​The Story of Pure Love: Armando and Martha 

17 08 2017

22yrs Armando Valladares, a young journalist was working at his desk at a newspaper company when soldiers came to ask him to publish a communist propaganda supporting the new government of Fidel Castro. 

 He refused knowing full well that there would be consequences. He didnt have to wait long.  Armed soldier stormed his residence at night and arrested him. 

 For refusing to support communism, Armando was sentenced to 30 years in prison. He was arrested in the middle of the night and transferred to a notorious prison where hundreds of enemies of communism were beaten on a regular basis. 

But it was in this prison that Armando received a miracle in the form of a woman he met. She was one of the daughters of fellow prisoner and her name was Martha. 

They fell in love when they met, and began to write each other in secret. 

Years of communicating together deepened their love for one another. 

When the communist tried to force Armando to enroll in a compulsory reeducation program, Armando and his companions again refused. 

As a punishment, he spent 8 years in a special solitary confinement, with no windows, and no light coming in, only a small hole for his wastes. 

After 10years, the communist tried another technique, promising him freedom if only he could sign a document praising communism.

 But instead of signing his name, Armando, took the document and started writing poetry at the back. The guards tried to stop him but he changed tactics, writing with his blood instead on the back of onion skins which he smuggled out to Martha.


As the holocaust survivor, Victor Frank once said, “A man can endure any how a long as he has a why” From then on, nothing the soldiers did could hurt him anymore. 

His love for Martha broke down the prisons walls as he wrote poem to her using his own blood, and fresh breeze of love lifted him high, carrying him towards the sun.

Martha fled to the United State, and published thr peoms which became a bestseller raising a campaign against what Castro’s government was doing to her beloved. 
Amnesty international and other human rights group caught on and pressed the Cuban government for his release. 

Terrified of his growling fame the communist tried an old police trick to shatter his unshakable love for Martha.

They told him that Amnesty groups had dropped name from their list of prisoners of war, and that Martha had abandoned him. 

He responded in a serene and cheerful way saying, Now I know for certain that my Martha is succeeding in getting me out.”

He was right; a short time later, he was released from the prison where he had spent 22 years, unbroken, defending his own conscience,  and the dignity of every man to live in the freedom of theirs. 

His 22 years of unbroken resistance to tyranny demonstrated that man is capable of withstanding great evils when he loves and he is loved by another.

On his release from prison, he was finally united with his sweetheart Martha and he was caught on camera showering her with kisses right front and center before the flashing lights and world media. They got married soon after,  a crowning perseverance of love. 






Super model apologizes for indecent dress and covers up on stage: Cameron Russell

18 10 2014

This video is worth 2o minutes of your time.  

Super Model, Cameron Russel walked up stage, apologizes for the dress she is wearing, covers up on stage and says,”Looks aren’t everything. Believe me, I am a model” Please share it with your daughter, sister or friend who is dying to be like the girls on the glossy mag





“I Am In Love With 3 Men,” Drunk Woman Tell Fulton Sheen

10 09 2014

 

The following story was told by Bishop Fulton Sheen:

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“I opened the church door one cold January morning, heavy London fog, and a limp figure fell in, a young woman.

I said, “How did you happen to be here?”

“Where am I, Father?”

“Oh, Father?”

“Yes,” she said, “I used to be a Catholic but not anymore.

“You were drunk.”

“Yes,” she said, “I was drunk.”

“But,” I said, “men drink because they like the stuff, women drink because they don’t like something else. What were you running away from?”

“Three men,” she said. “I was in love with each of them, they were beginning to find it out, and so I got drunk”

“What is your name?”

And pointing to a billboard apposite of the church on the walls of the Cross and Blackwell Jam office, I said, “Is that your picture over there?”

“Yes, I’m the leading lady in that musical comedy.”

I made a cup of coffee for her because she was frozen from the night exposure. She said, “Thanks.”

“No, come back this afternoon and thank me,” I asked.

She said, “I will on one condition. That you do not ask me to go to Confession.”

“Very well,” I said. “I shall not to ask you to do to Confession.”

“I want you to promise me faithfully that you will not ask me to go to Confession,” she said.

“I promise you faithfully that I will not ask you t o go to Confession,” I said.

She came back that afternoon before the matinee and I said, “We have two paintings in this church that are very notable. Would you like to see them?”

As I took her down the side aisle of the church, I pushed her into a confessional. I always keep my promises.

Two years later, I gave her veil as a nun in the Convent of Adoration, where she is to this very hour.

Therefore, that cold January morning, another choice had to be made and it was a choice for good. And, this is a choice that each and every one of us is making.
Author
Bishop Fulton Sheen

*God has given us free choice such that our choices make us fit for heaven or hell





“I have seven children from two different men,” Woman tells Pope Francis:

7 09 2014

Pope Francis tells the story of how he met a woman with seven children from two different men. Here is the story in Pope Francis’ own words:

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” I met her last year at the Feast of San Cayetano. She’d said: Father, I’m in mortal sin, I have seven children and I’ve never had them baptized. It had happened because she had no money to bring the godparents from a distance, or to pay for the party, because she always had to work.

I suggested we meet, to talk about it. We spoke on the phone, she came to see me, told me that she could never find all the godparents and get them together … In the end I said: let’s do everything with only two godparents, representing the others.

They all came here and after a little catechesis I baptized them in the chapel of the archbishopric.

After the ceremony we had a little refreshment. A coca cola and sandwiches.

She told me: “Father, I can’t believe it, you make me feel important.”

I replied: “But lady, where do I come in?  It’s Jesus who makes you important.”….Pope Francis

Read more of the interview. 





The Little Girl Who Will Give Up Her Pearls: A Story

10 05 2014

The Little Girl Who Will Give Up Her Pearls: A Story

Jenny was a bright-eyed, pretty five-year-old girl. One day when she and her mother were checking out at the grocery store, Jenny saw a plastic pearl necklace priced at $2.50. How she wanted that necklace, and when she asked her mother if she would buy it for her, her mother said, “Well, it is a pretty necklace, but it costs an awful lot of money. I’ll tell you what. I’ll buy you the necklace, and when we get home we can make up a list of chores that you can do to pay for the necklace. And don’t forget that for your birthday Grandma just might give you a whole dollar bill, too. Okay?”
Jenny agreed, and her mother bought the pearl necklace for her. Jenny worked on her chores very hard every day, and sure enough, her grandma gave her a brand new dollar bill for her birthday. Soon Jenny had paid off the pearls. How Jenny loved those pearls. She wore them everywhere-to kindergarten, bed and when she went out with her mother to run errands. The only time she didn’t wear them was in the shower-her mother had told her that they would turn her neck green!
Now Jenny had a very loving daddy. When Jenny went to bed, he would get up from his favorite chair every night and read Jenny her favorite story. One night when he finished the story, he said, “Jenny, do you love me?”
“Oh yes, Daddy, you know I love you,” the little girl said.
“Well, then, give me your pearls.”
“Oh! Daddy, not my pearls!” Jenny said. “But you can have Rosie, my favorite doll. Remember her? You gave her to me last year for my birthday. And you can have her tea party outfit, too. Okay?”
“Oh no, darling, that’s okay.” Her father brushed her cheek with a kiss. “Good night, little one.”
A week later, her father once again asked Jenny
after her story, “Do you love me?”
“Oh yes, Daddy, you know I love you.”
“Well, then, give me your pearls.”
“Oh, Daddy, not my pearls! But you can have Ribbons, my toy horse. Do you remember her? She’s my favorite. Her hair is so soft, and you can play with it and braid it and everything. You can have Ribbons if you want her, Daddy,” the little girl said to her father.
“No, that’s okay,” her father said and brushed her cheek again with a kiss. “God bless you, little one. Sweet dreams.”
Several days later, when Jenny’s father came in to read her a story, Jenny was sitting on her bed and her lip was trembling. “Here, Daddy,” she said, and held out her hand. She opened it and her beloved pearl necklace was inside. She let it slip into her father’s hand.
With one hand her father held the plastic pearls and with the other he pulled out of his pocket a blue velvet box. Inside of the box were real, genuine, beautiful pearls.
He had them all along. He was waiting for Jenny to give up the cheap stuff so he could give her the real thing.
So it is with our Heavenly Father. He is waiting for us to give up the cheap things in our lives so that he can give us beautiful treasure.
Are you holding onto things which Lord wants you to let go of? Are you holding on to harmful or unnecessary partners, relationships, habits and activities which you have come so attached to that it seems impossible to let go? Sometimes, it is so hard to see what is in the other hand but do believe this one thing…..
Lord will never take away something without giving you something better in its place.





The Slave Girl Who Gave Her Life To The Man Who Bought Her

19 04 2014

The Slave Girl Who Gave Her Life To The Man Who Bought Her

Several hundred years ago a wealthy plantation owner was attracted by the heartbreaking sobs of a slave girl who was about to step up to the auction block to be sold. Moved by an impulse of compassion, he bought her for a very high price and then disappeared into the crowd.
When the auction was over, the clerk came over to the sobbing girl and handed her her bill of sale, telling her who her owner now was. To her astonishment the unknown planter had written the word FREE across the paper that should have delivered her to him. She stood speechless as, one by one, the slaves were claimed by their owners and dragged away. Suddenly she threw herself at the feet of the clerk and exclaimed, “Where is the man who bought me? I must find him. He has set me free. I must serve him as long as I live!”
Christ paid with his blood to ransom you from the slavery of sin on Easter day. What ought You do for Him?





Valuable Things are Covered and Hard To Get By Mohammed Ali

8 04 2014

Valuable Things are Covered and Hard To Get

An incident transpired when Muhammad Ali’s daughters arrived at his home wearing clothes that were quite revealing.
Here is the story as told by one of his daughters:
“When we finally arrived, the chauffeur escorted my younger sister, Laila, and me up to my father’s suite. As usual, he was hiding behind the door waiting to scare us. We exchanged many hugs and kisses as we could possibly give in one day.
My father took a good look at us. Then he sat me down on his lap and said something that I will never forget. He looked me straight in the eyes and said, “Hana, everything that God made valuable in the world is covered and hard to get to.
Where do you find diamonds? Deep down in the ground, covered and protected.
Where do you find pearls? Deep down at the bottom of the ocean, covered up and protected in a beautiful shell.
Where do you find gold? Way down in the mine, covered over with layers and layers of rock. You’ve got to work hard to get to them.”
He looked at me with serious eyes. “Your body is sacred. You’re far more precious than diamonds and pearls, and you should be covered too.”

From the book: More Than A Hero: Muhammad Ali’s Life Lessons Through His Daughter’s Eyes.








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