I in them, and thou in me, that they may be made perfect in one; and that the world may know that thou hast sent me, and hast loved them, as thou hast loved me.
—John 17:20-23 (KJV)
It wouldn’t hurt Jack Chick to read a Bible now, would it?
Q:I've recently learned that prior to like the 13th century, a lot of priests and bishops didn't really tend to their parishes or dioceses, and that there are stories of people, such as Archbishop Odo of Rouen, who traveled to "fix" lax practices in Christendom, once various reforms were made. Would you mind sharing some of your favourites of these stories (assuming you have some)?
While not 100% what you’re looking for, since it’s a story about relatively early Christianity in which a saint is converting pagans rather than rectifying church practices, my favorite traveling bishop story is the tale of Saint Martin of Tours and the pine tree, as related by Sulpicius Severus.
The short version is this:
Martin had traveled to a town and destroyed its pagan temple, but what was left was to destroy a pine tree that had been dedicated to the pagan god. The people of the town, who had stood by as the temple was destroyed got really incensed at the idea of the tree getting cut down. But Martin insisted, as the tree had been dedicated to what was, in his eyes, a demon.
So the people agreed, under one condition: they themselves would cut down the tree as long as Martin would stand under it. At this point, they would rather kill the guy who wanted to kill their tree than keep the tree itself. The tree was already leaning a little bit, so there was no doubt where it would fall. They tied Martin up and put him in this spot.
They began cutting down the tree, and Martin did not seem concerned at all. With a creak and a groan, the tree breaks and begins crashing towards the earth. Before it can reach Martin, however, the man of God makes the sign of the cross in the air, and the tree spins around like a top, falls backwards and nearly (but not quite) crushes the men who had cut it down.
Obviously everyone was super impressed by this and converted to Christianity immediately, hoping to gain their own tree-repelling superpowers.
One day fifteen years ago, I happened to be channel surfing past the Eternal Word Television Network when I was greeted by a momentary flash of heavenly beauty across the screen. Quickly flipping back, I realized that it was a Mass being celebrated in an unusually majestic church with an extensively gilded and marbled interior. …
A look at a few Catholic church buildings, oratories, chapels, and abbeys either recently constructed or in the process of construction.
Thank God someone out there understands church architecture.
All the churches in my area were built in the 1960s and 1970s and most of them are just hideous.
The Black Madonna is a painting of the Madonna and Christ Child which, according to pious legends, was painted by St. Luke the Evangelist. St. Luke is believed to have used a tabletop from a table built by the carpenter Jesus. It was while Luke was painting Mary that she told him about the events in the life of Jesus that he eventually used in his gospel.