Author: Shirley Aaron

Why We Should Never Abuse Our Lady’s Advocacy. 

Why We Should Never Abuse Our Lady’s Advocacy. 

Day 35: Rosary Reflection.

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WHY WE SHOULD NEVER ABUSE OUR LADY’S ADVOCACY.

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There were two young noblemen in Madrid, of whom one encouraged the other in leading a wicked life, and in committing all sorts of crimes. One night in a dream, one of them saw his friend being taken by certain dark men, and carried to a tempestuous sea. They were going to take him in a similar manner, but he had recourse to Mary, and made a vow that he would embrace the religious state on which he was delivered from those men.

He then saw Jesus on a throne, as if in anger, and the Blessed Virgin imploring mercy for him. After this his friend came to pay him a visit, and he then related what he had seen; but his companion only turned it into ridicule, and shortly afterwards, he was stabbed to death.

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When the young man saw this his vision was verified, he went to confession, and renewed his resolution to enter a religious Order, and for this purpose he sold all that he had; but instead of giving it to the poor, as he had intended, he spent it in all sorts of debauchery.

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He then fell ill, and had another vision. He thought he saw hell open, and the divine Judge, who had already condemned him.

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Again he had recourse to Mary, and She once more delivered him. He recovered his health and went on worse than ever. He afterwards went to Lima in South America, where he relapsed into his former illness; and in the hospital of that place he was once more touched by the grace of God, confessed his sins to the Jesuit Father, Francis Perlino, and promised him that he would change his life; but again he fell into his former crimes.

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At last the same Father, going into another hospital in a distant place, saw the miserable wretch extended on the ground, and heard him cry out: “Ah, abandoned wretch that I am! For my greater torment this Father has come to witness my chastisement. From Lima I came here, where my vices have brought me to this end; and now I go to hell.” With these words he expired, without even leaving the Father time to help him and his soul going to hell for eternity.

– (From The Glories of Mary by St. Alphonsus Liguori).

Why We Should Never Abuse Our Lady’s Advocacy. 

Why We Should Never Abuse Our Lady’s Advocacy. 

Day 35: Rosary Reflection.

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WHY WE SHOULD NEVER ABUSE OUR LADY’S ADVOCACY.

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There were two young noblemen in Madrid, of whom one encouraged the other in leading a wicked life, and in committing all sorts of crimes. One night in a dream, one of them saw his friend being taken by certain dark men, and carried to a tempestuous sea. They were going to take him in a similar manner, but he had recourse to Mary, and made a vow that he would embrace the religious state on which he was delivered from those men.

He then saw Jesus on a throne, as if in anger, and the Blessed Virgin imploring mercy for him. After this his friend came to pay him a visit, and he then related what he had seen; but his companion only turned it into ridicule, and shortly afterwards, he was stabbed to death.

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When the young man saw this his vision was verified, he went to confession, and renewed his resolution to enter a religious Order, and for this purpose he sold all that he had; but instead of giving it to the poor, as he had intended, he spent it in all sorts of debauchery.

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He then fell ill, and had another vision. He thought he saw hell open, and the divine Judge, who had already condemned him.

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Again he had recourse to Mary, and She once more delivered him. He recovered his health and went on worse than ever. He afterwards went to Lima in South America, where he relapsed into his former illness; and in the hospital of that place he was once more touched by the grace of God, confessed his sins to the Jesuit Father, Francis Perlino, and promised him that he would change his life; but again he fell into his former crimes.

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At last the same Father, going into another hospital in a distant place, saw the miserable wretch extended on the ground, and heard him cry out: “Ah, abandoned wretch that I am! For my greater torment this Father has come to witness my chastisement. From Lima I came here, where my vices have brought me to this end; and now I go to hell.” With these words he expired, without even leaving the Father time to help him and his soul going to hell for eternity.

– (From The Glories of Mary by St. Alphonsus Liguori).

Blessed Herman Joseph And The Blessed Virgin Mary. 

Blessed Herman Joseph And The Blessed Virgin Mary. 

Day 34: Rosary Reflection

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Blessed Herman Joseph of Steinfeld and The Blessed Virgin Mary

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Blessed Herman Joseph was born and went to school in Cologne, Germany of Steinfeld. He attended school and very early he was known for devotion to the Blessed Virgin. At every available moment he could be found at the church of St. Mary on the Capitol where he sought out the altar of the Holy Virgin to recite the Rosary and to converse with Mary, and with childish simplicity, he would tell Her all of his wishes.

Living in Germany, it was frequently cold, and Herman’s family were very poor and could not even buy him a pair of shoes so he would walk barefoot to the Church to pray before the statue of Virgin Mary. On one such occasion, Our Blessed Mother spoke to Hermann through Her statue:

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Blessed Hermann’s family was quite poor in material goods, but rich in devotion and spirit. They taught their son to confide in Jesus and Mary.

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“Hermann,” said Our Lady, “why do you go barefoot when it is so cold?”

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“Because, my Mother, I have no shoes, for my parents are poor,” he replied.

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“Go to that stone,” said Our Lady “and you will find all the money you need for shoes.” Hermann went to where She directed him and found the price of his shoes as Our Lady had told him, and returned to thank her. “Whenever you are in need of anything,” Our Lady told him, “All you have to do is to go to that stone. But you must always go with full confidence.” Hermann returned to the stone, only in extreme need, and it never failed him.

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The next day Herman stopped at Church to thank Our Lady for his new shoes, and of course, he wanted to show them to Our Blessed Mother and the Child Jesus. He also wished to light a candle in gratitude, or bring flowers, but being too poor, had neither to give. Instead, he offered Our Blessed Mother the red apple his mother had given him for lunch.

Upon reaching the statue, he realized that it was too high for him to reach, given that he was still a child. Standing on his tip-toes, he reached up towards the image of Mary, and said “Here, Blessed Mother.” Miraculously, the statue’s arm and hand reached down to receive the gift, and thanked him. Those who later visited the Church saw the statue reaching down and holding an apple. To this day, the devout leave fresh apples at the foot of this statue in remembrance of this event.

The Holy Rosary And Non Catholic Warriors.

The Holy Rosary And Non Catholic Warriors.

Rosary and non-Catholic Warriors.

I’m a non-Catholic soldier but I never leave my rosarioku because I owe my life to Mother Mary.

If I change my pants, which I move first is rosarioku

Just after that wallet and other stuff.

The Rosary of mother Mary became a friend on the journey of life and struggle to improve every effort we…..

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Let’s read the story……

That time was May 1940, and we had joined the air force, end of September. We were given intensive training in Halifax, because they needed us for foreign duty, and for we youths, the whole program was really interesting.

We were grouped in Squadron-Squadron, each consists of six to ten planes, and each one trained to maneuver as one unity. Therefore there were about thirty to fifty people in one squadron, with the squadron leader who gives all orders and keeps the group work in the force.

In May, our squadron was to be on duty abroad. We were to carry out the mission against the enemy at night until the war ends. We were looking forward to our new leader, who was to arrive in two days at 9:00 with a military plane. As an officer, we felt he will head straight to the office headquarters.

We saw the plane, took a glimpse of it from a distance, and fled waiting until the next day to “judge it”. A few hours later, this squadron leader, Stan Fulton, in a complete uniform, entered our barracks.

“All right guys, we’re gonna miss the dangerous hours together, but all right, we hope that we’ll all meet back here when it’s over. Ah, there’s an empty bed and I’m tired! I’ll meet each of you tomorrow.”

After saying this, he threw his backpack on the bed. Our Squadron Leader, a senior officer, to sleep here with us? We all began to like him and our respect for him grew every day.

That first night he kneels on the floor and mendaraskan rosary in silence. Surprised, were all silent. When he was done, he looked at us with a friendly smile and says, “I hope you don’t mind if a friend says * prayer cause where we go, we’ll need it.”

The next day of training on maneuvering, under his command, we were convinced that Fulton wasn’t just our military leader, but our best friend. He was one of us; he never tried to intimidate us with his position.

That night, he repeated his prayer session. Even though our group had been practicing together for at least six months, I’d never seen anyone kneel in prayer, and never thought that there was a catholic in our group; but on the third night, three colleagues joined our commander, Fulton to pray the Rosary. Most of us didn’t understand, but we respectfully kept silence.

A few nights after – people quickly learned, we all answered hail Mary and our father. Fulton looked happy, and thus we end every day with prayer.

On June 1, 1940 we all left *Halifax to begin a series of night attacks from England over Germany. The afternoon before, Fulton gave each of us a rosary.

“We will be in difficult situations, but, if you agree, we will pray the rosary. If you promise to bring the rosary with you always all your life and mendaraskannya, I can promise you that mother Mary will bring you all back safely to Canada.”

We said, “surely.” it is unimaginable that we will be on duty for four years, repeatedly in terrible danger with the shots around us. In these moments, Fulton’s voice echoed through every plane, “Hail Mary…” how lively and sincerely we responded! How many hundreds of rosaries we must have said!

After two years, it was recorded that we were the only squadron that didn’t lose a plane or one life! Though we didn’t say anything, we all knew the reason…

In the end, a terrible war is over already. All those years we lost all the enthusiasm and adventurous souls. Our only concern is congratulations! And we’re really safe anyway. All went home to Canada in 1945, fully convinced that Mother Mary has guarded us.

So, I never forget to bring my rosarioku with me and mendaraskannya every day.

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*Halifax, formally known as the Halifax Regional Municipality (HRM), is the capital of the Canadian province of Nova Scotia.

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