Part of my prayer is that we win without it costing our souls.

Amen.
Tom Connelly | 09.29.06 - 4:42 pm | #

Interesting. I just got a newsletter from Father Corapi, in which he writes something in the same vein:

... As we celebrate the birthday of Our Lady, I am proposing that each one of us pray the Rosary for peace. Prayer is what must precede all other activity if that activity is to have any chance of success. Pray for peace, pray the Rosary every day without fail.

There is a great love for Mary among Muslim people. It is not a coincidence that a little village named Fatima is where God chose to have His Mother appear in the twentieth century. Our Lady’s name appears no less than thirty times in the Koran. No other woman’s name is mentioned, not even that of Mohammed’s daughter, Fatima. In the Koran Our Lady is described as “Virgin, ever Virgin.”

Archbishop Fulton Sheen prophetically spoke of the resurgence of Islam in our day. He said it would be through the Blessed Virgin Mary that Islam would be converted. We must pray for this to happen quickly if we are to avert a horrible time of suffering for this poor, sinful world.

Turn to our Mother in this time of great peril. Pray the Rosary every day. Then, and only then will there be peace, when the hearts and minds of men are changed from the inside. Talk is weak. Prayer is strong. Pray!

Noah Nehm | 09.29.06 - 4:45 pm | #

Thanks for the plug, Mark. I'm "chestertonian" over there, btw.

Curious: did you find that at the ACS blog on your own or did you get my e-mail yesterday telling you about it?

thanks,
Sean
Sean P. Dailey | Homepage | 09.29.06 - 6:08 pm | #

Excerpt from The Sacrifice, by George Herbert:

The Sacrifice.

OH all ye, who passe by, whose eyes and minde
To worldly things are sharp, but to me blinde;
To me, who took eyes that I might you finde:
Was ever grief like mine?

The Princes of my people make a head
Against their Maker: they do wish me dead,
Who cannot wish, except I give them bread;
Was ever grief like mine?

Without me each one, who doth now me brave,
Had to this day been an Egyptian slave.
They use that power against me, which I gave:
Was ever grief like mine?

Mine own Apostle, who the bag did beare,
Though he had all I had, did not forbeare
To sell me also, and to put me there:
Was ever grief like mine?

For thirtie pence he did my death devise,
Who at three hundred did the ointment prize,
Not half so sweet as my sweet sacrifice:
Was ever grief like mine?

Therefore my soul melts, and my hearts deare treasure
Drops bloud (the onely beads) my words to measure:
O let this cup passe, if it be thy pleasure:
Was ever grief like mine?

These drops being temper’d with sinners tears
A Balsome are for both the Hemispheres:1
Curing all wounds, but mine; all, but my fears:
Was ever grief like mine?

Yet my Disciples sleep; I cannot gain
One houre of watching; but their drowsie brain
Comforts not me, and doth my doctrine stain:
Was ever grief like mine?

Arise, arise, they come. Look how they runne!
Alas! what haste they make to be undone!
How with their lanterns do they seek the sunne!
Was ever grief like mine?....

More here: http://www.ccel.org/h/herbert/te.../ Sacrifice.html
Pavel Chichikov | Homepage | 09.29.06 - 7:12 pm | #

I'll try to spread that in several french weblogs...

It's time or never to read the Leon XIII encyclical : SUPREMI APOSTOLATUS OFFICIO (ENCYCLICAL OF POPE LEO XIII ON DEVOTION OF THE ROSARY)It deals exactly with that .
Source : http://www.vatican.va/ holy_fathe...officio_en.html
Gégé | 09.30.06 - 8:43 am | #

I only read this today,(Oct. 2) but I'm going to join in, keeping in mind the message from Jesus' parable, that even the laborers who joined late were accepted ...
henry o | 10.02.06 - 4:12 pm | #