Thank you for your prayers. I still need a lot more. I have a lot of feelings of anxiety and fatigue from all the struggle and not sleeping well. Nevertheless, I go on doing my traditional Catholic work, (barely by the grace of God), which is very very fruitful. Please continue to keep me in your prayers that I can make it each moment at a time till I get through this. I am so blessed to have so many wonderful friends who really pray and have faith. I am keeping them all informed so that I can get God’s help.
I offered the Holy Latin Mass for our school this morning and went over to visit the children. Children can be a healing balm because of their unconditional love and joy. Last year I had sort of given up on the school because there was so much immodesty there. This year the principle has asked the girls to wear skirts below the knees. I thanked him profusely for this and some of the teachers are doing a little better too, thanks be to God.
We have two new teachers who are so kind and nice. One of them came out of retirement just to help out in our inner city school. I told her how much I appreciated her kindness and respect for a priest. I also told Fr. Saenz, our pastor, how kind they are.
On the way back to my car at church, I ran into a women who I have been trying to get her to dress modest. She was dressed very modestly and talking to another woman precisely about modesty when I came over to say hello. They also told me that they finally get it and are trying to other women be modest too. We need to be charitable and patient.
Stilling feeling rotten, I went to the hospital to see Gabriel, (who had his face terribly smashed in). His granddaughter asked me to go. As I was driving to the hospital, I passed by a shop and so the owner outside talking to another man. I turn around and stopped by. I met this man 4 weeks ago at Lowe’s. He went to confession there and has completely changed his life.
He had just been telling the other man how I had helped him, because this friend has a serious drinking problem. He is divorced and fights with his x, (they were never married in church so we can say his x, otherwise it is till death do us part). We had a long talk and I told him he needs to find God and let God help him. I told him I am more than happy to help him when ever he needs help. I also told these men my struggles I am going through and how bad I am feeling and that we need to pray, love and support each other. I blessed his shop today too.
These things really encourage me to go on because I know it was God who put me with Jose when he confessed at Lowe’s and has a new life. He has always been a good Catholic only that he struggles with problems at times. He really loves God and the Church a lot. He is now going to the Latin mass on Sunday. I know it was not an accident that I returned to talk with Leo. Backs of pictures of sexy women he pointed out and I ripped down for him to destroy.
It is out of our pain that we can have more compassion for others when they are going through hard times. I also think it is important to share our own struggles with those who are struggling so that they do not feel alone or lost. It takes humility, but whatever we can do to help people not suffer and free from sin, is what is important.
When I arrived at the hospital, the mother of Gabriel, Lupe was there. Lupe is one of those elderly Mexican women who is so close to God and full of goodness. I met Gabriel over a year ago when he was in the hospital and being harassed by a demon. I went into his room and called his name. To the surprise of the nurse, he came out of a semi-coma and from that day improved. But he had promised to go to confession, but never did. Now I will force him to confess.
A week ago Sunday he went to a store and someone almost killed him. They think it was road rage that caused who ever it was who plummeted his face. He is very slowly improving. I told his mom I would put him on my blog so that people can pray for him.
We are so blessed to be traditional Catholics and to be able to love and encourage sinners.
The original author of this blog passed away in July of 2016. RIP Father Carota.