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I was born into the Catholic faith. At 14, I was "born again" and found Jesus personally but lost His Church. After thirty years as an evangelical protestant, I have come full circle to find that He has been there all the time, in the One, Holy, Catholic and Apostolic Church. I wish others to find the beauty and truth of the Catholic faith as I have found.

Thursday, November 01, 2007

DID CATHOLICS REALLY ADD BOOKS TO THE BIBLE?

11 Comments:

Blogger WhiteStoneNameSeeker said...

This is a great way to get the truth out there.
You're doing well
God bless

November 01, 2007 5:08 PM  
Blogger omniscientthefirst said...

Holy, St. Jerome! I loved it! Thanks for the laugh!

November 01, 2007 5:17 PM  
Anonymous theo said...

You are such goobers!

Love you guys.
--Theo

November 01, 2007 5:21 PM  
Anonymous Cyndi said...

Very good presentation worth noting.

Protestants may not've been injured, but felt insulted.

If you're a Protestant reading this, I want to say I'm very sorry. This is simply a misunderstanding on your part and it's not what Tiber Jumper's trying to do. Rather, Catholics are simply trying to get Protestants to understand the facts on history.

November 02, 2007 12:33 AM  
Blogger Tiber Jumper said...

"Catholics are simply trying to get Protestants to understand the facts on history."
Rightly said Cyndi and thanks for the comment! Even prominent non-Catholic theologians can allow personal biases to affect their understanding of history. That is is their right to understand history how they want to, but certainly is our right to attempt to set it straight in a charitable and sometimes humorous way.
This is the blog post that inspired this video, but I had been thinking about weighing a Gutenberg Bible for some time, just to see if
what the theologian said was true.. That we added books after the reformation to justify "pergatory."

November 02, 2007 9:14 AM  
Blogger Chad Toney said...

There is a myth out there that Catholics don't use irons...unfortunately this video did nothing but reinforce that urban legend. ;)

November 02, 2007 10:40 PM  
Blogger Tiber Jumper said...

Prodigal Daughter never did like that shirt for that very reason!

November 03, 2007 8:19 AM  
Blogger michaelgcasey said...

Istumbled over Tiber Jumper. By the way Padre Pio left Italy despite what somebody said. Anyways here's my true account of padre pio
Michael G Casey email michaelgcasey@hotmail.com
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Padre Pio and Me ©

By


Michael Casey



It’s a contradiction in terms immediately , how can I copyright a Saint . A brand new saint at that . I first heard of him through some Religious reading I did . I feel embarrassed to admit it , but I am a practising Catholic , its not fashionable to have any Faith but its mine so I admit it . Immediately the prejudice begins , but if I WERE A Jew or a Muslim , it would be the same . I do feel that my catholic tastes have given me a broader outlook on life , as has my eclectic tastes and rubbing shoulders with a wide variety of people .

But I want to talk about Padre Pio . I had a crisis and was reading about him at the time , so I said my prayers to him and the way forward was revealed . Though Padre Pio always says go Higher , he is just a stepping stone on the way to a better place . What is so hard to understand about Padre Pio is how he suffered . He had the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune . Condemned by his own superiors , made to be quiet for a decade and so forth . Science Fiction teaches or rather amuses us about Time Travel , but with Padre Pio it really happened , he wanted to share in Christ’s agony so he thought , what if he too could have and suffer the wounds on that day of Crucifiction . So it came to pass that he suffered for 50years . He had the indignity of medical examinations and of being thought just to be a mental patient , but his work and life proved his holiness .

So it’s nearly 1990 and I hear about him and read a few books , its hard to understand the value of suffering in this age of quick fix pain killers and the lets have a fix , whatever the fix might be , sex, drugs and rock and roll or whatever . Its like suddenly studying again after years of lying fallow , the learning curve is enormous . So too is it with Padre Pio , the idea behind his life is enormous , but so too is the capacity for love and help .
My favourite story is how Padre Pio explains that The Wedding Feast at Cena happened because Jesus could not refuse his mother . Very Italian , or Irish or Spanish and so on , but could any of us refuse our mothers?

So I thought more about what Padre Pio said , and his motto of Pray Hope Don’t Worry became my own . Carpe Diem is another good motto but perhaps this can be used by any Hedonist , or other kind of selfish person .Padre Pio reminds us to pray and that pray is not wasted , its perfume that is never wasted is a phrase I like . My mother always used to say that if you couldn’t sleep you should say the Rosary , and she was right . Though in todays world an hour on the Internet or with MTV might do the trick .

So why the devotion to Padre Pio , I’ll cut to the chase.
My mother died suddenly but peacefully in her sleep , my brother tried CPR , but she was gone . Imagine the angusih amongst her 6 children and her husband of nearly 50 years . All except me , my mother had said no tears when she go ,so I never cried , I was the odd one out .I know how prayerful she was , so I had no need of tears .
Eight bare weeks later my brother , the same brother heard our dad fall out of bed , so he ran to his bedroom . My brother was facing the exact same situation , he tried CPR , the ambulance was called , an injection was given straight to the heart . On weekends there is a doctor in the ambulance , so Luck , if that’s the word was with us . The next day 4 of my brothers and sisters came around to tell me the news . When my sister had come around 8 weeks previously I knew somebody was dead but I assumed it was my dad , he’s die first we all thought . So now 8 weeks later it was his turn to die .

At the hospital dad was given 1 week to live , I cried like a baby , worse than a baby , but I loved him , so I told he he should go to our mother and not hang on if he didn’t want to . The next day I was in my sister’s house crying , we picked hymns for his funeral .Yet my father survived , 19 patients on a heart ward , 18 died my dad survived . Padre Pio was beseiged by my prayers , I put Padre Pio’s photo under his pillow . Dad lost his mind , he was in Dudley Rd for 3months , 12 weeks , more than half of them all tubed up . His life hanging in the balance . At the same time somewhere in Florida another man was at deaths door , he was a totally stranger to me , I didn’t even know his name , I’d never met him , he was give 24hours to live , a Chinese man from Shanghai was at deaths door . The Chinaman survived .My dad’s memory was totally wiped , he did not know who I was, I’m your son was greeted with , am I married . I was the favourite son , he did not even know me . But still we prayed , it’s a feeling in your guts , just like when you are nearly killed as you cross the road , its in your guts and in your heart , Jesus save my dad , Jesus save my dad , Padre Pio help !!! This goes around your head like a merry go around or a kaleidascope . Finally dad awoke . He said that he can remember hearing the doctor say to wheel him down to the end of the ward , because he’d be dead soon . At that moment my dad awoke, and the doctor dropped his cup of tea in shock . No not an instanteous miracle , but as Dr Singh had said if he were 30years younger he’d have a heart transplant because dad’s heart was rubbish .

Now , when I told my brother that dad was reading a newspaper he was shocked . His memory had come back . He knew who we all were .Every day for three months I walked the corridor at Dudley Rd , the longest hospital corridor in Europe , 1 kilometre long . Finally he left the hospital , my sister had found a good home for him to live in , he was far too weak to live in the family house .

For 3 years dad survived , like a Godfather with all his children making constant visits . Finally I met my future wife . It was her uncle who had miraclously survived at the same time as my father . It was her uncle who encouraged us in our love . From Shanghai to Birmingham .These great men , her uncle and my father never met , but I know Padre Pio must have helped both of them . Further prayer was needed to bring me and my wife permanenetly together . A Chinese miracle happened . Now we are wed , we have a 2year old and please God a healthy second baby in the Autumn . The improbability of our meeting , plus the fact that both men HAD to live for us to be married and have a family , this may be a coincidence to some but I know a miracle when I see one. A miracle is something that makes you feel humble , it makes you know that God has whispered your name . When I look at my wife , I feel humble . Seeing our daughter laugh and play also makes me humble as will our new baby.
Then you can look back and know that prayer is like perfume that can never be wasted , your life has led you to where you are now , yes at times sad and terrible , but be humble in the sight of God means something , not just for me , but for all Believers .

I once stood by the fridge and said to Padre Pio , I give up , you take over , all I want is to be married , and perhaps have a family , and do something useful with my life . That was just before my eyes were opened to my wife . I used to say that I got 2 out of my 3 wishes . Perhaps my current occupation is my 3rd wish , or a more outstanding miracle is waiting in the wings , but as Padre Pio said ,always ask for the big Grace .Perhaps
we have to be humble enough to deserve it , because I believe it to be a fact that , truly great people are humble because they know just how little they really know.
END
my own dream is to be a full time writer IF enough folks read/buy my book, sadly it seems it will stay a dream, but if you like to laugh see my site.
http://groups.msn.com/michaelcasey
or buy my book
The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker on amazon its also viewable on google books

November 03, 2007 7:39 PM  
Blogger Tiber Jumper said...

O sent me this E mail that I am posting here:

Russ,

Because he and I like to argue theology I wanted to let you know that I sent your Catholic Bible vs. Protestant Bible video to my fantastic Lutheran minister professor. He thought it was absolutely hilarious and loved it. He even acknowledges that you are right with the stuff you said.

Just thought you might like to know that there's at least one Protestant out there who is not terribly offended and got a good laugh.

God bless,
Omiscientthefirst

November 03, 2007 11:59 PM  
Anonymous Julie said...

This is so clever!

November 05, 2007 8:40 AM  
Blogger Pilgrimsarbour said...

TJ,

I'm reminded of a scene from Gettysburg in which the following is stated:

"All science trembles before the searing logic of your fiery intellect."

Nicely done. However, I must concur with Theo's assessment.

Best,

Pilgrimsarbour

November 06, 2007 1:50 PM  

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