Wednesday, September 25, 2013

"Only when this question [of death] is answered can men truly celebrate and be free"



The Eucharist: Heart of the Church
 
The Wellspring of Life from the Side of the Lord, Opened in Loving Sacrifice


by Cardinal Joseph Ratzinger/Pope Benedict XVI

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In all ages, and among all peoples, the ultimate aim of men in their festivals has been to open the door of death. For as long as it does not touch on this question, a festival remains superficial, mere entertainment to anesthetize oneself. Death is the ultimate question, and wherever it is bracketed out there can be no real answer. Only when this question is answered can men truly celebrate and be free. The Christian feast, the Eucharist, plumbs the very depths of death. It is not just a matter of pious discourse and entertainment, of some kind of religious beautification, spreading a pious gloss on the world; it plumbs the very depths of existence, which it calls death, and strikes out an upward path to life, the life that overcomes death. And in this way the meaning of what we are trying to reflect on, in this meditation, becomes clear, what the tradition sums up in this sentence: The Eucharist is a sacrifice, the presentation of Jesus Christ’s sacrifice on the Cross.
Whenever we hear these words, inhibitions arise within us, and in all ages it has always been so. The question arises: When we talk about sacrifice, do we not do so on the basis of an unworthy picture of God, or at least a naive one? Does this not assume that we men should and could give something to God? Does this not show that we think of ourselves as equal partners with God, so to speak, who could barter one thing for another with Him: we give Him something so that He will give us something? Is this not to misapprehend the greatness of God, who has no need of our gifts, because He Himself is the giver of all gifts?
But, on the other hand, the question certainly does remain: Are we not all of us in debt to God, indeed, not merely debtors to Him but offenders against Him, since we are no longer simply in the position of owing Him our life and our existence but have now become guilty of offenses against Him? We cannot give Him anything, and in spite of that we cannot even simply assume that He will regard our guilt as being of no weight, that He will not take it seriously, that He will look on man as just a game, a toy.
It is to this very question that the Eucharist offers us an answer.
First of all, it says this to us: God Himself gives to us, that we may give in turn. The initiative in the sacrifice of Jesus Christ comes from God. In the first place it is He Himself who comes down to us: “God so loved the world that He gave His only-begotten Son” (Jn 3:16). Christ is not in the first instance a gift we men bring to an angry God; rather, the fact that He is there at all, living, suffering, loving, is the work of God’s love. He is the condescension of merciful love, who bows down to us; for us the Lord becomes a slave, as we saw in the previous meditation.
It is in this sense that, in the Second Letter to the Corinthians, we find the words in which grace calls out to us: “Be reconciled to God” (II Cor 5:20). Although we started the quarrel, although it is not God who owes us anything, but we Him, He comes to meet us, and in Christ He begs, as it were, for reconciliation. He brings to be in reality what the Lord is talking about in the story of the gifts in the Temple, where He says: “If you are offering your gift at the altar, and there remember that your brother has something against you, leave your gift there before the altar and go; first be reconciled to your brother, and then come and offer your gift” (Mt 5:23f). God, in Christ, has trodden this path before us; He has set out to meet us, His unreconciled children — He has left the temple of His glory and has gone out to reconcile us.
Yet we can already see the same thing if we look back to the beginning of the history of faith. Abraham, in the end, does not sacrifice anything he has prepared himself but offers the ram (the lamb) that has been offered to him by God. Thus, through this original sacrifice of Abraham a perspective opens up down the millennia; this lamb in the brambles that God gives him, so that he may offer it, is the first herald of that Lamb, Jesus Christ, who carries the crown of thorns of our guilt, who has come into the thorn bush of world history in order to give us something that we may give.
Anyone who correctly comprehends the story of Abraham cannot come to the same conclusion as Tilman Moser in his strange and dreadful book Poisoned by God; Moser reads here the evidence for a God who is as dreadful as poison, making our whole life bitter.3
Even when Abraham was still on his way, and as yet knew nothing of the mystery of the ram, he was able to say to Isaac, with trust in his heart: Deus providebit — God will take care of us. Because he knew this God, therefore, even in the dark night of his incomprehension he knew that He is a loving God; therefore, even then, when he found he could understand nothing, he could put his trust in Him and could know that the very one who seemed to be oppressing him truly loved him even then.
Only in thus going onward, so that his heart was opened up, so that he entered the abyss of trust and, in the dark night of the uncomprehended God, dared keep company with him, did he thereby become capable of accepting the ram, of understanding the God who gives to us that we may give. This Abraham, in any case, has something to say to all of us.
If we are only looking on from outside, if we only let God’s action wash over us from without and only insofar as it is directed toward us, then we will soon come to see God as a tyrant who plays about with the world. But the more we keep Him company, the more we trust in Him in the dark night of the uncomprehended God, the more we will become aware that that very God who seems to be tormenting us is the one who truly loves us, the one we can trust without reserve. The deeper we go down into the dark night of the uncomprehended God and trust in Him, the more we will discover Him and will find the love and the freedom that will carry us through any and every night.
 
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Taken from: http://www.adoremus.org/0913Ratzinger.html

Sunday, September 22, 2013

Ten Greatest (And Hilarious) Scientific Explanations for Miracle at Fatima

 



Sunday, March 27, 2011 11:26 PM ....

I’m always amazed what people will believe in order to avoid believing in God.
The Miracle of the Dancing Sun at Fatima which was seen by 70,000 people on October 13th, 1917 has been written about often. But many people continually attempt to explain away the vision of the sun dancing in the sky at a foretold time.
Every year I poke around the internet to see what new explanations have arisen to explain away the miracle. And I’m always astounded that they keep on trying. So here’s the new and updated list of the greatest scientific explanations for Fatima.
By now, secularists have amassed an enormous amount of explanations as to why we should not believe our own eyes. Here are the astounding reasons (some of them brand new and unintentionally hilarious) they’ve amassed so we should believe nothing at all special happened in Portugal that great day.
1. Stratospheric Dust. Steuart Campbell, writing for the 1989 edition of Journal of Meteorology, posited that a cloud of stratospheric dust altered the appearance of the sun making it abnormally easy to look at, and causing it to appear yellow, blue, and violet and to spin. In support of his hypothesis, Mr. Campbell reports that a blue and reddened sun was reported in China as documented in 1983.
Now, the fact that this happened on schedule doesn’t ruffle this theory for them at all I’m sure.
2. Not everyone saw it!. This is the polar opposite of the theory that some in China saw it too but consistency and science have nothing to do with each other when trying to disprove a miracle, I guess. Some astronomers argue that the sun dancing in the sky was not reported all over the world so it probably never happened.
Soooo the dancing sun was a regional event thus disproving it. And it was seen in China thereby disproving it. Hmmmm. Anyway, if it was a regional event shouldn’t that prove that something out of the ordinary happened.
3. Jerusalem Syndrome. This is a new entry. But a goodie. First identified in the 1930s by an Israeli psychiatrist, Jerusalem Syndrome describes psychotic symptoms associated with the Holy Land and to all sorts of delusionary thinking. But it’s posited that one doesn’t have to actually be in Jerusalem to suffer from narcissistic grandiose delusions like the three visionaries did. In fact, guess who else suffered from this. Yup. Adolf Hitler. Yeah, they’re comparing Hitler to Lucy, Jacinta and Francisco.
Now, of course, if the three children suffered from even the worst case of Jerusalem Syndrome ever that doesn’t really explain how 70,000 people caught the syndrome that day. Man, that’s one contagious syndrome. You’d have thought we’d have heard of it before now.
4. ESP! (Always my favorite) Author Lisa Schwebel claims that the event was a supernatural (but non-miraculous) case of ESP. Schwebel notes that the solar phenomenon reported at Fátima is not unique - there have been several reported cases of high pitched religious gatherings culminating in the sudden and mysterious appearance of lights in the sky.
Really? That’ll definitely help with the electric bills at churches. Just keep believing folks and all of a sudden like we’ll get some mysterious lights.
5. Mock-Sun. Didn’t even know this existed but it’s worth a listen. Joe Nickell, a skeptic and investigator of paranormal phenomena, claims that the position of the phenomenon is at the wrong azimuth and elevation to have been the sun. He suggests the cause may have been a sundog. Sometimes referred to as a parhelion or “mock sun”, a sundog is an atmospheric optical phenomenon associated with the reflection/refraction of sunlight by the numerous small ice crystals that make up cirrus or cirrostratus clouds. A sundog is, however, a stationary phenomenon, and would not explain the reported appearance of the “dancing sun”. So Nickell further suggests an explanation for this phenomena may lie in temporary retinal distortion, caused by staring at the intense light and/or the effect of darting the eyes to and fro so as to avoid completely fixed gazing (thus combining image, afterimage and movement). So the people shook their heads and thought a mock-sun was dancing? All 70,000?
And doesn’t this fly in the fact of the clever stratospheric dust theory that made the sun easy to look at on that day?
6. The Mass hallucination theory. Come on. You knew it was coming. One author claims that the crowd may have been expecting to see signs in the sun so they what they wanted to see. (Yeah because that happens all the time.) But McClure’s account fails to explain reports of people miles away, who were not even thinking of the event at the time, or the sudden drying of people’s rain-soaked clothes.
7. UFO! It has been argued that the Fatima phenomenon was an alien craft. Of course, either that craft happened to come on the day that the three little children said a miracle would occur or the apparitions were all the works of little green men. This all sounds more real than the Church’s explanation? These are the rationalists?
8. Solar Storm. A gigantic coronal mass ejection (CME) occurred. Every eleven years our sun goes through a period of solar storms and these storms have been with us for centuries of recorded history. Solar flares emit high-speed particles that cause the Aurora Borealis. Well that explains it all right there. Because we all know the Northern Lights look exactly like the Sun dancing. Or not.
9. Peer pressure. And you thought peer pressure was all just about high schoolers making other high schoolers do stupid things. But in this case three little children peer pressured thousands of adults into believing they saw the sun dance. 70,000 people. That’s pretty strong peer pressure especially for the people who saw it 20 miles away. Long distance peer pressure. Impressive.
10. Evolution. This is sadly from Institute of Physics at the Catholic Univeristy of Louvain. Evolution has provided us with the infamous “zoom and loom effect”. It tends to appear when people see an object at an unknown distance. The brain will then consider the possibility that it could come closer so the brain performs an illusory mental zoom, where the apparent size of the object progressively increases. This supposedly results from evolution making humans fear being eaten by an approaching thing with big teeth. So your brain zooms it in to scare the heck out of you.
But when you realize that you’re not in danger your brain sends it back further away. Thus the dancing sun. Amazing. 70,000 people thought the Sun was a predator coming to eat them and when they realized the Sun had no teeth they “zoomed and loomed” it back to where it belonged.
Had none of these people ever seen the sun before? Were they marathon spelunkers just surfacing after years underground? Come on.
Bonus reason
11. Religious people are really stupid. This is a new one from a site called Miracle Skeptic that is so indicative of today’s atheist movement in that it assumes that religious people are all incredibly stupid.
The role of suggestion and emotionalism and imagination in the miracle cannot be underestimated. Lucia was able to trigger many of the people in their highly charged emotional state to imagine seeing the sun spin.
The people thought their clothes dried miraculously. They must not have realised that they had not been wet or not noticed that they had dried out which shows what kind of mental state many of them were in.
They didn’t know they weren’t wet? Did Lucy recruit the 70,000 stupidest people in the entire world to come to Fatima? They didn’t know they weren’t wet and they were prone to believing their imaginings about the sun dancing?

So after listening to these level-headed scientists(?) my faith isn’t really shaken too bad. How about yours?


Read more: http://www.ncregister.com/blog/matthew-archbold/ten-greatest-and-hilarious-scientific-explanations-for-miracle-at-fatima#ixzz2fgU2fjwV

Life and Miracles of Padre Pio



Taken from: http://infallible-catholic.blogspot.com.au/2012/04/life-and-miracles-of-padre-pio.html

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The cause for canonization for most prospective Saints usually includes about five cartons of documentation that is submitted to the Congregation for the Causes of the Saints. In Padre Pio’s case, over 100 cartons of documentation were initially submitted.

The miracles attributed to Padre Pio are too numerous to be contained under one post. For further reading, please click on each of the links below:

Padre Pio on:

* Stigmata
* Bilocation
* Gift of Healing
* Gift of Reading Souls
* Encounter with his Guardian Angel
* Purgatory
* Triumph over the Devil
* Blessed Virgin Mary and the Rosary

Padre Pio had wounds on the hands and feet, on the left side of the chest, and on the right shoulder were Jesus carried the Cross. He also had transverberation of the heart, wounds from scourging, and an invisible crown of thorns. All were very painful.

Padre Pio would have preferred to suffer in secret, but by early 1919, news about his stigmata began to spread in the secular world. Padre Pio’s wounds were examined by many people, including physicians. Those close to him attest that he manifested several spiritual gifts including the gifts of healing, bilocation, levitation, prophecy, miracles, extraordinary abstinence from both sleep and nourishment, the ability to read hearts, the gift of tongues, the gift of conversions, and the fragrance from his wounds.

Padre Pio on Confession

Hearing confessions have played a prominent role in the life and miracles of Padre Pio. From 1918 to 1923, Padre Pio heard confessions 15 to 19 hours every day. The average confession made to Padre Pio lasted only three minutes. According to one estimate, Padre Pio heard a total of approximately 5 million confessions.

In the 1940s and 50s, he generally heard confessions somewhat less than that, but still five to eight hours every day. There were so many people who wanted their confessions to be heard by Padre Pio that they had to wait two or three weeks before their turn came. In the 1050s, it even became necessary to open an office to give out tickets. The tickets were numbered which indicated where people should stand in line for Padre Pio’s confessional. A rule was also instituted that one could not go to confession to Padre Pio more than once every eight days.

One man from Padua, who had gone to confession to Padre Pio, tried to go to confession again before the eight-day waiting period had elapsed. In order to circumvent the waiting-period, he lied about the amount of days that had passed since his last confession to Padre Pio. When he entered the confessional, Padre Pio sent him out and forcefully accused him of his lie. After being kicked out, the man said with tears, "I’ve told many lies during my lifetime, and I thought I could deceive Padre Pio too." But Padre Pio had a supernatural knowledge of his action. Padre Pio demanded that each confession be a true conversion. He did not tolerate a lack of honesty in the confession of sins. He was very stern on those who made excuses, spoke insincerely, or lacked a firm resolution to amend their lives. He demanded frankness and total honesty from the penitent. He also required a true and sincere sorrow of heart, and an absolute firmness in a person’s resolutions for the future.

Many of Padre Pio’s penitents made astounding statements that, when in his confessional, they would experience the awesome impression of being before the judgment seat of God. If the penitent was not honest, or just read through the list of his or her sins without the firm resolution to change, Padre Pio would often growl, "Get out!" Many people said that Padre Pio was brusque and irate, that he would sometimes snap shut the panel in the penitent’s face. Padre Pio would often denounce a penitent with a searing phrase.

One man, who was thrown out of the confessional by Padre Pio, stated, "What kind of blackguardly monk is that? He did not give me time to say a word, but straightway called me an old pig and told me to get out!" Another person said to this man that Padre Pio probably had good reasons for calling him an old pig and treating him in this way. "I can’t think why," said the man who had been thrown out of the confessional; and then, after a pause, the man said, "unless it is because I happen to be living with a woman who is not my wife."

Padre Pio also threw certain priests and bishops out of his confessional. He once told a priest, "If you knew fully what a fearful thing it is to sit in the tribunal of the confessional! We are administering the Blood of Christ. We must be careful that we do not fling it about by being too easy-going or negligent."

Another man went to confession to Padre Pio in order to test him. He wanted to see if Padre Pio could pick up that he was lying. The man told Padre Pio that he was not there to confess his sins, but to ask for prayers for a relative. This was not true, and Padre Pio knew it immediately. Padre Pio struck him across the face and ordered him out of the confessional.

One woman who came on a long trip to see Padre Pio said to him in confession, "Padre Pio, four years ago I lost my husband and I haven’t gone to church since then." Padre Pio replied, "Because you lost your husband, you also lost God? Go away! Go away!" as he quickly closed the door of the confessional. Shortly after this event, the same woman recovered her faith, attributing it to the way Padre Pio treated her - probably acknowledging how she had put her attachment to her husband above God.

Andre Mandato spoke about the time he went to confession to Padre Pio, "I had been going to church every Sunday but I had no strong belief in confession. I went very seldom. I started to believe in confession only after I went to Padre Pio. The first time I confessed to him, he told me what sins I had committed."

Katharina Tangeri described going to confession to Padre Pio: " . . . Padre Pio began with his asking us how long it had been since our last confession. This first question established contact between Padre Pio and the penitent; it suddenly seemed as if Padre Pio knew everything about us. If our [the penitent’s] answers were unclear or inexact, he would correct them; we would get the feeling that . . . his eye could see our soul as it really was before God."

Padre Pio commented on the amount of confessions he heard, and how he was able to do it: "There have been periods when I heard confessions without interruption for eighteen hours consecutively. I don’t have a moment to myself. But God helps me effectively in my ministry. I feel the strength to renounce everything, so long as souls return to Jesus and love Jesus."

John McCaffery went to confession to Padre Pio, and writes of his extraordinary experience. McCaffery wanted Padre Pio to pray for some of his friends. McCaffery recalls: "So, during a pause, I began to say 'And then, Padre…', but he interrupted me smilingly and said: 'Yes, I shall remember your friends too!"

A woman named Nerina Noe went to Padre Pio for confession. She told him that she was thinking about giving up smoking; she did not anticipate the gruff reply Padre Pio gave her: "Women who smoke cigarettes are disgusting."

Frederick Abresch was one of those penitents who had been converted after going to Padre Pio for confession. Here are some of the things he described about the story of his incredible conversion:

"In November of 1928, when I went to see Padre Pio for the first time, it had been a few years since I had passed from Protestantism to Catholicism, which I did out of social convenience. I did not have the faith; at least now I understand that I was merely under the illusion of having it. Having been raised in a highly anti-Catholic family and imbued with prejudices against dogmas to such a degree that a hasty instruction was unable to wipe out, I was always avid for secret and mysterious things.

I found a friend who introduced me into the mysteries of spiritism. Quite quickly, however, I got tired of these inconclusive messages from beyond the grave; I went fervently into the field of the occult, magic of all sorts, etc. Then I met a man who declared, with a mysterious air, that he was in possession of the only truth: 'theosophy'. I quickly became his disciple, and on our nightstands we began accumulating books with the most enticing and attractive titles. With self-assurance and self-importance, I used words like Reincarnation, Logos, Brahma, Maja, anxiously awaiting some great and new reality that was supposed to happen.

I do not know why, although I believe it was above all to please my wife, but from time to time I still continued to approach the holy Sacraments. This was my state of soul when, for the first time, I heard of that Capuchin Father who had been described to me as a living crucifix, working continual miracles.

Growing curious . . . I decided to go and see with my own eyes . . . I knelt down at the confessional [and told Padre Pio that] . . . I considered confession to be a good social and educational institution, but that I did not believe in the divinity of the Sacrament at all . . . The Padre, however, said with expressions of great sorrow, 'Heresy! Then all your Communions were sacrilegious . . . you must make a general confession. Examine your conscience and remember when you last made a good confession. Jesus has been more merciful with you than with Judas.'

Then, looking over my head with a stern eye, he said in a strong voice, 'Praised be Jesus and Mary!' and went over to the church to hear the women’s confessions, while I stayed in the sacristy, deeply moved and impressed. My head was spinning and I could not concentrate. I still heard in my ears: 'Remember when you last made a good confession!' With difficulty I managed to reach the following decision: I would tell Padre Pio that I had been a Protestant, and that although after the abjuration I was rebaptized (conditionally), and all the sins of my past life were wiped out by virtue of holy Baptism, nevertheless, for my tranquility I wanted to begin the confession from my childhood.

When the Padre returned to the confessional, he repeated the question to me: 'So when was the last time you 'made a good confession?' I answered, 'Father, as I was . . .’ but at that point the Padre interrupted me, saying, ' . . . you last made a good confession when you were coming back from your honeymoon, let’s leave everything else aside and begin from there!'

I remained speechless, shaken with a stupor, and I understood that I had touched the supernatural. The Padre, however, did not leave me time to reflect. Concealing his knowledge of my entire past, and in the form of questions, he listed all my faults with precision and clarity . . . After the Padre had brought all my mortal sins to light, with impressive words he made me understand the gravity of these faults, adding in an unforgettable tone of voice, 'You have sung a hymn to Satan, while Jesus in His ardent love has broken His neck for you.' Then he gave me my penance and absolved me . . . I believe not only in the dogmas of the Catholic Church, but also in the least of its ceremonies . . . to take away this faith, one would have to take away my life as well."

Joe Greco, a great devotee of Padre Pio, had a dream in which he met Padre Pio on a road and asked him to save his sick father. Joe’s father suddenly recovered after the dream. In order to thank Padre Pio, Joe decided to travel down to see him in person. After waiting four days, Joe managed to go to Padre Pio for confession. Joe described the meeting:

"This is what did it really, when Padre Pio saw me he said: 'Well your father is all right, then.' Well it shattered me really because I never had been down in San Giovanni Rotondo before. I had never been down in that part of the world, nor did I know anyone down there. And yet I posed in my mind a question to him, I was saying 'was it you, was it you?' And he replied, 'in the dream, in the dream.' Well, I started shaking, I was scared stiff to tell you the truth. I said, 'yes Father, in the dream, Father.' I told him my sins, and before he gave me absolution he said to me: 'now then, there is something else you know' [that you didn’t mention in confession]. I said, 'well Father, I can’t remember anything else.' Padre Pio went on to describe an incident with a girl in the park when I was first in the army. Well it all came back to me. I wished the ground had opened up and swallowed me, I was so embarrassed. I then said to Padre Pio, 'Yes Father, it all comes back to me and I’m afraid I forgot to tell it in confession, I’m so ashamed.' 'Well,' he said, 'you have been carrying this sin around with you ever since 1941, and the place was Blackburn to tell you the truth.' And I got up to go and Padre Pio said, 'There is something else you have forgotten,' and there was a slight smile on his face. I said, 'Oh no Father, truly there is nothing else I can remember.' I thought it was about some sin. And he said: 'look in your pocket.' So I took my rosary beads out [of my pocket], I gave them to him, he blessed them and gave them back to me. And that was it."

One man said to Padre Pio in confession: "But I am attached to my sins, for me they are a necessary way of life. Help me find a remedy." Padre Pio handed him a prayer to St. Michael the Archangel to be said every day for four months.

Don Nello Castello, a priest from Padua, Italy, who had gone to confession to Padre Pio hundreds of times, recalled his incredible experiences:

"I went to confession to Padre Pio at least a hundred times. I recall the first time, his words both jolted and enlightened me. The counsels he gave me reflected exact knowledge of my whole life both past and future. At times he would surprise me with suggestions unconnected with the sins confessed. But later events made it clear that his counsel had been prophetic. In one confession in 1957, he spoke five times with insistence on the same question, using different words, and reminding me of an ugly fault of impatience. Furthermore, he enlightened me on the underlying causes that provoked the impatience. He described to me the behavior I should follow to avoid impatience in the future. This happened without my having said a word about the problem. Thus he knew my problems better than I did and advised me how to correct them."

Among those who came to see Padre Pio, there were professed unbelievers. Some of them came to see him out of curiosity, others to mock both Padre Pio and God.

Two Freemasons, who were bitterly opposed to God and the Catholic Church, decided to make mock confessions to Padre Pio of sins they simply made up. Their goal was to desecrate the Sacrament of Penance. These men went to him at separate times. As they began to confess their made up sins, Padre Pio stopped them, told them he knew what they were doing, and then began to tell each of them their real sins, as well as the time, the place and how they committed them. The two men were so overwhelmed that a few days later they repented of their sinful lives and converted.

An unbelieving Communist also came to Padre Pio for confession. At the time he still had not abandoned his evil beliefs. Padre Pio chased him out of the confessional, saying: "What are you doing in front of God’s tribunal if you don’t believe? Go! Go away! You are a Communist!"

In the confessional, Padre Pio would say things such as: "Why did you sell your soul to the Devil? . . . How irresponsible! . . . You are on the way to Hell!" . . . O you careless man, go first and get repentance, and then come here . . . !"

One person in confession questioned the very existence of Hell. Padre Pio responded, "You will believe it when you get there."

Padre Pio considered going to confession frequently to be something necessary for growth in the spiritual life. He went to confession at least once a week. He never wanted his spiritual children to go without confession more than ten days.

One time Padre Pio was asked: "We confess everything that we can remember or know, but perhaps God sees other things that we cannot recall?" He responded: "If we put into [our confession] all our good will and we have the intention to confess [all mortal sins] . . . all that we can know or remember - the mercy of God is so great that He will include and erase even what we cannot remember or know."

For this reason one should say at the end of a confession, "and I confess any sins that I may have forgotten and did not mention in this confession."

Padre Pio on Modern-day Fashion

Padre Pio had extremely strong views on modern female fashions in dress. When the mini-skirt craze started, no one dared to come to Padre Pio’s monastery dressed in such an inappropriate fashion. Other women came not in mini skirts, but in skirts that were veryshort. Padre Pio got very upset about. One woman tried to change her skirt before going to confession; she borrowed a longer one from a friend. When she entered the confessional, he drew back the little shutter, and then snapped it shut again, stating: "Well? Have we been dressing up for a carnival, then?" Any woman who came into his confessional wearing a skirt that was not eight inches below the knees was sent away immediately without being able to go to confession. Other women, who managed to enter dressed somewhat improperly, were ordered out by Padre Pio, with him sometimes shouting "out! out! out!"

Padre Pio tolerated neither tight skirts nor short or low-necked dresses. He also forbade his spiritual daughters to wear transparent stockings. His severity increased each year. He would dismiss women from the confessional, even before they got inside, if he discerned their dress to be inappropriate. Many mornings he drove one out after another - ending up hearing only very few confessions. He also had a sign fastened to the church door, declaring: "By Padre Pio’s explicit wish, women must enter his confessional wearing skirts at least eight inches below the knees. It is forbidden to borrow longer dresses in church and to wear them for the confessional."

Padre Pio would rebuke some women with the words, "Go and get dressed." He would at times add: "Clowns!" He would not give anyone a pass, whether they were people he met or saw the first time, or long-time spiritual daughters. In many cases, the skirts were many inches below the knees, but still were not long enough for Padre Pio’s severity. Boys and men also had to wear long trousers, if they did not want to be kicked out of the church. Shorts, and short sleeves, even on children, were anathema.

Padre Pio on Sins of Impurity

It was well known among the older priests that Padre Pio was not against using harsh, rough, and shocking language. This was especially true when he was dealing with cases of impurity, scandal, calumny, and sins against Motherhood. He did not forgive these people without a rebuke, and often a very severe one. While serious sinners were often admonished with a severe warning, others were refused absolution because they were not sufficiently prepared.

A man who was being unfaithful to his wife confessed to Padre Pio that he was having "a spiritual crisis." Padre Pio stood up and yelled, "What spiritual crisis? You’re a vile pig and God is angry with you. Go away!"

Another young woman confessed that she had committed sins against purity. However, she knew that when she returned home she would fall back into the same temptation and commit the sin again. She lacked the firm resolution to amend her life and cease sinning - an essential component in making a valid confession. Padre Pio refused to absolve her. She came back again and made the same confession, but Padre Pio again did not absolve her. This happened four times in a row. Right before her fifth confession, she thought to herself, "I’d rather die than commit this sin again," and she thought about this during her whole confession. Padre Pio examined her closely, and then absolved her.

A woman who had an abortion met Padre Pio. She said, "I never knew abortion was a sin." He replied, "What do you mean, you didn’t know that this was a sin? That’s killing . . . it’s a sin, a great sin."

One woman said she had read immoral books. Padre Pio said, "Have you confessed this before?" "Yes," she replied. "What did your confessor say to you?" Padre Pio asked. "I wasn’t to do it anymore," she said. Without saying a word, Padre Pio closed the confessional door in her face and began to hear the next confession.

Special Intervention of Padre Pio

Padre Pio spoke to a recently-widowed woman; her husband had left her and their two children to live with another woman for over three years. Suddenly cancer had taken his life. He consented to receive the last sacraments before his death, after many pressing appeals.

The woman asked: "Where is his soul, Padre? I haven’t slept, worrying" "Your husband’s soul is condemned forever," Padre Pio responded. The woman replied: "Condemned?" Padre Pio sadly nodded. "When receiving the last Sacraments, he concealed many sins. He had neither repentance nor a good resolution. He was also a sinner against God’s mercy, because he said he always wanted to have a share of the good things in life and then have time to be converted to God."

Undershirt of Padre Pio bearing bloody marks on the
right shoulder
Another woman told her fiancé that she could not go through with marriage unless he agreed to return to the Church. Upset and cynical, he agreed to go with her to Padre Pio’s monastery. They went together to the very early Mass. During Mass, the girl was amazed to see her fiancé staring at the altar, pale and appearing to be shocked. "Does this happen every day?" he quietly said to her. "Yes," she responded in puzzlement, ignorant of the reason for his unusual question. Only after they came out of the Church was his reaction clearly explained to her. He saw a mass of thorns on Padre Pio’s head, and blood running down his face; and he thought everyone was seeing what he saw.

One day a priest brought a husband and wife to Padre Pio so that he could bless them. Three of their sons were in prison for burglary. Padre Pio said to them, "I absolutely refuse to bless you! You didn’t pull in the reins when your children were growing up, so don’t come along now when they are in jail and ask for my blessing."

A woman came to Padre Pio whose daughter had just died in the process of giving birth. The woman could not think of anything else but the loss of her daughter. Padre Pio said to her: "And why are you weeping so much for her when she is already in Paradise? You would do much better to devote more attention to the activities of your seventeen-year-old daughter who comes home late at night from dances and entertainments."

One young man in Rome was ashamed of his normal custom of tipping his hat when passing in front of a Catholic church. He was scared that his friends would make fun of him. But one time he heard Padre Pio’s voice in his ear saying: "Coward." Later on, he met Padre Pio in person and without saying anything Padre Pio said, "Next time it will be a sound box on the ear!"

One time Padre Pio was coming around the altar and spoke to a man taking photographs. He told the man that he must take no more than one or two photographs during the mass. The person agreed, but then shot two whole spools. They all came out blank.

A doctor took a single camera shot of Padre Pio, and then decided he would take some more pictures. When the doctor re-adjusted his camera and was about to shoot, Padre Pio said: "No, Doctor; no photographs, please!" "Right Padre, sorry!" And then the doctor proceeded to take one photograph after another. They all came out blank except the one picture the doctor shot before being forbidden.

Cesare Festa was a lawyer and the cousin of Padre Pio’s personal physician. Festa decided to go and see the famous priest whom his cousin had told him so much about. When they met, Padre Pio said, "You are a Mason." In an arrogant expression of loyalty to the lodge, Festa said, "Yes, Father." "And what is your task as a Mason?" Padre Pio asked. "It is to carry on our fight against the Church in the political sphere," Festa replied. Padre Pio then said things to Festa that convinced him that he could not have had such knowledge of him and his past except by supernatural means.

Night shirt of Padre Pio bearing blood
from scourging
A Communist approached Padre Pio and started to speak to him. Padre Pio interrupted him saying, "May I see your membership card?" The man took it from his wallet and gave it to him. Padre Pio took the card and tore it to pieces.

One time Padre Pio said to a man named Antonio, "How can you call yourself a Catholic and a Communist at the same time? Take your pick. You are one or the other, but you can’t be both." These statements jolted Antonio, and caused him to renounce Communism and return to the Catholic Faith.

Giovanni da Prato was a taxi-driver and a violent Communist. When he would get drunk, da Prato would sometimes beat up his wife. One evening he had done just that, and was staggering into his bedroom, and he threw himself on the bed. At that moment, he began to feel the bed being shaken strongly from the lower bed-rail, and looking down in amazement he saw a friar holding the rail and looking at him angrily. The friar told him very clearly what he thought of him and his activity, and then seemed to disappear. The violent Communist Giovanni sprang from his bed, quickly locked the front door, and then shouted to his wife: "Now then, where’s that so-and-so monk?"

Pushing aside her denials and protests, Giovanni searched the house and found no one. As some time passed, he got sober enough to be convinced by his wife’s sincerity. His wife had been praying to Padre Pio for help; she wondered if this event was the answer to her prayers. She told her husband that she believed it was Padre Pio who had appeared in the bedroom. Giovanni said sternly, "Look, no monk makes a monkey out of me. I’m going down to have a look at this Padre Pio of yours and hear what he has to say for himself. I’ll also find out if he flies!"

Some days later, true to his word, Giovanni made a long trip in his taxi to see Padre Pio. He arrived and found Padre Pio. He recognized Padre Pio, and spoke to him. He was thunder-struck and Padre Pio led him to make a confession. After his confession, Giovanni admitted. "What I forgot, he recalled for me. I was weeping . . ." And at the end of the confession, Giovanni pulled out his Communist Party Membership Card and asked Padre Pio to destroy it. "Yes, I shall. But you have another of these cards in the drawer by the head of your bed. Destroy that too when you go home." Padre Pio then said to him, "You have given great scandal, and now you must do something to make up for it. For your penance you will go every Sunday to Holy Communion at the last Mass in the main church until I tell you to stop." In those days, the fasting rule was to abstain from all solid foods from midnight until Holy Communion. Giovanni had to do this for the better part of a year.

Giovanni had been an important figure among his Communist companions, but now he was just a regular "holy Joe." He challenged some of the Communists that he knew by saying: "Why don’t you come down with me and see how you make out?" Month after month Communists would go down to see Padre Pio; they were always impressed and sometimes converted.

One man named Frances wrote to the official magazine of Padre Pio about how Padre Pio tried to help him. He wrote: "As you can see from the above address, I am in prison in England. I have been here for five years . . . Don’t worry I blame no one for where I am except my own stupid self. Yes, I am to blame . . . I am an alcoholic and that’s where all the trouble started . . . One night I was sleeping and I had a dream of Padre Pio warning me if I did not stop drinking I would end up in a lot of trouble. Well, I never took any heed of the dream and here I am today in prison on a life sentence . . . I won’t go into the details, but I still say my rosary and of course my novena to the good man himself."

Another interesting story sent to the magazine was the story of R. Van Gisbergen: "I'm a twenty-eight year old man from Holland . . . I was as a young child against everything of a religious kind. My parents always took me to church on Sunday, but when I had the opportunity I tried to escape out of their area. Yes, something in me was against God. My life was filled with all kinds of sins against God . . . At this time, I often tried to commit suicide and was full of hate against myself, people and the world . . . On September 23, 1988, the devil appeared in my dream and I was very scared. Outside this dream I didn’t believe in God or the devil. The devil appeared in the shape of dog heads and dragon heads with tongues full of blood. I was in a real panic. Then there came a monk with a beard and a brown habit. He said to me: 'Don’t be afraid my son, I will protect you by Almighty God!' And immediately I was awake and there was in me an inexplicable joy and happiness . . . Anyway, I phoned my mother and told her about this dream. She asked me to come over. I came up to her place and she showed me a book which was titled: Padre Pio from Pietrelcina. My mother opened it and I smelled a kind of perfume . . . Then she turned the pages and I couldn’t believe my eyes because the photo showed the same monk of my dream. I shouted, ' . . . this is the same man as in my dream.' My mother was full of wonder . . . suddenly I heard in Dutch, 'come to my grave, come to my grave' his voice was so clear . . . and last year, I thanked Padre Pio . . . at his grave."

Padre Pio’s Sufferings

One of the main reasons that the Devil hated Padre Pio so much is that he was winning so many souls through his sufferings. He often remarked on the extent of these astounding sufferings.

Padre Pio: "The heavenly Father has not ceased to allow me to share in the sufferings of his Only-Begotten Son, even physically. These pains are so acute as to be absolutely indescribable and inconceivable."

Padre Pio said that his sufferings could be compared "to that which the martyrs experienced when burned alive or brutally put to death when giving witness to their faith in Jesus Christ."

Padre Pio, November 25, 1915: "My condition is becoming unbearable and I remain alive only by a miracle."

Padre Pio, Letter, November 3, 1915: "The Lord caused me to experience the pains the damned endure in the infernal regions."

Padre Pio, Letter, August 13, 1916: " . . . I am not exaggerating when I say that the souls in Purgatory certainly suffer no greater pain."

Padre Pio: " . . . I am suffering immensely and I feel I am dying at all times."

Speaking to a person about some of his physical sufferings, Padre Pio said: "It is not so much the days. You see, when the events of the day begin, one thing carries me on to the next, and so the day passes. It is the nights. If I ever allow myself to sleep, the pain of these (and he held up his wounded hands to indicate the stigmata) is multiplied beyond measure."

Responding to a person who asked him if his stigmata hurt, Padre Pio replied: "Do you think that the Lord gave them to me for a decoration?"

Padre Pio: "Just imagine the anguish that I felt then and I still experience practically every day. The wound in the heart bleeds abundantly . . .” “ . . . I have been aware that there is in me something that feels like a sheet of iron that extends from the bottom part of my heart to the lower right side of my back. It causes very sharp pain and doesn’t let me get any rest . . ."

Padre Pio refused all types of artificial heat, gas or electric heaters, even charcoal heat for the cold winter nights. One time Padre Pio went for twenty-one days without eating. He only received Holy Communion. "You must eat," said the superior. "Please, I cannot eat." "You must," the superior insisted and within minutes Padre Pio vomited everything he tried. Padre Pio often had a lack of appetite, spells of vomiting and perspiring. He had periods of high fever that baffled all the doctors, who did not know how to treat him. Some of Padre Pio’s temperatures were so high that the mercury shot out of the thermometer. Some ordinary thermometers broke under his armpit. On one occasion, using a different thermometer that did not break, his temperature came out to 127.4 degrees Fahrenheit.

The temperatures in excess of 125 degrees Fahrenheit would sometimes come on without any reason whatsoever. Fr. Michaelangelo, a Franciscan who lived with him, said: "No ordinary thermometer could measure Padre Pio’s temperature . . . I was present once when the doctor wanted to take his temperature and see if it would break his thermometer. Padre Pio said, 'No, the thermometer will break!' In an instant, Bang! The mercury shot up and broke it immediately."

One doctor, who was speaking to another doctor about Padre Pio’s high temperatures, stated: "When I took his temperature, it went right off the scale. I had to have a special thermometer sent down, and it registered 125 degrees last night and 120 degrees this morning. He shouldn’t even be alive."

Padre Pio said about suffering: "No suffering borne out of love for Christ, even poorly borne, will go unrewarded in eternal life. Trust and hope in the merits of Jesus and in this way even poor clay will become the finest gold which will shine in the palace of the King of heaven."

Our Lord once spoke to Padre Pio about his sufferings in the following manner:

"My son, I need victims in order to appease my Father’s justifiable and divine anger: renew your sacrifice and make it without reservations."

Padre Pio: "If people would only understand the value of suffering, they would not seek pleasure, but only to suffer."

Padre Pio also complained of problems with blindness as far back as November 18, 1912. On January 30, 1915, Padre Pio wrote: " . . . my sight . . . has improved from time to time."

Another suffering (although not physical) was the fact that although God often made clear the status of the souls of others, Padre Pio remained in the dark about his own soul. Padre Pio said, "In other souls, through the grace of God, I see clearly, but in my own I see nothing but darkness."

Some other Visions given to Padre Pio

Padre Pio received many visions during his life. In March 1913, Padre Pio wrote his confessor, Father Agostino, and told him the following:

"Friday morning I was still in bed when Jesus appeared to me. He was very sad and upset. He showed me a multitude of priests regular and secular, among them various ecclesiastical dignitaries. Some were celebrating the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass. Others were putting on the sacred vestments; still others were taking them off.

The sight of Jesus in distress gave me much pain, so I asked Him why He was suffering so much. He did not reply, but kept looking towards those priests. When He became tired of looking, He glanced away. He raised his eyes towards me and two tears ran down his cheeks. He walked away from the crowd of priests with an expression of disgust and scorn, crying: 'Butchers!' Turning to me He said:

'My son, do not believe that my agony lasted only three hours. No, I shall be in agony until the end of the world because of those for whom I have done the most. During my agony, my son, we must not sleep. My soul seeks a few drops of human pity. But alas, they leave me alone under the weight of indifference. The ingratitude and the sleep of my ministers make my agony more difficult to bear. Alas, how they return my love. What pains me even more is that they add scorn and unbelief to their indifference. How many times I was ready to destroy them, but I was held back by the angels and the souls that love me. Write to your confessor and tell him what you have seen and what you have heard this morning. Tell him to show your letter to the Provincial.'

While praying in church, Padre Pio heard Jesus say the following:

"With what ingratitude is my love for men repaid! I should be less offended by them if I had loved them less. My Father does not want to bear with them any longer. I myself want to stop loving them, but, alas! My heart is made to love! Weak and cowardly men make no effort to overcome temptation and indeed they take delight in their wickedness. The souls for whom I have a special predilection fail me when put to the test, the weak give way to discouragement and despair, while the strong are relaxing by degrees. They leave me alone by night, alone by day in the churches. They no longer care about the Sacrament of the altar. Hardly anyone ever speaks of this Sacrament of love, and even those who do, speak, alas, with great indifference and coldness. My heart is forgotten; Nobody thinks anymore of my love and I am continually grieved. For many people, my house has become an amusement center . . . I behold, my son . . . many people who act hypocritically and betray me by sacrilegious communions, trampling under foot the light and strength which I give them continually . . ."

Padre Pio's Room
Acknowledgement

Images are courtesy of caccioppoli.com
Many thanks to mostholyfamilymonastery.com

Tim Flannery has been sacked - and so too should journalists who are climate change scaremongers


  

 
 
TIM Flannery has been sacked. But why haven't journalists who promoted such scaremongers been sacked, too?

When will they pay the price for the most shameful collective failure of journalism in decades?
Flannery's astonishing record of dud predictions, such as his 2007 warning that we'd never again get dam-filling rains, finally caught up with the Chief Climate Commissioner this week.
The Abbott Government sacked him on just its second day, ostensibly to cut costs, and few journalists are defending the global warming alarmist they once hailed as our 2007 Australian of the Year. Damaged goods.
But it's too easy to merely give Flannery the flick now his warming faith is finally crumbling. It's too easy to make him the sole scapegoat after 15 years of no significant rise in global temperature - a hiatus to which the United Nations' Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change will on Friday reluctantly admit in its latest report.
More important is to demand accountability from the countless journalists who made heroes of his sort and terrified the public with preposterous scares about a warming that hasn't come.
For years, most in the mainstream media didn't just refuse to question the great global warming scare, but howled down the few who dared to.
Journalists became propagandists, even witch-hunters. And the biggest cabal of them gathered in the ABC.
Four years ago,for instance, I was a panellist on the ABC's Insiders program and mentioned the warming pause.
Fellow panellist David Marr asked me not to refer to it again and then ostentatiously buried his head in a newspaper. La la la la, not listening.
Marr, of course, was a former host of the ABC's Media Watch, which for years, under various hosts, hounded warming sceptics and gave the Flannerys a free pass.
The other panellist was ­Annabel Crabb, now an ABC host. She, too, demanded we talk about something else, and on another Insiders show, mocked my quoting of scores of studies which showed the warming theory wasn't working out as the likes of Flannery claimed.
"You put a million posts on your blog about some new study from the University of East Bumcrack," she scoffed.
In a debate on the ABC's The Science Show, I faced the same fierce denialism from the ABC's chief science presenter, Robyn Williams, who absurdly insisted we faced sea level rises this century of up to 100m - or about 99.5m more than even most warmist scientists say is likely.
Williams later led a staff revolt to stop the ABC from screening the Great Global Warming Swindle, the only documentary or current affairs show it has ever aired that questioned the warming scare.
Showing such stuff, was "verging on the irresponsible", protested Williams.
Dr Karl Kruszelnicki, another ABC science presenter, was this year still insisting Britain's influential Met Office had detected 0.3C of warming since 1997, even after the Met Office itself announced the real figure was just 0.05C.
Former ABC chairman Maurice Newman was right: "There are signs that a small but powerful group has captured the corporation, at least on climate change."
The ABC is not alone, of course. The Age has been even more vindictive. It imposed a near total ban on articles by sceptics and has vilified the most prominent of them.
Most shamefully, it mocked well-known sceptic Christopher Monckton by publishing a close-up picture of the mathematician's protuberant eyes - a symptom of his Graves' disease - under the headline: "Moncky business".
But now the warming pause is so undeniable that even The Age, after 15 years, on Saturday was forced to acknowledge it.
True, its front-page story still had the deceptively scary headline "Warming in danger zone", and started with a warning that humans had emitted so much carbon dioxide that temperatures could rise to "dangerous levels". Panic!
But deep in the article came the critical admission. A leaked draft of the report to be released on Friday by the IPCC, the UN body given a Nobel Prize for its climate alarmism, now admits temperatures have, in fact, all but stopped rising.
Said The Age: "Warming has slowed in the past 15 years to 0.05C a decade - below the long-term average of 0.12C since 1951." (Other measurements show even less warming.) That trivial rise, less than what 114 of 117 leading climate models predicted, suggests our rising carbon dioxide emissions may not have much influence on climate, after all.
In fact, Professor Judith Curry, a former warmist and chair of the School of Earth and Atmospheric Sciences at the Georgia Institute of Technology, now says the two decades of warming we saw before 1997 could just have been natural. Ergo: the theory of dangerous man-made warming could be bust.
As Dr Roy Spencer, who leads the US team that monitors global temperatures measured from NASA's Aqua satellite, says: "We are now at the point in the age of global warming hysteria where the IPCC global warming theory has crashed into the hard reality."
But this implosion of warming theory has alarmed several governments, and Hungary and Germany have even asked the IPCC to delete any reference to the warming hiatus in Friday's final summary.
"A 15-year period of observation is not sufficient" to make any such conclusions, Germany said. Besides, "hiatus" was "strongly misleading" because "there is not a pause or interruption, but a decrease in the warming trend".
Warmist scientists have scrambled to explain why the planet has not warmed as they predicted. The draft IPCC report suggests natural variability, volcanic eruptions, a transfer of heat to the deep ocean and a drop in solar energy reaching the Earth may be temporarily masking an increase in heat content.
But with the warming theory in tatters, here comes the ABC again, preaching doom.
Tonight's Q&A, hosted by global warming spruiker Tony Jones, has scrapped its usual panel format to give the floor to just one guest - Canadian eco-extremist David Suzuki, here to preach his message of frying hell.
He's already warmed up by claiming in The Age "climate change is going to devastate Australia", half the Great Barrier Reef's coral could vanish. thanks to the "increasing frequency of cyclones", and ditching our carbon tax would be "absolutely suicidal". But how credible is this insect expert who once likened humans to maggots?
Fact: we're getting fewer cyclones, not more.
Fact: Labor's carbon tax plans would have cut the global temperature by a meaningless 0.0038C at the very most, according to IPCC author Professor Roger Jones.
Why did The Age not fact-check Suzuki's lurid claims? Why does the ABC give this extremist such a platform?
These are the real questions now Flannery has been sacked. Which journalists should pay for making heroes of cranks and gurus of alarmists?
Which journalists have been enemies of reason as they've mindlessly pushed one of the greatest scares of our lives?
 
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Taken from: http://www.heraldsun.com.au/news/opinion/tim-flannery-has-been-sacked-8212-and-so-too-should-journalists-who-are-climate-change-scaremongers/story-fni0ffxg-1226724721844

Friday, September 20, 2013

Design in nature


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QUESTION TIME
Printable version
By Fr John Flader
28 July, 2013
I have recently become interested in the question of intelligent design in nature. That is, whether the universe just happened by chance to be the way it is or whether it had to have been designed by a supreme intelligence. Can you shed light on this question?

As you imply in your question, there are only two possible answers to the question. Either the universe just happened by chance, or it was given its form by a creator of supreme intelligence, who can only be God. Atheists, of course, subscribe to the view that everything came about by chance.

But if it did come about by chance we would expect to find only chaos, with random motion of bodies and a random purposeless structure of bodies that could not be comprehended and reduced to simple formulas by the human mind. In short, there would be no universal laws of nature that would give rise to sciences like physics and chemistry.

But in fact we find a structured universe with laws, like the law of gravity, that can be formulated mathematically and which are universally valid. This moved Albert Einstein, arguably the greatest scientist and one of the greatest minds of the twentieth century, to observe: “The most incomprehensible thing about the universe is that it is comprehensible.” He went on to say that he considered this comprehensibility “a miracle” or “an eternal mystery” and it moved him to believe in God: “My religion consists in a humble admiration of the superior unlimited spirit which is revealed in the minimal details which we are able to perceive with our fragile and weak minds. This conviction, deeply emotional, of the presence of a rational superior power which is revealed in the incomprehensible universe, forms my idea of God” (Letters to Solovine, New York 1987, p. 131).

One of St Thomas Aquinas’ five arguments for the existence of God is based precisely on order or purpose in nature. We see this purpose everywhere, especially in living things. The reproductive, digestive and immune systems of animals, es­pecially man, are a classic example. Here everything works together according to an admirable plan.

Archbishop Michael Sheehan, in his popular Apologetics and Catholic Doctrine, explains this argument of St Thomas using the analogy of a camera, which has various parts all working together to produce a photograph. No one would say that the camera put itself together by chance. Yet the human eye is far more complex than a camera. It too must have been put together by an intelligent designer, who can only be God (Baronius Press 2009, pp. 31-33).

Sir Isaac Newton reflects this thinking in his Opticks, written in 1721: “How are the bodies of animals to be contrived with so much art, and for what ends were their natural parts? Was the eye contrived without skill in optics, and the ear without knowledge of sounds? ... Does it not appear from phenomena that there is a Being incorporeal, living, intelligent...?”

Another aspect of nature where we see incredible design is the living cell. Microbiologist Michael Denton, in his book Evolution, a Theory in Crisis, describes the complexity of even the tiniest of bacterial cells, weighing less than a trillionth of a gram, as “a veritable microminiaturised factory containing thousands of exquisitely designed pieces of intricate molecular machinery, made up altogether of 100 thousand million atoms, far more complicated than any machine built by man and absolutely without parallel in the non-living world” (Adler and Adler 1986, pp. 249-250).

Denton goes on to ask: “Is it really credible that random processes could have constructed a reality, the smallest elem­ent of which – a functional protein or gene – is complex beyond our own creative capacities, a reality which is the very antithesis of chance, which excels in every sense anything produced by the intelligence of man?” (ibid.)

The very origin of life, its first appearance in the universe billions of years ago, is another clear argument for design. In the early 1980s, two non-believers, Sir Frederick Hoyle and Chandra Wickramasinghe, set out to calculate the probability of the first living organism putting itself together by chance in the earth’s atmosphere, starting from amino acids. They came up with the infinitessimal probability of one in 1040,000, and concluded that life could not possibly have arisen by chance. Hoyle famously compared the odds against the spontaneous formation of life with the odds of a tornado blowing through a junkyard producing a 747 jet (The Intelligent Universe, London 1983, p. 19). That led him to admit that life indeed needed a creator, whom he called a “super-intellect” in outer space.

So yes, there is evidence for design everywhere in nature. It was God who put it there.

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