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Is Racism Really Prevalent in America and How Should We Respond?

Is racism really dominant in America? For the most part, n o. In fact, according to many polls, America is listed as the least racist country. Does it exist? Yes. Interestingly enough, in a poll done by Ramussen Reports, " Among black Americans, 31% think most blacks are racist, while 24% consider most whites racist and 15% view most Hispanics that way." (2013, Lifestyle, n.p) In a poll done to exploit the most racist countries in the world, America was not listed. (n.a, 2016, n.p). Of course, we cannot turn our eyes from the issue; we can't say it doesn't exist, when it still does. Bullying exists and always will. People are judged all of the time on their appearance, whether they are fat, skinny, pretty, or ugly.  Now, how do we address the situation. Well, in my opinion, w hat we should do is teach our children that somebody's skin color, hair color, eye color, or weight means nothing in itself; it is the soul that matters, and we should not be mean or jud

A Guest Post: A Parable by Thomas Naegele

This is a guest post from  Tom Naegele . You can check out his blog by clicking his name. I was very much moved by this post of his below the picture. We will not be happy until God is the center of our lives. Until then, those seemingly pointless tasks of sweeping the floor and cleaning the dishes will seem very insignificant, but if we make God the center at all times and do those tasks for love of Him, well, then, how great will they become then? There once lived a tiny seed who wished to become a great and beautiful tree. He spent many years trying everything in his power to germinate, sprout, and grow. He worked tirelessly at it every single day of his life, but it was seemingly all to no avail. Finally, after many years of persevering in hard work, the seed was at last able to bury himself in a bit of soil and begin the germination process. But alas, our poor seed could make it no further. The soil he had found was in a cold and dark environment, and he received none of th

Survival of the Fittest

Society tries to brainwash us into believing that things such as abortion and euthanasia are not only empowering but also merciful and if we disagree then we are not only ignorant but cruel. How dare us impose on “women’s rights”; how dare us discredit her life or tell her what do with “her body”. How dare us prolong the suffering of these poor people who are already dying.   Well, if euthanasia is okay, then so is suicide. And if abortion is okay, then so is murder. Come on, Society, stop pretending that one is okay and one isn’t; either you cross the line or you don’t. You can’t have your feet in two places at once. You can’t say murder is wrong and abortion isn’t. You can’t say suicide is cowardly but euthanasia is freeing. Today many have the mentality of beasts; it is all about survival of the fittest for them. And yet, many aren’t even aware that that is what is going on, but it is. Even if we were to accept euthanasia as merciful, it could easily be abused. Abuse is e

The Obscure and Powerful Philomena

Saint Philomena: The Obscure Princess Martyr Philomena: the obscure little martyr saint of the Catholic Church. Hardly anything is veritably known about her. Sure, there have been some private revelations concerning her life, but those aren’t dogma, and even with those private visions granted to the saints as testimony, still little is known of this young saint. Perhaps, that is why it has taken me so long to really take her close to my heart as I have as of late. I knew little of her. She wasn’t a St. Therese having written her own autobiography, delving deep into her life. When I moved to Oregon for a job position and my roommates vouched the reason they got the house with furniture was due to a novena to St. Philomena, I didn’t take it too seriously. I mean, it was remarkable, sure, that they prayed to her for a house near the church with furniture, and then ended getting the one across the street fully furnished. But, still, even if I wasn’t about to discredit Philomena, I s