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One of the highlights of this month was when Dynamic Catholic approached me about reading and sharing Matthew Kelly's newest book "The Biggest Lie in the History of Christianity." When the book arrived this week, I couldn't wait to dig in. While I will not do you the disservice of telling you what the lie is that Kelly writes about in this book, I will tell you that this book is something that every single Catholic should read. Kelly is correct when he states that "it is the one truth that is the key to re-energizing the Church in America and transforming the world." I feel energized and I am not even half-way through the book! But major changes and transformations, as those described by Kelly,s can only happen when a large number of people come together. Strength in numbers, powered by the Holy Spirit; imagine what we could do!  The book will be released on August 15, 2018. If you'd like to get your hands on a copy of the book, visit DynamicCatholic.com to learn more on how you can pre-order a book.
Plus, from now until August 1, 2018, you can also order 240 copies or more for $1 per copy (shipping is free!) Reach out to your parish to see if they would like to take part in this opportunity. The books will then ship to you or your parish in December for distribution at Christmas Masses. "This book is about the single truth that is the key to re-energizing the Catholic Church, bringing Christian unity, and transforming the world." ~Matthew Kelly
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When I was younger, I loved getting new supplies when it was time to go back-to-school. While I was not (and am still not) a fan of shopping in general, I used to thoroughly enjoy going shopping with my mom for new school supplies. For some reason, the thought of new supplies helped to ease my "back-to-school" scaries that I would get each year as summer winded down and we approached a new school year. Even in college, I loved getting new books and supplies ready and would feel the same excitement that I felt in primary school. That is why when one of the mothers from our Catholic Mom's Group approached me about helping out with a Backpack Donation Drive for a local elementary school, I jumped to the chance to help. It broke my heart to learn that many of these students and their families have an extremely difficult time acquiring the means to getting back-to-school items. If you would like to help by donating to the Backpack Donation Drive keep reading! We are currently seeking pencils, paper, crayons, notebooks, binders, highlighters, folders, markers, rulers, etc... Monetary donations are also welcome. Donations can be mailed or dropped off at Holy Ghost Church, 472 Atwells Avenue, Providence, Rhode Island 02909. Church hours: holy-ghost-church.org/contact. If mailing a monetary donation, please indicate that the donation is for the Backpack Donation Drive. We ask that all donations are in by Sunday, August 19. Please help us spread the word with your family, friends and co-workers! Facebook.com/CatholicMomRI Thank you in advance, God bless you! 
After having our first son, I was traumatized. Minutes after my son was born, I remember telling the nurses that I was “one and done”. I kept saying that I could never endure pregnancy and childbirth again. At my postpartum checkup, I even asked my OBGYN if I could have a hysterectomy. Thankfully, she clued in that my request was fueled entirely by raging postpartum hormones mixed in with some post-traumatic stress from the trying pregnancy, childbirth, breastfeeding and the demands of an infant. Instead, she reassured me that I wouldn’t always feel this way.
But I did. I felt that way for a long time. My husband did too. When our son was nine months old, I discussed our decision not to have more children with our priest. He advised me to reconsider natural family planning and assured me that he would pray for me and my husband. I even prayed to God that he would never allow me to have more children. That, I deeply regret. “For I will restore your health; I will heal your injuries—oracle of the LORD.” (Jeremiah 30:17) I was so overcome by postpartum anxiety that I felt this way for over a year and a half after our son was born. Eventually, I started to go to therapy and began exercising daily again. That, combined with my already established habit of daily prayer- particularly praying the Holy Rosary- brought me out of the trauma. NFP To Our Rescue After having our son and feeling like we would not be able to have more children, we were faced with two options. One of which was to ignore Catholic teaching on birth control and to use contraception. The other was to be open to life, trust in God and use Natural Family Planning. “Enter through the narrow gate; for the gate is wide and the road broad that leads to destruction, and those who enter through it are many. How narrow the gate and constricted the road that leads to life. And those who find it are few.” (Matthew 7:13-14) At first, we passed through the wide gate and used contraception. Then we went through a long period of abstinence. But eventually, God opened our eyes to the truth and called us to Him. We accepted the truth that sex has two purposes: 1. To create life and 2. To expresses and deepen the love between a husband and wife.* It felt really good to run out of the open gate and squeeze our way into His narrow gate. While we both healed emotionally, we relied on NFP. We began to realize that it was okay to mourn the trauma that we faced during pregnancy, childbirth and early infancy. However, it was not okay to allow the trauma and fears to rule our lives forever. “Do not let your hearts be troubled or afraid.” (John 14:17) Then something else started to happen. We began to feel that we did, in fact, want more children; that having more children would be a blessing and not necessarily perpetuate the trauma we faced the first time. “He gives power to the faint, abundant strength to the weak.” (Isaiah 40:29) God transformed the traumas that we faced into fortitude. But for that to happen, we had to trust Him and allow Him to heal us.
Taking Fertility for Granted My husband and I got pregnant with our son the very first time we tried. Now that we are trying to get pregnant with baby number two, it is taking longer than expected. Of course, it is rarer to get pregnant on the first try than it is to have to try a few cycles. While we aren’t yet at the point of needing to speak to our doctor about fertility, it isn’t as easy as we thought it would be. There are so many factors when it comes to fertility and luckily, NFP aids in trying to achieve pregnancy. While I wish that I had trusted in God alone sooner and didn’t take my fertility for granted, we are instead constantly reassuring ourselves in the words of Saint Gianna Beretta Molla: “Whatever God wants.”  Image: CatholicMomRI, Cathedral of Saints Peter and Paul, Providence, RI
If God wants us to have several more precious children, then wonderful.
If God wants us to just have our one precious boy, then that is wonderful too. In the meantime, we have placed our fertility in the hands of the Blessed Virgin Mary through Our Lady of Perpetual Help and said prayers of thanksgiving to God for healing us.
Only God knows what the future has in store for our family and as difficult as it is to wait it out, we trust in Him.
Of course, it doesn’t hurt to ask God for what you want, so we pray:
The Fertility Blessing Prayer
“You know my deep desire for a child A little one to love and to hold, to care for, to cherish. Grant that my body may conceive and give birth to a beautiful baby in Your holy image. Guide me in all my choices so that this conception, my pregnancy and my baby's birth are in line with Your will. Heavenly Father and Holy Mother, hear this prayer of my heart, mind and spirit. Amen.”
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Sources:
The Fertility Blessing, Catholic Online, https://www.catholic.org/prayers/prayer.php?p=2985 Marital Sexuality, For Your Marriage, www.foryourmarriage.org/marital-sexuality
This morning I got up early enough to pray and then exercise before my son woke up. Each time I exercise, I listen to the same playlist on an app on my phone. Usually I don’t pay much attention to the lyrics of the songs, not just because I am really fit and always very much into my workouts (note: intense sarcasm) but mostly because I am used to the same songs that repeatedly play.
Today, a new song came on and the moment the singer began, it was as if the lyrics grabbed hold of me. The song is “Starving” and it was the Ed Sheeran cover from the original by Hailee Steinfeld, Grey. The song immediately made me think of Jesus Christ. It was if this song was made for me to Him. I listened intently to the lyrics.
The verse that really stuck out to me was: “I didn't know that I was starving till I tasted you.”
From a secular point of view this song can be quite inappropriate but to me, a follower of Christ, a daughter of a King, it is perfect. Honestly, I had to hold back tears (okay, sobs) when I heard this. Prior to coming back home to Catholicism, I had no idea how much I needed Jesus Christ and how empty my life was without Him.
Symbolically, these lyrics perfectly explain how I did not realize how much I need to be with Jesus not only at Mass and receive His forgiveness at the Sacrament of Reconciliation, but how I desperately need to follow Him and place Him at the center of my life in everything and in every day.
Literally, each time I receive the Eucharist, I receive Him and tasting and consuming the Body of Christ has not only restored me entirely but it has roused parts of me that I never knew existed. This isn’t the first time that I have had this experience with music. Since coming back to the Catholic Church several years ago, I have started to notice that there are certain secular songs that now make me contemplate my relationship with Jesus Christ.
Another great lyric is “Don't need no butterflies when you give me the whole [dang] zoo.”
Lately, I have been feeling the temptation to sin. Not in major ways but in ways that would eventually derail me from my desired path to holiness. This lyric was a great reminder that the “butterflies” that the world has to offer is nothing in comparison to the “zoo” that Our Lord promises us. Has a song ever made you think of your relationship with Jesus Christ? Please share with us on Facebook! As always, thank you for reading. God bless you and may the Blessed Virgin Mary be with you always!
Ed Sheeran - 'Starving' (Hailee Steinfeld, Grey Cover) (Capital Live Session) Explicit Lyrics
May 8th is the feast of Our Lady of Pompeii, or La Madonna di Pompei.
The history behind Our Lady of Pompeii is quite rich and fascinating. The image of Our Lady of Pompeii is widely known thanks, in part, to Blessed Bartolo Longo who is the perfect example of a sinner made into an (almost!) saint. 
Source: Wikipedia, Public Domain
Bartolo Longo, who is also known as the “Man of the Madonna” and the “Apostle of the Rosary,” lived in Naples, Italy in the 19th century. While he was raised Catholic, he fell away from the faith while in college and became a “priest of Satan.”
Eventually Bartolo came back to the Catholic faith and with the help of his friend, a Dominican priest, Bartolo developed a devotion to the Blessed Virgin Mary and the Rosary. After visiting Pompeii and seeing its poverty and lack of faith he heard a voice say to him “if you seek salvation, you must promote the rosary.” He listened and began to spread the Catholic faith in Pompeii by establishing a “Confraternity of the Rosary” and teaching people how to pray the Rosary. Bartolo sought out a painting of Our Lady so that people could gather before it while praying. He was given an old canvas with the image of Our Lady of the Rosary by a convent. Bartolo had it restored due to its poor quality. The image shows our Lady holding baby Jesus as they present rosaries to Saint Dominic and Saint Catherine of Siena. 
After it was restored in 1875 (one of the many times) it was displayed to the public for veneration. The same day it was displayed a 12-year old girl, Clorinda Lucarelli, received the first miracle through the intercession of Our Lady of Pompeii. Then, in 1884, another miracle occurred where a terminally ill young girl named Fortunatina was healed. The Blessed Virgin Mary appeared to the young girl and said, “When you call Me by the name of the Queen of the Holy Rosary of Pompeii, which is closer to Me than all the others, I cannot reject you.”
Prayer to Our Lady of the Holy Rosary of Pompeii
In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen. O August Queen of Victories, O Sovereign of Heaven and Earth, at whose name the heavens rejoice and the abyss trembles. O Glorious Queen of the Rosary, we your devoted children, assembled in your Temple of Pompeii, pour out the affection of our heart and with filial confidence express our miseries to You. From the Throne of clemency where You are seated as Queen, turn, O Mary, your merciful gaze on us, on our families, on Italy, on Europe, on the whole world. Have compassion on the sorrow and cares which embitter our lives. See, O Mother, how many dangers of body and soul, how many calamities and afflictions press upon us. O Mother, implore for us the mercy of your Divine Son and conquer with clemency the hearts of sinners. They are our brothers and your children who cause the heart of our sweet Jesus to bleed and who sadden your most sensitive Heart. Show all what you are, the Queen of Peace and of Pardon. Click here for the entire prayer to Our Lady Of Pompeii 
Our Lady of Pompeii, pray for us!
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Sources:
“Pray With Us.” The Shrine of Our Lady of Pompeii, ourladyofpompeii.org/pray Fongemie, Pauly. “Our Lady of the Rosary: Pompeii.” The Order of Melchisedech, catholictradition.org/Mary/pompeii “Queen of the Holy Rosary of Pompeii.” The Story of Blessed Bartolo Longo and Our Lady of Pompeii, queenoftheholyrosaryofpompeii.blogspot.com/2016/08/about
May 1st is the Feast of Saint Joseph the Worker. Saint Joseph has two feast days on the liturgical calendar. His first feast day is March 19th, which is Saint Joseph, the Husband of Mary and his second feast day is May 1st, Saint Joseph the Worker.
Image: Bartolomé Esteban Murillo: The Holy Family with a Bird, Public domain, Wikimedia Commons
Pope Pius XII instituted the feast of Saint Joseph the Worker in 1955 to extend “the long relationship between Joseph and the cause of workers in both Catholic faith and devotion.” The feast was also a response to “May Day” celebrations that were sponsored by the Communists.
For our family, Saint Joseph and both of his feast days are very important. First, our little love is named after this great, silent Saint, who cared and watched over the Blessed Virgin Mary and Jesus and now watches over the Catholic Church.
Saint Joseph was a carpenter by trade. Before Jesus pursued His ministry as preacher and healer, he, too, was a carpenter and learned the trade from Saint Joseph. 
Image: Gerard van Honthorst: Childhood of Christ, Public domain, Wikimedia Commons
"No worker was ever more completely and profoundly penetrated by [the spirit] than the foster father of Jesus, who lived with Him in closest intimacy and community of family life and work,” ~Pope Pius XII
Celebrating Saint Joseph the Worker
This past March, 2018, I attended the Diocese of Providence’s 51st Annual Diocesan Faith Formation Convocation. One of the workshops that I attended, Our Family Prays: Fostering Prayer in the Home, was presented by Mary Sellars Malloy, Senior Editor of RCL Benziger Publishing, LLC, a Roman Catholic book publishing house offering services and resources for Catholic parishes and schools. Mary gave us a wonderful activity to celebrate the feast of Saint Joseph the Worker. The activity is called “Saint Joseph’s Table.”
Sources:
“Litany of Saint Joseph.” EWTN, www.ewtn.com/devotionals/litanies/joseph.htm “Catholic Community Service | RCL Benziger.” www.rclbenziger.com Franciscan Media. “Saint Joseph the Worker.” 27 Apr. 2018, www.franciscanmedia.org/saint-joseph-the-worker Images: Bartolomé Esteban Murillo: The Holy Family with a Bird, Public domain, Wikimedia Commons Gerard van Honthorst: Childhood of Christ, Public domain, Wikimedia Commons Georges de La Tour: Joseph the Carpenter, Public domain, Wikimedia Commons Alonso Miguel de Tovar: San José y el Niño Jesús, Public domain, Wikimedia Commons
Mothers are caregivers. Day after day, we nurture, love, support and care for children, spouses and other family members, all while juggling household responsibilities, personal goals, friendships and for some, careers outside of the home (or in the home.)
Motherhood is a difficult and important vocation- if not the most difficult and the most important one. Have you ever heard of the phrase ‘it takes a village to raise a child’? I know I have. Throughout history, mothers have banded together, shared in each other’s ups and downs, supported each other at all stages in life and have depended on multi-generational family members and friends to share experience, guidance and wisdom. Unfortunately, today, mothers are lacking such support. Many of us are not living close or even remotely close to family members or friends. Many of us are alone and going through life’s ups and downs alone. Many of us have no one to lean on. Many of us have no village. When I first had my son, I felt great joy, love and happiness. But I also felt isolated and alone. When my husband went off to work in the mornings, it was just me and my son. For up to 10 hours, it was just me and him, all alone. At times, I had no idea what I was doing with him and I could only depend on online forums, desperate calls to my mother, who was at work and sometimes for the bigger issues, calls to the pediatrician’s office. There was no village for me to depend on. No community for me to turn to.
Does this sound familiar to you?
Along with other variables, I believe that this lack of a community or village attributed to my post-partum anxiety. While I treasure the time that I spent and continue to spend alone with him and I will surely miss it one day, I wish that I had a village to help me in those early, hard days. Still, now I wish that I had a village to help me and that I could help in return. Moms deserve and depend on this vital support in order to be the best versions of ourselves- in our vocations both in and out of the home. God intended us to get through life together. The angel Gabriel announced to the Blessed Virgin Mary she will conceive and become the mother of Jesus, the Son of God and he also tells her that her cousin, Elizabeth, is six months pregnant despite her older age and barrenness. What does the Blessed Virgin Mary do? She immediately sets out "in haste" to "travel to the hill country to a town of Judah" to be with Elizabeth for three months. "When Elizabeth heard Mary’s greeting, the infant leaped in her womb, and Elizabeth, filled with the holy Spirits cried out in a loud voice and said, “Most blessed are you among women, and blessed is the fruit of your womb. And how does this happen to me, that the mother of my Lord* should come to me? For at the moment the sound of your greeting reached my ears, the infant in my womb leaped for joy. Blessed are you who believed* that what was spoken to you by the Lord would be fulfilled.” (Luke 1:39-45) I Know Times Have Changed, But Let's Bring Some Things Back Growing up, I remember that my family and I were always with people we loved and that loved us. Not a day went by that I didn’t get to spend quality time with people who did not live in my house: cousins, aunts, uncles, friends of the family and their children, neighbors, etc. Now, we usually only get to see friends and family members occasionally and very, very rarely each month. We’re all busy and many of my family members and friends have either passed away, moved or we’ve simply lost touch. As my son celebrated his first birthday and was surrounded by family members and friends, I realized that this what I was missing. This is what other moms were missing. This is what I SO desperately needed when he was a few weeks old. When I was petrified to go downstairs while holding him. When I had no idea why he was crying. When I had no one to cry to. I needed a village. All moms need a village.
Catholic Mom Rhode Island is Born
A few months after my son’s first birthday, I started to have visions of something focused on motherhood and more specifically, Catholic motherhood. They weren’t elaborate visions and were usually just passing moments in which ideas would randomly pop into my head. However, the visions and ideas themselves were not random and all focused on the idea of a community. The morning after I went to confession for the first time in three years I woke up and the first thing that popped into my head was “Catholic Mom Rhode Island.” I still believe that the Holy Spirit was willing me to come full circle and only allowed these visions and ideas to prophesize once I had cleansed my soul through the Sacrament of Reconciliation.
Catholic Mom Rhode Island is a community for Catholic mothers in Rhode Island to nurture, grow and support families and themselves through faith, hope and love. We are inspired by the original Catholic Mom, the Blessed Virgin Mary, Mother of God.
We are a group of Catholic moms that understand the need for a community, group, tribe, village, band, circle, club- whatever you want to call it- to support moms and our families. We meet once a month to fulfill this mission (italicized above) and to grow in our Catholic faith. I pray that you will join our community (or tribe or village or band….) at our next Catholic Mom's group. We will be meeting next on Tuesday, May 8th, 2018. For more information and to sign up, please visit: CatholicMomRI.eventbrite.com To be notified of upcoming meetings, please visit: CatholicMomRI.com/contact. Also, please help us grow this ministry for Catholic moms in Rhode Island by “liking” our Facebook page and inviting your mom friends to do the same by sharing it as well. As always, thank you for reading. God bless you and may the Blessed Virgin Mary be with you always!
The Rhode Island House Judiciary Committee was scheduled to hear a variety of abortion-related bills, including an extreme abortion bill being pushed by Planned Parenthood on Tuesday, April 10, 2018.
There was such an outpouring of support from the pro-life community at the State House and it was an honor to be among the many men and women as we defended the lives of unborn children. As I sat in the overflow room and waited to listen to the testimony before the committee, I prayed the Rosary and imagined the Blessed Virgin Mary cradling the Infant Jesus.
Bouguereau's L'Innocence
It was a tremendous honor to have listened to the many men and women of all ages and backgrounds who defended life with their spoken testimony before the RI House Judiciary Committee. Those advocating for abortion also had their opportunity to give testimony. One pro-abortion testimony in particular stuck out to me. It was an older man who spoke to the committee on behalf of his wife, who was unable to attend the hearing due to a family emergency. He read her written testimony of how she became pregnant when she was in college by her then boyfriend and how she decided to have an abortion out of the country. He shared how she had then gone on to graduate from college and then graduate school, participated in civic engagement and causes, had a successful career which she was able to retire early from, traveled the world, got married, had a child and now has grandchildren. He continued to read her written testimony, which said: "Had I not had that abortion, the trajectory would have been radically different, even trying to imagine it is painful." When I heard this alarming statement, I couldn't help but to say quietly out loud "the trajectory would have been that you would have had a baby. A baby." In my mind I kept thinking "a baby." It is a baby that is killed each and every single time an abortion is performed. Not an education. Not a career. Not world travel. Not secular success. A baby. Basically, this woman, and so many others, believe that an abortion, the killing of an unborn child, should be considered a "right" because they feel that education, careers, travel and other worldly successes are more important than human life. The baby's right to life and to all of the worldly things they value means nothing. It is so distressing to think that this woman and so many others truly believe that their life would not be wonderful with a child. The gift of pregnancy given to women by God Himself is the greatest and most valuable treasure that can't be measured or compared to anything that the world offers. C.S. Lewis said: "children are not a distraction from more important work. They are the most important work." Education, careers, travel and the like are important and do deserve recognition. However, they should not be put ahead of another human's fundamental right to life. If one does not want to care for a baby, why don't they give the baby up for adoption? Why don't they keep the baby and deal with the consequences of having sex before one is ready to care for a child? Why is the baby's right to life not more important than education, career, travel and other secular successes? Abortion, as Saint Teresa of Calcutta said, is "the greatest threat to peace in the world." "It is a poverty," she said, "to decide that a child must die so that you may live as you wish." I found that the more I listened to the pro-abortion testimony, the more resolved my belief became that abortion is not only wrong but the absolute greatest evil in the history of mankind. I pray that all who are pro-choice understand that it is never too late to "change sides" and come to the light. I was "pro-choice" for the greater part of my adult life. Knowing that you were wrong is a sign of strength, maturity and wisdom, not weakness. There is forgiveness and redemption available for all of our sins. There is no sin greater than God's love. I have renewed hope that justice for the unborn will continue to be served. This is thanks to the countless pro-life testimonies and the large attendance from the pro-life community, which greatly outnumbered those who were pro-abortion. Also, it is the following reminder that Sister Lucia of the Our Lady of Fatima apparitions made in 1983/1984: "A time will come when the decisive battle between the kingdom of Christ and Satan will be over marriage and the family. And those who will work for the good of the family will experience persecution and tribulation. But do not be afraid, because Our Lady has already crushed his head." As always, thank you for reading. God bless you and may the Blessed Virgin Mary be with you always! Please remember to like and share our Facebook page.
When I was in the hospital giving birth to our son, I kept thinking of Easter. Easter was the first major holiday that we would get to celebrate with our son. My contractions were less than five minutes apart in the first phase and I was in a significant amount of pain. It was in the middle of the night and each time I drifted off to sleep, another contraction would hit.
My plan was to try to give birth without pain medication. Since my water broke several hours before and I was not dilated enough, I was given Pitocin to help bring stronger and quicker contractions. In my opinion, Pitocin was horrendous and made the contractions unbearable. But still, I declined all pain medicine, as I convinced myself, in my delirium caused by lack of sleep and pain, that medication would hurt the baby.
In that agonizing first phase of labor, I clung to thoughts of Easter. I imagined our Church’s altar, I thought of Jesus Christ himself rising and conquering death. I also imagined how beautiful our Church would be decorated and what outfit our little love would wear. I thought about the fact that our son would be close to three months old at Easter and how his Baptism would most likely occur around the same time.
I held on to these wonderful thoughts, labored for 15 hours without medication and then gave in. I was certain that I was going to die. Sobbing, I begged the nurse to tell me everything she knew about epidurals and to promise me that it wouldn’t hurt the baby. While I did not have the “pain medication free” birth that I had originally wanted (I am so thankful for that epidural!), those wonderful thoughts of Easter brought me through most of the painful aspects of labor.
After getting the epidural, I felt a surge of relief. All the fears we had faced would soon be over. The fear of an increased risk of Down syndrome from the prenatal testing would either be confirmed or denied and the diagnosis of Intrauterine Growth Restriction (IUGR) (aka our son was measuring much smaller than he should have) would either cause him to stay in NICU or come home on time. I finally felt relief knowing that pain and suffering, both in my mind and body, would soon be over and the promise of Easter would soon be delivered.
About one hour after the epidural was administered, the nurses rushed my doctor in- it was time to push! Another hour later and our sweet, precious boy made his way into the world! Holding him in my arms for the first time brought indescribable joy, relief and happiness. Not only was the prenatal test wrong in that he did not have Down syndrome, but he did not have to be admitted to the NICU and his Apgar score was 9 in 10.
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When Tyler Rowley from Servants of Christ for Life asked me to be one of the speakers for their 2018 Rosary for Life Event at the Rhode Island State House, I was honored. On Thursday, March 22nd, I joined two other pro-life Catholic mothers and advocates in sharing our testimony.
My story began when we received a positive prenatal screening result for Down syndrome while I was pregnant with our first child. That result turned out to be what is known as a false positive, or in other words, the screening was wrong and our son does not have Down syndrome. I pray that by sharing our story, we can inspire other women and families who may be facing a similar situation to hold onto hope, not fear and to choose life. As Tyler stated at the event, we have an obligation to defend these precious babies as they have no means of defending themselves. For those who would like to read my speech, I have included it below.
“Never tire of firmly speaking out in defense of life from its conception and do not be deterred from the commitment to defend the dignity of every human person with courageous determination. Christ is with you: be not afraid!” ~Pope St. John Paul II |
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