Are you condemning evil or contributing to it?

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We MUST speak out against clear evil. We always must, even if it upsets people and even when no one wants to hear it; however, we must resist another related evil.
We must resist the evil that is seeing ourselves as holy and upright because we boldly and bravely condemn evil.

We must not fall prey to the temptation to be cruel and malign other sinners simply because we are not guilty of the sin they commit. We must not give in to the temptation to purposefully be offensive because we believe anti-political correctness a virtue. Rudeness is not of God. His followers are meek and kind, full of grace.

Do not accept the truth in such a way that it allows Satan to sit between your heart and the truth, distorting the message turning you bitter, hateful, and arrogant. Satan doesn’t fear you having the truth. He fears you disseminating it with charity and compassion, for who would be turned from that truth?

Yes, we must have compassion. Compassion is not “being nice” or “not being offensive” but to suffer with someone. It is co-suffering. You cannot suffer with someone whom you do not know or with whom you have not spent any time. You cannot co-suffer with someone whom you are busy wounding.

The Pharisee did not mistake Jesus for condoning the sin of the sinners with which he spent time, and likewise you to can go out as salt and light preaching a message of truthful love and understanding. No one is converted by prideful grandstanding and vitriolous judgement.

Beat your chest before the chests of other wounded sinners, “mea culpa, mea maxima culpa!”

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When false witness hurts real people 

RosalieContrite
June 7, 2017

If someone tells a lie, the truth has become their enemy and their shame. Do not engage such treacherous and unhappy people. Carry on as if no one of consequence has said anything, because no one of consequence has. The truth defends itself. 
There is a mountain of good work that needs your attention more than defending your silly pride. Do not neglect good work so that you may roll in a dung heap like those with no focus or purpose, and do not give to toxic waste the attention that is due to honest endeavors. 
People with joy, honor, and integrity are not found in these pits of toxicity, and you will become whatever surrounds you – do not let it be dung! 

Rosalie XO 

Things your mother never taught you but that you need to know NOW

#yougonlearntoday

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You’re probably wondering why some silly, theistic, mommy-blogger is covering this topic. I will tell you why, friend. I’m a mom. I mother things. That’s what I do. Sadly, your mother didn’t teach you these things and not because she didn’t care about your manners or social skills. She cared. She cared deeply. She just wasn’t a millenial. These social norms were not and still may not be on her radar, so #yougonlearntoday.

Why listen to me? Listen to me because I spend way too much time on the internet. I once tried to waterproof my phone so I could Favebook in the shower to keep from getting bored, ok? I know the internet.

1. NEVER have a relationship spat over social media. In addition to making your entire friends list or followers wide eyed with cringeworthy surprise, you can jeopardize your job and even lose it depending on what you have to say. It’s not classy. It’s not polite. No one wants to know. Anyone who DOES want to know, doesn’t need to know.

2. NEVER congratulate anyone on their new baby/engagement/pregnancy announcement over social media. It never fails. I have so many friends and family who get beaten to the punch line. Someone else inevitably informs the interwebs before they have a chance because they had the decency to inform their loved ones, before posting it on social media. Without a second thought said loved one posts a congratulatory post, tagging the congratulee.

In some cases it’s innocent oblivion, and in the worst cases, its a pathologic insecurity wherein they must assert that they are the absolute closest to the person with the good news – so close in fact, that they knew before all y’all! Can I give you a word of advice? If I struggle for two days to force a human body from my uterus, do not beat me to the punchline on sharing the news. It will not end well for you. Maybe someone more polite and demure than myself won’t confront you about stealing their thunder, but you can be sure that you robbed them of something that was rightfully theirs.

3. NEVER have a relationship status besides married or single. Why? Anything else is too much information. Anyone can see your account. Do you really want anyone, anywhere to know that “it’s complicated” or that you’ve just “separated?” These are deeply personal things, and while I understand wanting to inform your close contacts, it’s best to inform those who need to know in person or on the phone where it won’t be a spectacle. In the best cases, people will pity you, and in the worst cases, they will gossip.

4. NEVER post any pictures you don’t wish to share with your progeny. Do you want your grandkids to share at school, “this is when my mee-maw was twerking it in Grand Central Station.” No. Just no. Sure, you can delete, but unless you’d be comfortable sharing it with your future employers, in-laws, parents, and offspring, don’t share it. Nothing can be erased from the internet forever. Trust me. Whatever the drama you have, someone will want to ride that llama.

If you are considering politics, be even MORE restrictive in what you share. Word to the wise, snapchat is not safe. It has screenshots. Stop pretending it’s safe. I’m pretty sure every snap Kylie Jenner has ever shared has been cataloged on the internet. Any snap you share could be immemorialized for all of eternity, too. If the human race is desimated in a dinosaur meteor-esque fashion, do you want future civilizations to look upon thine ample backside, wiggling around a light pole as a representation of our species? You do? Call your mother. Tell her you need a hug.

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Why my dog is not a child

Recently while I was strolling for a family walk with our new puppy, a stranger remarked, “Three kids?! You must be busy!”

For a moment I paused, thinking this man knew something I didn’t. I quickly realized he meant that the puppy was my third child and a definite part of the parenting handful.

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Admittedly, I was once a person who thought having a dog was just like having a furry human baby. I honestly did. I wasn’t making a political or philosophical statement. I had even been a nanny. I just couldn’t have known what I know now. This shift in my mind about children and dogs post-parenthood has been on my mind, as we have added a bouncing, baby livestock guard dog to our humble home.

I’m 100% an animal person; I love them. I have a veritable menagerie! (#CatholicArk) Even with my great affection for animals, I still must relay what the experience of having a puppy and small children at the same time has highlighted for me. They are not even close to similar.

You cannot feed kids from a bag that requires no cooking or preparation, three times a day. Good luck cooking a meal and getting your toddler to eat it on a day they’ve sworn off eating. Or, to wear pants. To the childrens’ credit, I’m sure if I made the puppy wear pants he’d rip them off, as well.

More or less, the dog is super stoked to find crumbs on the floor. (As will be a child if it’s in public, only in public!) He never complains or gets picky, nor does he have special allergies that require hourly consideration and planning. It is frowned upon for you to put your children in a crate. It is also frowned upon to put them on leashes.

You cannot send kids to the family doctor when you want to go on vacation, and pay a nice, low, daily fee. I’m certain my family provider would break up with us if we tried this. Anyone want to try this for science? Let me know.

You cannot just give them something to chew on and leave the house anytime you want to go out with friends. You cannot watch whatever movie or say whatever you want around children. While the dog won’t repeat that you think Bob down the street is a “darned hippy,” your kids will. They will do it in front of Bob, obviously.

My puppy likes to drink out of the toilet bowl until empty or chew on a bone for extracurricular activities. His literacy prowess is not of concern, and worrying about his second language development is not high up on my list of concerns. If he understands “sit,” we will be doing well.

While the puppy may need a quick potty run in the middle of the night for a few weeks until he matures, the baby I had four years ago is still iffy on potty training some days and definitely, does not sleep in a crate, unable to wake me in the night with her concerns about unpainted finger nails or looking to be serenaded.

The dog also never says, “MOOOOOMMMMMMMM! WHY?!” 😂👏🏻

To some this will probably seem like I’m saying, have a dog instead of a child. That is precisely not what I’m saying. What I am saying is that the experiences are not interchangeable, and they do not fulfill the space the other leaves. Man’s best friend is not a human child, and a human child is not man’s best friend. They are both distinct and wonderful relationships worth experiencing. Dogs have been domesticated and bred to serve alongside man and to serve him loyally. Children are the absolute greatest good and the future of our species.

I hope this reaches someone who believes owning a dog fills this void or informs them anything about the life of a parent. It does not. It may be a nice appetizer to prepare you for keeping someone alive, but it is not similar.

The complex and natural, lifelong relationship I have with my children is completely indescribable and dissimilar to having a dog, no matter how wonderous your puppy may be. (Ours is THE BEST!) The love and joy I have found in motherhood is not something I can convey to someone who has no children. It is something that has to be experienced to understand. All I can do is try my best to explain that you truly cannot know what you are missing until you have a child. It is not something you will regret. You cannot know this level of fulfillment and joy until you experience it.

I know that sounds convenient, like we’re a child cult trying to convince others to join our misery, but surely there would be a whistleblower somewhere? Wikileaks? Bueller? Consider how many people there are who have only dogs that believe dogs are like children versus the amount of people who have both who believe dogs are like children. Would you trust a person’s opinion on two experiences if they had only experienced one? It’s like getting that annoying dating advice from Suzie who never has a boyfriend but totally knows all the answers to your relationship problems.

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A dog will never have my eyes or make the same strange gestures as me or laugh over shared memories at family holidays. He will never make me examine just how difficult I can be, by acting just like me. He will never make me relate better to other humans as I realize that everyone I encounter is someone’s baby. Ask anyone about feeling emotionally “re-sensitized” after the birth of their child. It changes you and for the better. I will never want to put my dog before myself and in doing so, become a more selfless person. I will not grow old seeing him flourish before me, because he will be in an urn in my library.

What am I saying? I’m saying I love dogs. Truly. They are helpful, joyful, excellent company, and loyal, but they are not even close to the experience of having a human child, another experience, I highly recommend. This juxtaposition of relationships begs the question,  if someone claims to want to be child free, why would this same person want to pretend a dog is a child. Doesn’t that defeat the child free plan?

If you need further proof of the trouble with pretending canids are hominid offspring, look to all of the dogs harmed by being treated like a baby. Forcing a dog to fill a natural human void, denies them their right to be a dog, something we literally created them to be. Instead of being lead by a strong master, they are left to mow over their owners and rule their homes creating anxious, insecure environments where they feel obligated to step in as alpha. Ask any obedience trainer what causes dysfunction in dog obedience and behavior. They need order, and above all, they need to be dogs. (See Cesar Millan)

Of course after a long day raising the future citizens of the world, it’s nice to snuggle a fluffy dog who doesn’t talk back and just wants a butt scratch. I highly recommend both experiences.

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Concerning the battle to be the most Catholic blogger…

RosalieContrite
January 22, 2017

Fellow Catholic bloggers can vehemently disagree on topics, and it can often turn into a pissing contest. I have certainly partaken in the past, but we must resist the urge to be “more Catholic than the Pope.” 

Here are some of my thoughts. 

If we do not eat with the sinners and the sick, they will not know of the Lord and it will be our fault. We will have robbed them and failed Him. 
The cause whatever it is, should never become more important than treating others with dignity and respect. 
If you dismiss or turn away everyone who doesn’t agree with you or see the fullness of truth, you will have no one left with which to share this truth. We are one body, not a bunch of single cell organisms. 
Love one another as I have loved you. Go like Christ, to the lepers and be unfraid of catching leprosy. The Lord did not isolate himself, and so neither should we.

Offer it up, Buttercup. 

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