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Jacafamala Wrote:br>Please just promise me you won't become Muslim.

I think he should become a member of the Church.
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ONeill Wrote:
Jacafamala Wrote:br>Please just promise me you won't become Muslim.

I think he should become a member of the Church.
Now, now...
Oh my Jesus, I surrender myself to you. Take care of everything.--Fr Dolindo Ruotolo

Persevere..Eucharist, Holy Rosary, Brown Scapular, Confession. You will win.
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Jacafamala Wrote:
ONeill Wrote:
Jacafamala Wrote:br>Please just promise me you won't become Muslim.

I think he should become a member of the Church.
Now, now...

Well, it is the teaching of the Church isn't it?

Extra Ecclesiam nulla salus
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ONeill Wrote:
Jacafamala Wrote:
ONeill Wrote:
Jacafamala Wrote:br>Please just promise me you won't become Muslim.

I think he should become a member of the Church.
Now, now...

Well, it is the teaching of the Church isn't it?

Extra Ecclesiam nulla salus
Well, Luigi says he's Catholic...And he can provide an esoteric quote from a saint, any saint better than I can roll of a log going down stream in white water rapids...
Why, given enough time, I suppose he could muster up something wildly austere from, mmmmmmmmm, St. Therese of Lisieux. What do you say, there, Luigi? Can ya do it?

Hey, now there would be a really fun forum game. We oughta start a
"Luigi, give me a quote from St. _____. " Thread. There, now. Wouldn't that be a heck of a thing, O'Neill?
Oh my Jesus, I surrender myself to you. Take care of everything.--Fr Dolindo Ruotolo

Persevere..Eucharist, Holy Rosary, Brown Scapular, Confession. You will win.
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Seriously, luigi desperately needs (besides renouncing sede nonsense) Introduction to the Devout Life by St. Francis deSales.
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Jacafamala Wrote:Well, Luigi says he's Catholic...

Anyone can call themselves Catholic:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Old_Catholic

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Polish_Nati...lic_Church

But I refer to the Catholic Church with Pope Bededict XVI.

Quote:And he can provide an esoteric quote from a saint, any saint better than I can roll of a log going down stream in white water rapids...
Why, given enough time, I suppose he could muster up something wildly austere from, mmmmmmmmm, St. Therese of Lisieux. What do you say, there, Luigi? Can ya do it?

Hey, now there would be a really fun forum game. We oughta start a
"Luigi, give me a quote from St. _____. " Thread. There, now. Wouldn't that be a heck of a thing, O'Neill?

Story of a Soul Wrote:Very often, at my uncle's house, we used to play at being two
austere hermits, with only a poor hut, a little patch of corn, and
a garden in which to grow a few vegetables. Our life was to be
spent in continual contemplation, one praying while the other
engaged in active duties. All was done with religious gravity and
decorum. If we went out, the make-believe continued even in the
street; the two hermits would say the Rosary, using their fingers
to count on, so as not to display their devotion before those who
might scoff. One day, however, the hermit Therese forgot
herself--before eating a cake, given her for lunch, she made a
large Sign of the Cross, and some worldly folk did not repress a
smile.

We were so bent on always doing the same thing that sometimes we
carried it too far. Endeavouring one evening, on our way home from
school, to imitate the modest demeanour of the hermits, I said to
Marie: "Lead me, I am going to shut my eyes." "So am I," she
answered. Being on the pavement we were in no fear of vehicles,
and for a short while all went well, and we enjoyed walking with
our eyes shut; but presently we both fell over some boxes standing
at a shop door and knocked them down. The shopkeeper came out in a
rage to replace them, but the would-be blind pair picked
themselves up and ran off as fast as they could, with eyes wide
open. Then the hermits had to listen to a well-deserved scolding
from Jeanne, the maid, who seemed as vexed as the shopkeeper.
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ONeill Wrote:
Jacafamala Wrote:Well, Luigi says he's Catholic...

Anyone can call themselves Catholic:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Old_Catholic

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Polish_Nati...lic_Church

But I refer to the Catholic Church with Pope Bededict XVI.

Quote:And he can provide an esoteric quote from a saint, any saint better than I can roll of a log going down stream in white water rapids...
Why, given enough time, I suppose he could muster up something wildly austere from, mmmmmmmmm, St. Therese of Lisieux. What do you say, there, Luigi? Can ya do it?

Hey, now there would be a really fun forum game. We oughta start a
"Luigi, give me a quote from St. _____. " Thread. There, now. Wouldn't that be a heck of a thing, O'Neill?

Story of a Soul Wrote:Very often, at my uncle's house, we used to play at being two
austere hermits, with only a poor hut, a little patch of corn, and
a garden in which to grow a few vegetables. Our life was to be
spent in continual contemplation, one praying while the other
engaged in active duties. All was done with religious gravity and
decorum. If we went out, the make-believe continued even in the
street; the two hermits would say the Rosary, using their fingers
to count on, so as not to display their devotion before those who
might scoff. One day, however, the hermit Therese forgot
herself--before eating a cake, given her for lunch, she made a
large Sign of the Cross, and some worldly folk did not repress a
smile.

We were so bent on always doing the same thing that sometimes we
carried it too far. Endeavouring one evening, on our way home from
school, to imitate the modest demeanour of the hermits, I said to
Marie: "Lead me, I am going to shut my eyes." "So am I," she
answered. Being on the pavement we were in no fear of vehicles,
and for a short while all went well, and we enjoyed walking with
our eyes shut; but presently we both fell over some boxes standing
at a shop door and knocked them down. The shopkeeper came out in a
rage to replace them, but the would-be blind pair picked
themselves up and ran off as fast as they could, with eyes wide
open. Then the hermits had to listen to a well-deserved scolding
from Jeanne, the maid, who seemed as vexed as the shopkeeper.
You gotta love the Little Flower. My two youngest liked to play in their little plastic play house while I worked in the garden last summer. They were "poor" and they had to hunt for food in the wilderness.
Oh my Jesus, I surrender myself to you. Take care of everything.--Fr Dolindo Ruotolo

Persevere..Eucharist, Holy Rosary, Brown Scapular, Confession. You will win.
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Jacafamala Wrote:You gotta love the Little Flower. My two youngest liked to play in their little plastic play house while I worked in the garden last summer. They were "poor" and they had to hunt for food in the wilderness.

We used to hunt witches :)
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We were influenced mostly by Tolkien... we didn't hunt much, but did our best to avoid trolls!
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miss_fluffy Wrote:We were influenced mostly by Tolkien... we didn't hunt much, but did our best to avoid trolls!


My children have gone Steampunk I guess.  They have made expanded universes out of Jules Verne movies and Sherlock Holmes and act out scenes they created, and like to dress up Victorian.


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