Preparing for My First March for Life

In a few minutes I am about to head down to my first ever March for Life.

In the grand scheme, the New Brunswick one is a tiny march compared to the national one which had 23000 people last week. But it is still a big deal for me.

I was pro-life before I was pro-Catholic. People often I am pro-life because of my religion but that isn’t the case. But until recently I wasn’t comfortable being vocally pro-life.

I avoid conflicts and confrontation. I hate making myself uncomfortable or making others feel uncomfortable. Being pro-life is about love. Immense love. But love isn’t always comfortable. Nothing in life is supposed to be comfortable.

Being comfortable and being complacent are not being pro-life. Being pro-life is about love.

It is about the love for human rights. The first being the right to life.

It is about love for science. The science that shows us the new life that begins at conception and the by the time most children are aborted they have their own DNA. And a heartbeat.

It is about the love for children. Girls and those with disabilities. Who are more commonly aborted than anyone else.

It is about the love for woman. To show woman there is life after an unplanned pregnancy. There is support. There is a community that cares for them more than their bottom line.

Being pro-life is about life. Its joys and despairs. It is about changing laws to value people.  Born and unborn.

This is why I am choosing to march. This is why we march. We march for those who cannot speak for themselves and who have so much love to give and just need the chance to give it.

This is why I march.

Only One Chance to Say: Women In The Church

Still no computer, so posts from my phone continues. Apologies for dubious formatting or typos in advance.

Last weekend I was at the Diocese of Charlottetown Young Adult Summit and I had the privilege and pleasure of meeting and networking with many other like minded young adults. We were able to discuss, challenge and consider all of the possibilities for young adult ministry and the Church as a whole.

Two questions were brought up by the facilitators. One is, “why bother with the Church?” and the other,  “if you only had one chance to tell someone something, what would you say?”. I have been mulling over these questions a lot. And I am wordy, so there is a lot to consider and one post would never suffice.

So, I am thinking of turning one or both of them into a series of posts because the questions are important and need answering.

A quick summary of my post: The Catholic Church does not hate, belittle, or view women as less than men.

Okay, got that? She doesn’t. It isn’t hard to grasp but yet…people don’t get it. One of the main comments I kept getting when I decided to recommit to my Catholic faith was “but women aren’t equal”.

Women will never be priests but it isn’t because women are less equal than men it is because they are equal but different. Men are called to be priests because they are called to stand in the Person of Christ or in persona christi. They are able to stand in His place because Jesus chose to come to Earth as a man.

Women cannot stand in for men any more than men can stand in for women. Superficially, they can hold the same jobs, earn the same wages, etc. but biologically they cannot be the other. Men cannot bear children and women cannot be priests. One cannot take the place of the other. It is impossible.

This isn’t to say that women have to bear children. They can choose to become sisters or nuns or consecrated virgins. It is just as men don’t need to be priests.

But is has nothing to do with equality. If the Church was preaching inequality why were so many early martyrs women? Why would a woman willfully chose to convert to religion that, at the time, was a death sentence? It would’ve made no sense.

7 Quick Takes on my Phone!

These will probably be the quickest of takes because…blogging on my phone is my least favourite thing. Ever. I am still bitter that my computer is dead. I will get over it. Because? First world problems.

— 1 —

Spring has finally come to New Brunswick! I am thrilled and love that I can wear my dresses and skirts without tights and listen to my summer music. Like Wild Wild West and Ocean Avenue. Life is good again! I love music that is so bad it is awesome in the summer and feel no shame for it.

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Something Other Than God. I have no words how much I loved this book. I think Catholics and non-Catholics will find something identifiable in it. How often do we try to fill our lives with things that are shallow and superficial to find our happiness? How often do we find ourselves broken, alone and depressed in search of our elusive happy?

Jennifer Fulwiler spent years doing just that. But trying to find pure and lasting happiness in our shallow world will only lead to disappointment. That is why we need God. That is why we need His Church. That is why every day we search for something other than God, we are going to be disappointed.

Just…read the book. Trust Me. I’ll do more thorough review when I get my computer back.

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This weekend I am going to PEI for a young adult summit. So to say I am excited is a wild understatment. It is run by the people who started the Theology on Tap program and I can’t wait.

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Last night I had someone try to psychoanalyze me. Sort of. It was really uncalled for and I was astounded. I was asked to tell a story from my own life about how I am a resurrection story. About what was my own personal Good Friday and how I came out of it.

I briefly said I had been away from the Church for 7 years and said that for most of that time I would’ve consideres myself agnostic. But I went through a lot and eventually rediscovered Truth and came home and now I am living that.

I pick at my cuticles and scratch at my skin when I get anxious and uncomfortable. And this next part had me scratching at my skin so bad I nearly bled.

I said I didn’t want to get into anything in detail because it was personal. The response?

That means you haven’t really dealt with it and aren’t really worked through it because your not able to talk about it.

I was appalled. To be made to feel guilty for not wanting to share something personal? Who does that to someone?

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I figured that without a computer I would have more time to read. But nope. I’ve been reading less.

I want this busy to calm the flip down for two seconds so I can finish another book.

Or re-read Jennifer Fulwiler’s book. Because it is literally the first time I have ever made notes in an autobiography. There is a lot of underlining.  I also learned a lot about the origins of the Mass and Eucharistic celebration in her book. So it is both interesting, hilarious, tear inducing, and instructional.

How often do you find that in a book?

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I am going to my first ever March For Life next week in New Brunswick. This year it is especially contentious in NB because the Morgentaler Clinic in Fredericton announced its potential closure in July. The only on-demand abortion clinic in NB (it also serves PEI).

So this might be the most important one in Fredericton to date.

Also, mad props to the 23000 people who marched in Ottawa yesterday.

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I am just going to leave this:

Watch it. Love it. Dance.

You are welcome.

For more Quick Takes, visit Conversion Diary!

God bless,
Rebecca

Computer-less…

My computer died. The light went out of its screen. It is an ex-computer.

It has been a week now and it has been rougher than I thought. I miss blogging the most because I find blogging helps me get perspective.

I have a lot of blog posts floating in my head and I am concerned I will forget them. And blogging on my phone is NOT convenient.

But I should be able to manage a list of potential future blog posts.

1) “It’s okay as long as they aren’t hurting anyone”
2) Lies I was told growing up
3) All about how my diet affects my sleep (that post is mostly for me)
4) A book review of Jennifer Fulwiler’s Something Other Than God
5) A rundown of my first ever March For Life
6) A review of Jesus of Nazareth: Part 2 Holy Week
7) A rundown of my retreat this weekend

…..sit tight for that magic!

My new computer can not get here soon enough.

God Bless,
Rebecca