On Easter Sunday, I will receive my first COVID vaccine. When I heard the date, it felt like an intrusion on the day of celebrating the resurrection of Our Lord. Upon reflecting about it for a while, I decided that receiving the vaccine was a fine way to mark the liturgical feast.
It's long since time to break with March Break.
Lives deprived
The government of Argentina — a country that has given us Pope Francis — recently legalized abortion up to the 14th week of pregnancy. It has decided to break God’s fifth commandment — “Thou shalt not kill.” How shameful, disrespectful and irreverent.
Think back a year ago … to an Easter Sunday that reverberated with fear and anxiety as the world’s people tried to grasp the enormity of COVID-19.
We all know that Christ died on the cross. He took on all the sins of mankind and destroyed those sins. He died and was buried and on the third day He rose again from the dead. We call it Easter and that is meant to give us hope that death has lost its final sting.
If my prayer request for one miracle were answered, every Catholic church in Canada would toll a funeral bell two years from now when the first mentally ill Canadian is killed by MAiD.
Growing up in Montreal, with a mother who couldn’t speak French and a father who couldn’t speak English, I had an uncanny understanding of the power of words.
“You say you care about the poor … then tell me, what are their names?”
Lenten warmth
Just a couple of things I feel are noteworthy for they have warmed my heart in these past Lenten weeks.
With 60 “yea” votes in the Senate, Bill C-7 took its final step before becoming law on March 17, widening the expressway of death that Canada has been travelling since 2016.
This is the most profound story I have ever heard about prayer: