Wednesday, August 10, 2016

Ignatius of Loyola writings and history from a Catholic perspective.

From the Desk of Paul Stramer


As I have said many times, this website is here for the express purpose of finding solutions for the big mess we are in here in America, and articles are published from several authors that also have freedom in America as their focus. The authors that I publish here have their own opinions, and you and I can choose to agree or disagree, and what we write in the comments is regarded by the administration of this blog (me) as their own opinion. I do invite everyone to comment as they see fit, but follow a few simple rules.
As I have said in the introduction at the top of the blog "You will find some conflicting views from some of these authors. You will also find that all the authors are deeply concerned about the future of America. What they write is their own opinion, just as what I write is my own. If you have an opinion on a particular article, please comment by clicking the title of the article and scrolling to the box at the bottom on that page. Please keep the discussion about the issues, and keep it civil. The administrator reserves the right to remove unwarranted personal attacks. Use the golden rule; "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you." 

I have from time to time removed some comments from the comments section, that were vicious personal attacks against an author, rather than an intelligent discussion of the issues,  but very rarely. Foul language, and invective accomplish nothing but the creation of anger, and have no place here. We are here to arrive at the truth about what has been done to our country, and true history, not as we see it, but as our Creator sees it.
It is sometimes said that in America we have the "right to our opinion". I would say rather that we have the responsibility to see to it that our opinion is right, the way God sees it.  With that I shall begin with my opinion and some history about Saint Ignatius of Loyola.

The Smell of the Rose - Anna Von Reitz



When I was a child of maybe 2 or 3, I remember tearing apart a rose blossom, trying to figure out where the smell came from?

If only it were so easy.....

When we ask such questions the answer leads us down a rabbit hole that leads to the center of the Universe, only to find that the center of the Universe is empty.

Light, which illuminates and gives life to everything, is itself completely invisible.