i am so happy

i have written before about margaret. i am in a hurry to cook with my main squeeze so i can't get into too many details now, but so much has happened in the past week... and never before have i seen beauty come from ashes so quickly. i will write more about it later. i was brought to happy tears in public last night over this.

i am amazed at how, in times of another's suffering, one can become wise. i found myself speaking words that were not my own many times this past week. i am so grateful for the way the spirit can flow through so quietly and gently that it is almost undetectable.

talking to margaret yesterday, providentially Good Friday, i heard myself guiding her but i was really teaching myself. she has gone through so much this week- so much - and the Spirit taught me this through my words to her:

you are suffering, my child, at a time when I suffered under the weight of the Cross. do not fear, for as I died for you I overcame the world. I died and rose again, so shall you suffer and rise from the ashes of your broken heart. 


never really felt so urged to share something like that with someone, but it was nice.

i'll write later about the incredibly beautiful wonderful great awesome thing that i am just thinking and thinking and praising God about.

last statements

Somehow I just ended up on the Texas Department of Criminal Justice database that has all of the last statements of prisoners the state has executed. Wow. This is an infographic from GOOD that shows the most common words used in last statements:

This one was particularly interesting to me. These are the last words of a convicted rapist and murderer, Johnny Johnson:

The Polunsky dungeon should be compared with the Death Row Community as existing not living. Why do I say this, the Death Row is full of isolated hearts and suppressed minds. We are filled with love looking for affection and a way to understand. I am a Death Row resident of the Polunsky dungeon. Why does my heart ache. We want pleasure love and satisfaction. It. The walls of darkness crushed in on me. Life without meaning is life without purpose. But the solace within the Polunsky dungeon, the unforgivesness within society, the church Pastors and Christians. It is terrifying. Does anyone care or who I am. Can you feel me people. The Polunsky dungeon is what I call the pit of hopelessness. The terrfying thing is the US is the only place, country that is the only civilized country that is free that says it will stop murder and enable justice. I ask each of you to lift up your voices to demand an end to the Death Penalty. If we live, we live to the Lord. If we die we die to the Lord. Christ rose again, in Jesus name. Bye Aunt Helen, Luise, Joanna and to all the rest of yall. You may proceed Warden. (began singing)

WHEN WILL THE WORLD UNDERSTAND THE IMPORTANCE OF MENTAL HEALTH? This man had a history of sexual assault and assault with a deadly weapon, but somehow releasing him into the real world without therapy and ongoing treatment was a good idea? No. Sentencing without treatment is only perpetuating crime.

I'm not making any claims to minimize the crimes committed by prisoners on death row, but it is not the state's place to kill in the name of justice. Just disgusting.

emily adams

I forgot to post these pictures. I know that pro-life people are stereotypically just crazy baby lovers, and I hate to fulfill a stereotype.... but babies are great and I happen to have met Emily Adams this past week and I LOVE taking pictures of babies. Maybe it's because they can't talk so they can't get all mad and be like "ew, delete! I look like a whale!" I first met her when she was just a tiny wee little one in her mama's belly (my friend Ashley!), but now I got to HOLD her and take photos of her. Not going to get into sappy thoughts about how awesome it is that human beings can like give life to another human, literally they just grow inside them, like I'm sorry but COOL. Anyways, she's kind of cute. I mean... REALLY CUTE.

Before (in December):

After! Emily at 5 weeks old:

happy hour

I got back to my apartment from being home for spring break and I checked my mail and I had a copy of The Human Life Review waiting for me... and my writing was in it! That was such a nice feeling. I am now changing my name to Appendix F (Appendix for short). KIDDING! 

Now, my e-mail is down and the TX State website is down... so I can't catch up on e-mails or check on homework... darn! ;) Just had a nice hour long guidance session from Melissa at Texas Right to Life and she talked me through some issues Bobcats for Life has been having. Cool times!

It is also Sonic Happy Hour... so I'm going to go get my cherry limeade on and then read some articles by people that are way smarter than me and then I'm going to clean the rest of the apartment. Oh, spring break!

rain

I really love rain. I also really hate driving in the rain, therefore I can't attend a conference tomorrow with some good pro-life friends from around the state. I'm bummed about it, but when it comes to driving I definitely err on the cautious side as much as I can... some might say too much, but better safe than sorry.

I had a test on Thursday, so of course while I was studying Wednesday night I found so many wonderful things online that were not related to my test at all. I don't want to count my eggs before they're hatched (or fertilized, LOL #prolifehumor), but I am praying with all of my heart that this opportunity I found works out. It's a scholarship specifically for women who chose life for their children... and I know just the perfect angel for this scholarship. I e-mailed her about it and she is so hopeful and so excited to apply. She said "it would be a dream come true!!!" Lord, please help her with the essay portion!!! and bless her abundantly, because she sure does need it. Twin babies and a 3 year old. 1 baby has the croup, 1 has a fever and cough, and the other has a cough. All have runny noses... aka snotty sick babies everywhere. Poor babies.

I want her to win this so badly. Blog follower(s), please send a positive thought toward this sweet mother. If you believe in a higher power, please ask for blessing. If you are Catholic, please ask for the intercession of Our Heavenly Mother and St. Jude.


P.S. Overall, I am just really happy... in case anyone was wondering. :)

my man, Our Lady, & me