Yours truly grew up going to the Twin Cities March for Life every year.
We hated it. It was cold and and an ugly subject.
Further, many of us were ridiculed by the secular culture for standing up and not going along with the leftist media.
But it was the Lord's
work. And missing school was nice.
One year, I was there alone, in my college years. Shivering on the steps of the Minnesota State Capitol. It was freezing. I did not want to be there.
elderly men ran up and stood next to me, shivering in the cold, wearing scarves and winter caps.
I recognized them immediately.
Bishop Paul Dudley and his brother, Fr. Francis
Dudley. Two saints, of blessed memory.
In that moment, it hit me like a train.
The Lord confirmed me in that moment: we stand not alone!
Never give up.
If the liberal garbage media tells you it is okay to kill innocent babies in utero, then you stand up for the voiceless and be a voice!
January 22, 1973 is a day that will live in infamy. It is the darkest day in U.S. history and is to be a day of prayer, fasting and penance for all Christians until killing babies becomes again a crime under the law in our land.
We are not innocent. The blood of 50 million butchered babies remains atop our soil.
Personhood rights for all human persons. Legal human abortion remains the greatest human rights abuse of our day.
Our Lady of Victory, pray for us!