Pray for the people of Lebanon. The explosion at the port of Beirut was devastating. It's unclear what happened but the carnage is undeniable. Some friends were injured in the blast.
A country ruined for decades under the thumb of Iran now stands on the brink of catastrophe.
— Robert Nicholson (@rwnicholson_) August 4, 2020
Photo by Lebanese photojournalist Bilal Jawich of a nurse at Beirut Roum hospital maternity ward, cradling 3 newborns and calling for help pic.twitter.com/GWopsPi4Tg
— Kareem Shaheen (@kshaheen) August 4, 2020
"Many other states persecute Christians, but #Iran has perhaps the highest rate of persecution and number of Christian converts, who persistently resist government persecution." https://t.co/EdKzMcd2B1
— Alberto Miguel Fernandez (@AlbertoMiguelF5) August 4, 2020
“My brother and I were both placed into foster homes at a young age. He was lucky—he went to a family called the Ripleys. I went through four different homes in three years, and each one was worse than the next. I’d get to see my brother every few months. Ms. Ripley would take us for lunch at McDonalds, and that’s when she first noticed the scars all over my body. She immediately made arrangements for me to join their family. Back then the word ‘family’ didn’t mean much to me. But the Ripleys made me feel welcome in their home. Whenever I did something wrong, Ms. Ripley would sit me down and explain why it wasn’t OK. But then she’d say: ‘You’re not going anywhere. Because you belong to us now.’ Shortly after I joined the family, Mr. Ripley was diagnosed with cancer. And later that year he passed away. Ms. Ripley’s entire world fell apart. They’d been high school sweethearts. And now she was alone with two foster kids. Nobody would have blamed her for taking us back. But instead she took us to court and made it permanent. The three of us moved into a single wide trailer in Mississippi, and that’s where she raised us. She worked whatever odd jobs she could find. We never had much, but we went to movies. We had family game nights. She kept us busy with little league and Boy Scouts. She must have been super stressed, but that’s not at all what I remember. I just remember the affirmation that she gave me. It was always: ‘You’re smart.’ And ‘You’re handsome.’ And ‘You survived all that stuff because you’re strong.’ She cried when I joined the Marines, but she knew it was my best chance for a college education. And eventually I graduated from law school. Last year I had a daughter of my own. And that really put me into an emotional tailspin. Because I realized how every little choice I make is going to affect her future. And then I started thinking about how different my life could have been. Because my early development had been the opposite of what a child’s should be. I should be broken, but I’m not. Because thirty years ago my Mom decided to keep me. And somehow, despite all her sadness and heartbreak, she poured enough love into me so that I could heal.”
In Robert Putnam’s hometown of Port Clinton, Ohio. pic.twitter.com/vQilvg2vHz
— Nic Rowan (@NicXTempore) July 5, 2020
25. My friend Kelly Rosati, an adoption and mental-health advocate (we talked for NRI here), works for the Flying Horse Foundation in Colorado, that works with vulnerable children, using horse and other therapy. They’ve been bringing mini-donkeys from the ranch (I didn’t even know such a thing existed before COVID-19) to local senior homes, for a little joy.
Need some almost mid-week cheer? The mini donks visited more seniors today. This is Carlie with a very kind lady. pic.twitter.com/KND6bK7QMi
— Kelly Rosati (@KellyMRosati) August 4, 2020
Excerpt from a monastery newsletter. What’s being depicted? The annual monastery Pentecost talent show in honor of the Gifts of the Holy Spirit! Our monasteries are places of incredible joy and inspiration. pic.twitter.com/VQ9dGYJmzw
— Fr. Patrick Mary Briscoe, OP (@PatrickMaryOP) August 4, 2020
— Kathryn Jean Lopez (@kathrynlopez) August 4, 2020
For more about the Sisters of Life: here
This is precious and beautiful. And the backdrop is a treat, too.
This made me smile for so many reasons. One is that I can’t believe how amazing Alanis’ voice still is! Such a needed delight today.
See Alanis Morissette's Daughter Sabotage Her 'Fallon' Performance – Rolling Stone https://t.co/7UzcXOZb8g
— Karen Swallow Prior (Notorious KSP) (@KSPrior) August 4, 2020
its own storm. pic.twitter.com/EquwtXRlTx
— Msgr Brian Bransfield (@BrianBransfield) August 4, 2020
🔥Here is a rule for everyday life: do not do anything which you cannot offer to God.
– St. John Vianney
— veronicæ🔥 (@BeGreatSaints) August 4, 2020