Pray Against Harvard’s Satanic Black Mass

Have you heard about this?

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I heard about it on Women of Grace last week, but caught the tail end of the story and didn’t know the details… namely that it is taking place at a major American University, tomorrow night at 8:30.

Apparently, the “Black Mass” takes the actual verbiage and rubrics of the Catholic Mass and makes a mockery of them, removing the names of God, Christ, and the saints, and replacing them with those of Satan and his demons.  They really love it when they have a consecrated Host to defile, though they’ve said that will not occur in this particular case.  They often use the body of a naked woman as the altar.

Every Christian – Catholic or not – should be deeply offended by this.  In fact, it’s not just Christians.  Can you imagine the outcry if a mockery of a Muslim prayer service were to be performed?  All those of faith should be horrified, and should voice their disgust!

Please take a moment to sign the petition against this abomination, here.  After you do that, you’ll see a phone number and email address for the President of Harvard.  Take a moment to give him a call and send him an email.  Call on Monday, though.  You can’t leave a message if you call today (Sunday). I tried.

Here are a few other ideas of things you might do in reparation and prayer that this farce will not take place:

  1. Fast tomorrow.  I mean a hard fast.  This is serious business.  A wise woman recently told me that her mom used to fast from hot showers and crossing her legs when she sat.  Add those in!
  2. Pray the St. Michael prayer every waking hour until you go to bed tomorrow night.
St. Michael the Archangel,
defend us in battle.
Be our protection against the wickedness and snares of the devil.
May God rebuke him, we humbly pray;
and do Thou, O Prince of the Heavenly Host –
by the Divine Power of God –
cast into hell, Satan and all the evil spirits,
who roam throughout the world seeking the ruin of souls.


3. Spend time before the Blessed Sacrament, adoring Our Lord.  In fact, I would love to flood the adoration chapels during this “Black Mass”, at 8:30pm EST tomorrow night.

4. Pray the Chaplet of Divine Mercy.

5. Pray the Rosary.

6. Pray

7. Pray

8. Pray

9. Love

10. Love

11. Love

May God Have Mercy on Us and On the Whole World.

Please leave a comment with additional ideas for prayer and acts of reparation!

Witness to God’s Goodness

When we finally got a warm day in March, I decided it was high time to take the Christmas wreath off the back door. Much to my surprise, I discovered that a pair of birds had been industriously at work, and their new home was nestled in among the faux evergreen branches.  Though I knew it would make a mess, I didn’t have the heart to remove the home these birds had worked so hard on, and so I left the wreath – and nest – in place.

What followed was a huge treat for the whole family.  We watched, day by day, as eggs were added to the nest, ultimately totaling five.  We observed the birds coming and going, and, when their blue eggs surprised us – these definitely weren’t robins! –  we did research to determine that our birds were house finches.

The eggs, visible through the glass door
The eggs, visible through the glass door

I felt it was significant and special that the eggs hatched on Good Friday.  The children were even able to watch one of the baby birds emerge from her shell during our annual Good Friday tea with friends.  It was a reminder that, even on such a sad day, we had the celebration of Easter to look forward to.

Our tiny baby birds
Our tiny baby birds

Of course, the newly hatched eggs meant that I didn’t want people going in and out of that door to access the deck.  Climbing in and out of the window was a bit inconvenient, especially for all of us women, who were wearing skirts, and even more so for those women wearing skirts who were also pregnant, but… we made it work, nonetheless, and I daresay that none of my guests will ever forget that particular Good Friday Tea.

For over two weeks after that day, we had a treat waiting for us each morning, as we quietly peered through the glass door to see how the babies had changed.  The tiny birds started off as furry pink blobs, eyes closed and utterly unaware of the faces peering at them through the clear barrier.  After several days, their bodies became covered with tufts of hair, and after a week or so, they opened their eyes.  In two short weeks, their wings and feathers became visible and their awareness developed so that they would shrink down into the nest whenever we moved the curtain to take a peek.

On Monday afternoon, at two and a half weeks old, three birds had already left the nest,  and we were blessed to watch the final two muster up their courage and take flight.

I realized that we could learn a lot from these birds, and I’ll share that in a post on another day. For now, I thought I’d just share this little miracle of God’s creation, and His goodness in letting my little family be witness to it.

I’d love to hear how God has blessed you recently!  Please share your blessings in the comment section, below!