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Os modernos perguntam se ainda é possível a mulher ser santa. A pergunta já mostra que eles não entenderam nada. Eles acham que santidade é coisa de gente que vê anjo, faz milagre ou larga tudo pra viver de renúncia pública. Mas santidade, no fundo, sempre foi o contrário: aguentar o ordinário quando o ordinário vira difícil de verdade. A beata de hoje não precisa atravessar o deserto. Precisa atravessar o próprio apetite quando ele está sendo alimentado o dia inteiro por gente que ganha dinheiro com a fraqueza dela. E isso, quando feito sem teatro, sem plateia e sem se achar heroína, já é o deserto.
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Father Zacharias was a monastic priest who suffered from alcoholism. He lived in Asia Minor during the 1800s, when the region was ruled by Muslims. And one time, he got so drunk, he renounced his faith and accepted Islam in order to avoid being tortured. However, when he finally sobered up and realized what he’d done, he wept bitterly and repented. Then, he returned to the authorities who threatened him and said:
“I am an unbeliever in regards to your faith, and I disdain your disgusting religion. But I am not an unbeliever to my faith, but I believe in the true God who created the universe, my Lord Jesus Christ. And here, the sign of your delusion I trample and I am ready to die the most cruel death for my faith.”
As he said this, he took off the Turkish fez on his head, threw it on the ground, and stomped on it. But the Muslims figured Father Zacharias was just drunk again. So, they put him in prison and gave him time to rethink his decisions. When the priest-monk still hasn’t changed his mind, they tried to flatter him with gifts and a wife. But Father Zacharias still wouldn’t change his mind.
Finally, the Muslims began to torture him. And when he still wouldn’t change his mind, they told him they were going to behead him. But to their surprise, Father Zacharias ran to his death happily. So, at the public execution, they tried to scare him into changing his mind one last time. They bluffed the execution again and again.
But the flawed but faithful Christian kept his neck stuck out and remained patient. Eventually, they killed Father Zacharias. His body hung in the streets as a warning to other believers. Ironically, it actually became a sign of hope. The corpse would glow at night and heal the people who came to pray at it. Because of this, the body was soon removed. Nevertheless, today we remember this drunk priest-monk as a saint!
Saint Zacharias of Prousa pray for us addicts!
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Ok, so here is what happened:
3 months ago I had eye laser surgery to correct my vision.
As part of the post-surgery protocol I had to
1. Take dexamethasone steroid eye drops for a month
2. Wear sunglasses 😎 for several months whenever I went outside
Unfortunately, the steroid drops completely shut down my adrenals and I went back to the brain numbing fatigue I was suffering from for most of my life (after having recovered from it last year).
It was so bad I had to stop working out and going to the gym.
I kept taking adrenal supporting supplements such as vitamin C, zinc, B5, B6, B7, but they were helping only marginally.
Then, the eye laser guys gave me the green light that I could finally stop wearing sunglasses and I did.
I then remembered all the sun bros saying how important the daylight is to reset the hypothalamic-pituitary-adrenal axis and from then on I made a point to sit outside every day for at least 1 hour, sometimes up to 3.
This was 3 weeks ago.
On top of that, I would also take a walk of an hour in the forest, also without sunglasses.
So I would have daily daylight exposure of anything between 2 to 4 hours.
The effect was immediate and progressive.
I stopped experiencing the afternoon crash.
I stopped feeling weak during the forest walk.
During my walk I started feeling so much energy that I start having the urge to break out into a jog (but I don’t because it triggers my cervical instability).
And yesterday, I went back to working out.
I can now unequivocally say that unfiltered daily daylight exposure is what caused my recovery.
And that lack of sunlight is what caused the prior near life long zombifying fatigue.
All the sun bros were right — sunlight is THAT important.
It wasn’t clear to me until this experience.
It makes me rewrite my entire health history.
Attached a pic of my “clinic”.
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Jackson had the same spine injury that left Christopher Reeves paralyzed for life. He fully recovered, stunning the world
His mom’s secret? DMSO—a simple compound vets use for spinal injuries the FDA won’t approve. But that’s not the only “incurable” neurological disorder DMSO helps.
Approximately 2000 studies support DMSO's use for conditions ranging from Alzheimer's and Parkinson's to strokes, MS, ALS, chronic pain, neuropathy, depression, epilepsy, and Down syndrome, and a physician who began treating his patients with it estimates roughly 80% of what people see neurologists for goes away with DMSO.🧵
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The good man is never sure he is good because he measures himself by the Perfect;
the evil man is quite sure he is good because he measures himself by himself.
—Bl. Fulton Sheen
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When your wife gets emotional whereas you stay calm, you might assume she's being irrational and you're seeing things clearly.
But you should be cautious of dismissing her as merely emotional.
Aquinas associates women with stronger affective movement and says that stronger passions can become disordered, but he says strong affection can also produce extraordinary virtue when it's directed toward something truly good.
At Calvary, the male disciples flee, but the women remain.
Mary Magdalene’s love moves her to stay close to Christ, to seek Him at the tomb and to persevere when others have disappeared.
Her greater emotionality results in greater constancy.
So your emotional detachment isn't automatically rationality. For example, perhaps your 'calmness' is actually indifference, fear or the refusal to feel the weight of what truly matters.
And your wife’s stronger emotional response isn't automatically irrationality:
- Her anger might be responding to a real injustice.
- Her grief might reveal a real loss.
- Her anxiety might notice a danger you've ignored.
- Her compassion might perceive a person’s suffering more quickly and deeply than you do.
Yes, reason should govern emotion, but governing emotion doesn't mean extinguishing it.
Often, it's irrational for a husband to tell his wife she's 'just being emotional.'
Instead, he should ask, 'What good is her emotion responding to? Is there something here that I've failed to see?'
At Calvary, the supposedly 'weaker' affection proved stronger than the men.
So don't focus on who feels less.
Focus on whose passions are more faithfully ordered toward the good.
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What health condition did you fix by doing something outside the “mainstream”?
What did you do?
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Please pray for me. I’m going in a few hours to get my low white blood cells and declining kidney functioning checked. I’m praying for a miracle. God bless you. 🩷
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Hope has two beautiful daughters.
Their names are Anger and Courage; anger at the way things are, and courage to see that they do not remain as they are.
—St Augustine
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The brain is so beautiful. Reminiscent of Nature’s patterns in many ways.
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My Mother has died.
In your mercy, please pray for her soul.
She loved Jesus. Her name is Sherri.
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“If you do not learn to deny yourself, you can make no progress in perfection.”
St. John of the Cross






























