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In Flanders Fields -
by John McCrae
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
Photo: Newfoundland War Memorial of the Unknown Soldier, by unknown.
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Saint Martin of Tours, pray for us
Saint Martin Of Tours
Patron Saint of: Soldiers, cavalry, and beggars
Feast Day: November 11
Saint Martin of Tours (c. 316-397 A.D.) was born into a pagan family in what is now Hungary. He was raised in Italy where his father, a senior officer in the Roman army, was stationed. At the age of ten Martin joined the Church as a catechumen soon after Christianity was legalized across the Roman Empire. Taking after his father, he joined the cavalry at the age of fifteen and was stationed in Gaul. At one point during his time of service he encountered a poor beggar who lacked adequate clothing on a cold winter day. St. Martin took his sword and cut his heavy woolen officer cloak in half, and gave the other half to the beggar. Following this act of charity, St. Martin had a vision in which he saw Jesus wearing the portion of his cloak he gave to the beggar, while telling the angels that it was Martin who had clothed him. After this vision Martin sought baptism, at the age of eighteen, and proclaimed himself a soldier for Christ. He left the military and adopted the penitential life of a hermit, attracting followers which eventually resulted in the founding of a monastery. St. Martin gained a reputation for holiness and performing miracles so that, when the bishop of Tours died, the people demanded that Martin take his place. As bishop he continued his austere life, took great care to train holy priests, destroyed pagan worship sites, and worked to spread Christianity throughout his diocese. St. Martin of Tours is the patron saint of cavalry, soldiers, innkeepers, horses and riders, beggars, and those in need. His feast day is November 11th.
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Truth 🌹
You are so deeply and beautifully loved by Love Itself.
Nothing else matters.
#talkedtotheboss
An extra special Rosary tonight. Maybe because I needed it. I mostly hope somebody else out there needed it. The 1 of the 99, who needed to hear how much God loves you - He does love you and waits for you with open arms. Blessed evening 🌹
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Easily the best part of All Hallow’s Eve! Anybody with Saint littles, please post! 🥰🎃
We say it every year: the costumes can’t get any better. Every year, our students prove us wrong.
From martyrs to mystics, each year’s competition is fierce. Which saint would get your vote?
May the children, who honor the saints here below while striving to imitate them, someday join their ranks, all for the greater glory of God. #allsaintsday #bestcostume
Truth 🌹
Friends, thank you for prayer and having faith and hope when I felt no hope at all. I got a call from my doctor Friday evening, that there’s quite a bit of hope and a treatment plan is in the works. I’m tough, I can handle the journey. I’m so very fortunate there will be a journey!
Everything will be okay 🌹
Truth 🌹
Replying to @MassCurer
One who is in love flies, runs, and rejoices; he is free, not bound. He gives all for all and possesses all in all, because he rests in the one sovereign Good, Who is above all things, and from Whom every good flows and proceeds.
-The Imitation of Christ
by Thomas à Kempis
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Canada 2026, homeless person sleeping on my neighbours lawn.
I’ve lived in this neighbourhood since 1989 and never seen anything like this.
This was 8am, suburban residential area, kids walking by on their way to school.




















