Hello fellow children of God!

And despite the rain what a wonderful morning it is and even the rain is sort of cool !

This morning my mind casts back to France! 11 years ago Jesus told me to go to France. I quit my job and put all my things into my volvo C30

The burning question for everybody was “how do you know it’s Jesus”?

People told me it could be Satan coming as Jesus like he has done to many a person like me.

The person the most worried was the person who loved me the most, my mum. She was absolutely terrified and convinced I had some sort of mental illness!

To be honest I was terrified myself too. Just because I had gone spiritual didn’t mean I had suddenly gone stupid and I was fully lucid and aware of the risks and what I was doing!

I drove 1400 kilometres to the south of France to ‘Toulon’. This is where Jesus told me to go.

On arrival I could find no accommodation as there was a festival on. I felt totally lost and worried. This is when my good friend Padre Pio began to come to me. He’d smile and the compulsion of panic, sex and suicide would go and my peace would return!

Eventually I found a room in a nearby Town, ‘Hyères les Palmiers’.

I stayed for 10 days in a hotel as Jesus tested me. That was one of the most difficult 10 days of my life.

After 10 or so days I heard a voice telling me to open the Bible. I opened it on Matthew 6

“²⁶ look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? ²⁷ Which of you by worrying can add one cubit to his stature?

²⁸ “So why do you worry about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin; ²⁹ and yet I say to you that even Solomon in all his glory was notarrayed like one of these. ³⁰ Now if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is, and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will Henot much more clothe you, O you of little faith?

³¹ “Therefore do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ ³² For after all these things the Gentiles seek. For your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things. ³³ Butseek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you. ³⁴ Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.“

A supernatutal heat came over me as the Spirit of God burned these words into my psyche!

Excited as a child and trying to relieve my worried mother I called Ireland!

“Mam, it’s ok, I know you are worried but now I have proof”

I continued to read her the Bible!!

If she thought that I was unwell before, after that call she thought that I was completely insane!

I cried as I desperately wanted to share my new happiness and life with my poor mum!

The following Sunday the local priest invited me for a coffee. We met on Tuesday morning I think!

I was super excited! Finally a “man of the cloth” to share and pray with. It was going to be great and indeed it was until he asked me if I was on any medication!

My heart sank so much and none of you can imagine the tears of loneliness and fear I cried that evening. It seemed like I was safe nowhere and evil spirits took full advantage of it as they circled my head and night and attacked me in dreams, visions, migraines etc.

“Kill yourself, nobody will believe you, not even the priests” they’d scream.

However, one man did believe me, my super uncle Thomas. I must have rang him 1000 times when I was on the brink.

And so my journey continued.

Once as I stood in front of a statue of Our Lady she began to smile on me and I felt a holy peace. Immediately after something changed and although I still saw her face, I was aware that it was not her looking at me anymore. In my heart the peace left and I felt fear and hate. I said the name ‘Jesus’ and immediately the life-size statue transformed in front of me into a tall demonic figure dressed in black with a number of snakes coming out of it’s head as a crown!

Yet I felt protected and understood that Our Lady was teaching me.

At the time a priest was helping me as a spiritual director but sadly he had no real interest. Very few priests want to get involved with souls like me!

We are too weird, too controversial and often what we are living is outside of their experience!

That said, I have had some excellent directors too and the best ones were the simple ones who just listened, loved, didn’t try to understand too much and simply taught me to trust in Jesus. The power of simplicity!

And so after 11 years of it now I still get asked the same questions:

‘How do you know it’s Jesus?’

‘have you a spiritual director’

etc.

The questions are always asked out of love. Yet it can be frustrating!

I can’t prove to any of you that it’s Jesus and no matter what spiritual director I have, some of you wouldn’t agree with him either and would tell me to get another one!

And so I have accepted this cross of being doubted and misunderstood and see it as part of my life and testimony.

Yet, putting my story aside it is important not to let go of the truth!

Jesus is real, the sacraments are real and yes, Satan and demons are also very real which is why we are all called to a life of prayer and holiness to the best of our ability!

Have a holy and prayerful day and let us pray for those souls stuck in lives of darkness that they may be touched by the Spirit and brought into the light!

Hi all!

I woke up today with a supernatural sense of joy, God is so good to me in my life and what a joy to be His little friend!

(thanx Sanella for the t-shirt…God loves u heaps)

Evangelization is a word we use to describe talking about the faith and bringing others to know Jesus!

Personally I never really liked the word and would not call myself an evangelist. I am Michael, I live my life and share my heart and it will bring some closer to God and turn others away!

Recently someone told me that if someone who didn’t know Jesus read my blog that they would want nothing to do with the Church! Another said that no saint ever spoke so negatively about the Church as I do and so my writing couldn’t be from the Holy Spirit!

The feedback made me laugh and cry! You see going up to anybody and saying ‘come follow Jesus and get crucified’ is not very appealing and yet it is the truth!!

As a kid I heard about Padre Pio and how he suffered so badly in the church. He too was accused of following the wrong spirit and the abuse he suffered from religious superiours was beyond belief!

John of the Cross wrote some of his most mystical writings from a dark prison cell where he was thrown in by his brothers!

Saint Therese of Avila, another great mystic was brought before the Spanish inquisition suspected of being a heretic!

Saint Bernadette was abused all her life by her religious superiors.

Saint Therese of the child Jesus was hated so much by her sisters in the convent that they’d put the trolly used to carry dead people outside her room when sick!

Joan of Arc was burnt for being a heretic!

Saint Francis died a sad man as he saw his brothers so easily abandon a life of poverty for one of gluttony!

Australia’s first official saint, Saint Mary McKillop was excommunicated by her bishop!

And let’s not forget that one of our most recent saints, John Paul II was despised by many in the church and you could go online and read why some accuse him of being the antichrist!

The list could go on. I have spent years reading the lives of the saints and mystics and I’ve yet to find one who didn’t suffer greatly in the church!!

The true test of authenticity was in the fact that despite all these sufferings and trials they persevered, they did not give up when sufferings came as many do!

And so I make absolutely no apology for my life testimony which highlights an area where the church which I love must grow!

I have been terribly treated in my life by many church people because of my sexuality, my spirituality and my personality!

My testimony and story do not make the church look so good and yet I can’t lie and make up another one!

But one thing is true, I have a burning love for Our Lord Jesus and His mother Mary and you could shoot me dead before I will give that up!

So today, let’s not get too caught up in ‘trying to be holy’ and let’s just ‘be holy’ an real!

Many of the saints were total and utter weirdos as we’d say today and not the pious little figures depicted by many of the statues!

So guys, love me or hate me, this is me and there will be no white flag above my door!!

I love you Jesus, Heavenly Father and Holy Spirit. You guys are the best and I thank you that you are now calling me to Holy Mass where you feed me with your very essence.

‘I don’t want want to close my eyes, I don’t want to fall asleep’

Good morning all and a special thanks to those of you who replied so kindly to my blog yesterday. We all need encouragement, even me so thanks!

I have recently got some negative feedback too and that’s ok, it won’t be to everybody’s liking and even the Lord Himself was accused of being possessed by an evil spirit yesterday’s reading so I’ll have to give thanks that nobody has said I’m possessed….yet!!

When I got up this morning I was thinking of New York, probably as the Lord is leading us out of Croatia shortly and so travel is on my mind!

I had the opportunity to live in New York for 3 months when I was 19. It was my first trip abroad and we flew from Dublin to London, from London to Boston and we then randomly decided to get a greyhound bus to New York arriving in central station late at night!

I’ll never forget it as stones were hurdled at our bus!

Next day we got the ‘Hampton Express’ bus to the tip of long island and so we arrived in Montauk, a small beach town in the state of New York filled with tourists over the summer and empty during the winter (a mini version of Split!).

We stayed in a hostel for a few nights, then in a caravan until the sewage started coming up as it was not properly connected and then to a cockroach infested room where 7 of us shared a tiny room (2 in each bed) for $750 per week. The New Yorkers liked their money!

We went looking for jobs! I got a job at a hardware store, 6 days a week from 8 a.m to 6 p.m. It wasn’t hard work but it was very boring and with temperatures over 40 Celsius and no air con there were times when I could barely walk!

Later I got a second job at the local cinema. I was the ticket guy and also had to clean the room between shows. It was a strange cinema because there was literally only one screen. Spiderman came out at the time and I’d clean that room listening to theme song ‘hero’!

‘With great power comes great responsibility’

Was God talking to me back then without me even knowing it?!

Now I do have one claim to fame from my 3 months in New York. Before those who tell me that I am writing this to show off, wait!!

My claim to fame was for nothing to be proud of! To drink alcohol in the USA one must be 21. I was 19 and looked as if I was 11! So all of us irish students had false identification.

One night the local club was raided by the police! Would you figure that out of a club with hundreds that they picked me?!!

I was taken outside and with my hands behind my back interrogated by 2 cops. Some of my friends were entering the club at the same time and they pointed to me laughing, they didn’t realise that it was serious!

I had to appear in court the following week with my passport. My boss was worried as he was paying me under the table and I’ll never forget his mum who was in her 70’s looking at me and saying ‘disappointed honey’!! I had previously heard her say that she couldn’t understand what sort of mum I had that would let me go to New York on my own at 16!!! (least she didn’t say 11).

A week later I was on the newspapers! My boss at work knew the judge so $50 fine sorted it out after all the paperwork miraculously went missing!!

I think God was with me even then. No matter what I did I’d always get into trouble while everybody else would get off!! That hasn’t changed much when I come to think of it!! Yet somehow it would always work out fine and I’d learn from it!

After my 3 months there we went travelling for 2 weeks. We spent 4 days in Manhattan. I always remember visiting Ellis island where the irish would have arrived off the boats during the famine that killed half the people.

There was a memorial and a place where the missing bags were on display. As soon as I entered I began to cry and pray, only now I understand that I was feeling the souls in purgatory begging for prayers.

Our irish history is one full of suffering from famines to wars and so much prayer is needed for these types of nations!

We continued on and visited Boston and we went to Washington DC. Clinton was president at the time but time didn’t permit us to call in for tea! We then flew to Toronto and visited the Niagara falls before going back to Ireland.

I had no idea at the time that I would travel and live abroad so much afterwards. At the time I didn’t even go to mass not to mention know the Holy Spirit! That was for old ladies and I was a born dare devil looking for adventure!!

Little did I know that ‘adventure’ is the heart of God and one could not have a more adventurous life than moving around the world under the guidance of the Holy Spirit while trusting in His providence!

And so today, I share with you some of my memories to jokingly encourage you to trusting in God!

At 19 I had no real interest in God and I had no clue that God had any special interest in me! And so whatever age you are now, whether 19 or 69, know that God has a plan for your life and even if you don’t know it or see it or even believe it, let me assure you, it is there!

And so as John Paul 11 said:

“be not afraid to give all to Christ”

Bless you all with a supercalifragilisticexpialidocious day!

Good morning world!

It’s Monday so either you jumped out of bed with enthusiasm or you pulled the sheets over your head and said “o no….I need coffee”!!

This morning I feel to write about weakness and the power of weakness.

I grew up in a culture where weakness was a source of shame. One had to be and should always be the ‘best’ and one should never share their weaknesses! Lie, even kill if you had to, but never be weak!!

I was good at this game and learnt how to be a success!!

But little did I know that in God’s eyes I was a disaster! I was emotionally shut down, I was cold, arrogant and very unhappy!

My weakness terrified me because I never heard how to deal with it!

But God gave me a saint as a mother. She was the most gentle, loving, self-giving mum I ever met and I was an extremely difficult son. I made her life hell and even I didn’t know why I was so desperately unhappy!

Only when she got sick did my life fall apart. Without me knowing it she had been keeping me together. She always prayed a lot and I was always her favourite. She saw past my bad moods and into my heart where I was lost. Words didn’t need to be exchanged, she got it!

Only when Jesus and Mary came to me did I begin to see that my gift was my weakness!

At the start I could only talk to Mary. I couldn’t possibly talk to Jesus, a man, about emotional stuff. Surely He’d laugh at me and call me a stupid gay!

Over time Mary brought me to Jesus. Many times I’d look at her and as I’d look at my own life and sins and weakness I’d think of Robbie William’s song and the line

“I am scum and I’m your son”

How Jesus and Mary could love me was beyond me, how they could give me extraordinary experiences baffled me, it took me years to accept that it was real and that God really had chosen me…..and yet how weak and fragile I was despite these graces baffled me more!

After 5 years my older brother whom I hadn’t seen snapped at me and said “you are still the same”!

I cried when I went to bed, not because he was wrong but because he was right!

Despite years of healing I still struggled to control my moods, I still struggled to accept my sexuality, I still struggled to accept my life and so yea, I was still the same!

More breakdowns followed as it all crushed me. The expectations of others was too great, my weaknesses seemed too big and too visible!

If they were like bad teeth, I’d go to the dentist and rip them all out and tomorrow I’d walk among everyone perfect!

But no, the process of spiritual transformation is so very slow and we can struggle with the same flaws for 50 years and even die with them in spite of a lifetime of prayer!

And so my friends, Jesus taught me another way, the way of weakness and as saint Paul put it to “boast of my weaknesses”.

I am emotionally one of the most fragile people you may ever meet, I cry so easily you couldn’t imagine, I am so extremely sensitive to other people’s pain that at times I have to run away because I can’t handle it.

At times it all gets to me and I am grumpy and irritable and sharp tongued and the total opposite of what you may expect from somebody so ‘holy’.

One could spell ‘holy’ two different ways ; ‘hole-y’ and ‘whole-y’.

The latter suggests being ‘whole’ and healthy. The first suggests having a ‘hole’ in one’s heart and being broken…….this one is me!

And so folks please don’t be deceived. Despite years of prayer and healing I am still ‘holey’ and weak. If I have hurt you or disappointed you by my behaviour or at times by what I write I am sorry, please don’t expect too much from me and may God give you the grace to see me as your little brother who is doing his best despite his staggering weakness and sensitivity.

Thank you all for your love, your patience and your support and pray that one day I can be ‘wholey’ rather than ‘holey!

Please continue to help me and put up with me and don’t take me too seriously if I let you down and I promise to do my best to continue to grow in love and prayer and humility.

Love you all, pray for me.

Michael

One of my favourite stories in the Bible is the story of the prophet Daniel in the Old Testament!

The King, Nebuchadnezzar wanted everyone to worship him as a god and it was forbidden to worship any other God!

This might sound like a story but bare in mind that in many countries Christians are killed for being Christian and even in Christian countries, many Christians are severely persecuted if they take their faith more seriously and open up to the Holy Spirit in a radical way.

So Daniel refused to compromise and the king got so angry that he decided to burn Daniel alive with his 2 friends.

Now God was obviously testing Daniel too and it’s true that at times it’s hard to understand God’s tests. As a prophet Daniel was given great power and responsibility so I guess God was testing and perfecting his obedience, faith and humility.

Daniel was so bold and confident that he didn’t compromise. Read his reply to the king!

Daniel 3

O Nebuchadnezzar, we have no need to answer you in this matter. ¹⁷ If this be so, our God whom we serve is able to deliver us from the burning fiery furnace, and he will deliver us out of your hand, O king. ¹⁸ But if not, be it known to you, O king, that we will not serve your gods or worship the golden image that you have set up.”

¹⁹ Then Nebuchadnezzar was filled with fury, and the expression of his face was changed against Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego. He ordered the furnace heated seven times more than it was usually heated. ²⁰ And he ordered some of the mighty men of his army to bind Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, and to cast them into the burning fiery furnace.

A few things to note!

1. Daniel was speaking to the king and yet he spoke boldly and with authority because the king did not have the right to tell him to stop his faith!

2.The King got even more angry so he heated up the furnace even more which is a bit silly when you think about it! He was going to burn anyway!

One could now take a minute and think of Jesus before Pilate!

‘Are you the king of the Jews’

‘You have said so’ Jesus replied!

And Pilate also got angry and in John 19:10 says

10“Do you refuse to speak to me?” Pilate said. “Don’t you realize I have power either to free you or to crucify you?”

to which Jesus replies

11Jesus answered, “You would have no power over me if it were not given to you from above. Therefore the one who handed me over to you is guilty of a greater sin.”

All of this is well and good as a ‘story’. However this is not a story but a true TESTIMONY.

Jesus’ boldness was just like Daniels; shocking, uncompromising, scary!

And so back to the fiery furnace!

Daniel was thrown in alive with his 2 friends and what happened?

God sent an angel and. ….
^{Then King Nebuchadnezzar was} astonished and rose up in haste. He declared to his counselors, “Did we not cast three men bound into the fire?” They answered and said to the king, “True, O king.” ²⁵ He answered and said, “But I see four men unbound, walking in the midst of the fire, and they are not hurt; and the appearance of the fourth is like a son of the gods.”

After which the king humbled himself and converted to the true God of Daniel!

“Therefore I make a decree: Any people, nation, or language that speaks anything against the God of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego shall be torn limb from limb, and their houses laid in ruins, for there is no other god who is able to rescue in this way.” ³⁰ Then the king promoted Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego in the province of Babylon.”

And thinking of the new testament and of Jesus we could also think of how so many people converted to christianity after the resurrection!

So it seems that the life of a prophet, be it Daniel or Jesus or even those people today with prophetic gifts is destined for many trials!

Once at a pentecostal church in Melbourne Australia a prophetic man was on stage. The room had about 400 people. Suddenly he got a prophetic word, there was a stranger who had come to visit the church for the first time. He was a little guy and was wearing an australian t-shirt and was almost at the back of the hall!

The pastor pointed at him as if he was beside him and that nobody else was in the room!

“You in the australian t-shirt”

The room froze and all eyes tried to find the guy as did I!

“The Lord is going to use you to change nations and leaders all over the world….”

I looked at the crowd, I looked at my t-shirt, I looked at 400 eyes all staring at me!

Tears rolled down my face as the power of the Holy Spirit confirmed it on the inside!

And so today like all prophetic people who have gone before me I too face the fiery furnace of criticism, scorning because people often don’t like what Jesus tells me!

And so today, maybe you too are a prophet! You might be a priest or a bishop or a simple lay-person and as you grow and speak truth you too will be misunderstood and burnt!

Yet, if you persevere, even your enemies will come to see that you are telling the truth and just like the king repented of his evil deeds, so too will yours!

So my message today is one of simplicity, perseverance and trust!

‘In the name of Jesus we have the victory!

Bless u all

Michael

Hey folks,

Here I am writing a little sharing from home! Recently it has come to my attention that my blogs are both loved and hated! Loved by the broken and hated by the self-righteous but as Matthew 5 says

“Happy are you when people insult you and harass you and speak all kinds of bad and false things about you, all because of me.¹² Be full of joy and be glad, because you have a great reward in heaven. In the same way, people harassed the prophets who came before you.”

So that aside, I will continue my little sharing!

As a little boy I was great friends with my Grandad. As my dad is also called Michael, I was called ‘little Michael’ and indeed little I was!

I was very small and has big ears so ‘big ears’ became my school name! I was very shy and was always one of the last to be picked on any team for sports. I was awkward around others and was afraid to talk to adults! I even remember peeing on the floor at school so terrified I was of asking the teacher to go to the toilet!

All of this is sort of funny now, but it does mark you!

The only thing that I was any good at was mathematics. I loved maths and maths loved me! I always got top of the class in maths and although I liked the achievement, I didn’t like the attention!

Once my name was on paper as I was selected for training for the irish maths Olympiad. I was mortified!

My parents were and still are very simple people and we never had any claim to fame!

I went to university in Dublin at 18. I was afraid to live with strangers as I had no confidence. They’d all be drinking and smoking and having sex and while I was 18, I looked as if I was 12 and had never as much as touched a drink or a cigarette. I barely knew what sex was!!

In summary, I was so little I was invisible and I was in no way cool in any way!!

I had few friends and nobody hardly knew my name until the end of year exam results were published and ‘little Michael’ was at the top!

Even that I didn’t care about. Worldly success was empty to me!

Maybe that’s why I got so depressed, life meant nothing to me, success meant nothing to me and the burning question “am I supposed to be a priest” haunted me!

Little Michael went on to qualify as actuary at an exceptionally young age. He had a big salary a big car and a very lonely heart!

Never would he have thought that Jesus would ever pick him for anything. He knew that he was small, weak and most incapable of holiness!

Today little Michael is writing this! He is accused of being prideful and seeking attention, he is even accused of following demons!!

Little Michael couldn’t care less about this blog or of worldly success or worldly ‘fruits’ but little Michael has been given a gift by Jesus to reach out to the world with his simplicity, honesty and brokenness.

Little Michael knows that many people do not like him and that many do not agree with him but little Michael has learnt obedience through suffering.

Today you too may be very little and invisible to the world and church but fear not! You are not invisible to Jesus!

Jesus has a big plan for you and wipes every tear that falls from your lonely heart!

He loves you and I love you because I know what it’s like to be little!

And so my ‘little friends’, let us ask our big sister in heaven, the ‘little flower’ (Saint Theresa) to hold our little hands and show us the way to heaven as the big people of this world trample on us!

Have a great day!

Love u

Mike

Hey guys! What a beautiful morning here in Split! All is good except our old washing machine that may need the last rites!!

As I was praying this morning the Holy Spirit gave me a word: ‘spiritual abortion’. I must admit not understanding it at the start so He went onto explain!

He said that many young girls fall pregnant today unexpectedly. Not that they are bad people but they often don’t want the baby!

“it’s not the right time”

“I’m not ready”

“If it were in 3 years time yes, but now no”

“I don’t know the father that well, I don’t want a child with him”

are just some of the reasons little babies are aborted!

Some courageous girls keep the babies and end up making enormous sacrifices and with the help of a supportive family, those babies see the light!

What has this got to do with “spiritual abortion”? You’ll see!

Sometimes the Holy Spirit converts someone and they are like a new born baby to the spiritual world! They have complicated stories, they knew nothing and often we don’t know their father either!

Sometimes Jesus brings them to us to be their new family and to love them and sometimes we abort them!

We use all the same reasons as the pregnant mother!

“We are not ready”

“We have enough children already”

“It’s not the right time”

And yet Jesus points us to Mary. She was not ready when she fell pregnant, Jesus wasn’t’t what we’d call today a planned pregnancy! Mary could have said no!

Recently Jesus introduced me to Toni whose story I shared. The poor thing was suicidal and was a “spiritual emergency”. Despite having almost no money myself I took him into my apartment where he has been for 3 months. He has a remarkable thirst for God and is like a hungry new born baby!

I could have said no and left him to the world of drugs and psychiatry but I knew that Jesus was asking me to help him!

Like the pregnant girl who decides to keep her baby I’ve faced all sorts of difficulties including constant criticism from people around me and a general lack of love and support!

However there are always a few people who help and help a lot and to you I am super grateful. Even my own mum and dad sent us some money this week to allow us to eat!

The joy of seeing Toni grow is far greater than the sacrifices that it has meant and his conversion is a gift from God to the church and world!

Many like Toni don’t make it as they get aborted by church communities who are ‘not ready’. They will even tell you that it is the Holy Spirit leading them just like the pregnant girl will claim that aborting her child was the right and responsible thing to do for both her and the baby!

And so you see, we are in a very great war and like any war it is bloody and nasty.

Today I urge you to be like Our Lady who said ‘yes’. Yes to falling pregnant at a very young age despite not knowing how she might afford it or where she might even live not to mention how she might tell Joseph!

Yet, in faith she stepped out and humbly and obediently said yes to God.

So let us open our hearts today to love, to doing the right thing even if it is not the easy thing. Let us ask God to forgive us for all the times we said no because we lacked faith and love and let the Holy Spirit inflame us with a love that surpasses understanding (Ephesians 3:19).

And if any more of you out there would like to help us in any way please contact me. We are short on food, money, clothes but are rich in love, Holy Spirit and prayer!

Love you all

Michael

What a strange topic you may think!

Last night I heard a wonderful testimony about a group of young people in Zagreb who were attacked by local satanists!

The young people were on fire with the Holy Spirit and were doing so much good things that the local satanist got annoyed!!

Satan is like a sulky child and he doesn’t like to lose power. He’s like a greedy kid with 100 toys who always wants more and will never share!

So obviously the young people were upsetting him so he got his crew after them!

I didn’t understand all as my croatian is very poor but from what was translated I learnt that the young people found dead animals and other items that satanists use in their ‘prayers’ outside the church!

But what I admired is that the young people did not give into fear but kept praying and if I understood correctly some of the satanists converted to Jesus!

Praise God!

In Australia I lived with a woman with a particular ministry in satanic ritual abuse and she taught me quite a lot about it!

Maybe the most memorable story was Ann’s. Ann grew up in a good catholic family. Her parents were daily mass goers and the pillar of the church. People told her how blessed both her and her sister were!

But little did anyone know that her parents were the head of a satanic cult and their presence in the church was a mere facade. Satanists love to get their hands on the consecrated host and what better way to get it than to work in the church!

Secretly they were in charge of a paedophile ring and under the influence of drugs allowed fellow satanists to rape their children!

Ann was often brought to the sea where her dad would dip her head in the water and keep it there until she nearly drown. Fear, shock and trauma are one of the many techniques satanists use to place demons in kids.

When Ann grew up she told police. Her life was threatened and her parents have never been brought to justice as many people in very high positions such as judges, police chiefs, politicians are also satanists and so they know how to block the system and protect eachother!

Sadly there are even some priests and bishops involved in satanism and many were groomed from such a young age that they are not really to blame for their acts.

Ann needed years and years of prayer, deliverance, exorcisms, counselling and psychiatric help!

When she shared her testimony people were in shock. They didn’t know what to say so they said nothing. She felt rejected and ignored.

I lived next door to Ann, she was a beautiful person and so was her sister!

Today there are many people like Ann among us. They look normal on the outside but inside they carry overwhelming fear and shame.

Some of them will spend a lifetime in psychiatric wards, some of them will commit suicide and with our help, some of them will be healed!

So well done to you guys in Zagreb whoever you are!

May we all have the same courage and love to step out in faith and to help the broken of the broken trusting that greater is He that is in us (Jesus) than he that is in the world!

Have a great day

Michael

Hi folks!

So last night we had a praise, worship and dance evening at home! The neighbours would be perfectly correct in thinking that we are totally crazy!

One of the songs we played was ‘rooftops’ and it got me thinking of shouting about Jesus from the rooftops!!

At times I’ve seen street preachers and while I’ve admired their courage, I’ve never done it myself!

However sometimes we can shout silently from the way we live our lives and opportunities to share just come!

A few weeks ago we had to change the gas and a man called. My friend Tonci was there to help. He told the guy my testimony to which he nodded his head in a nice way and said ‘faggots’!! I smiled, he meant no harm and it was his way of understanding! He went on to share about his own life and Tonci began teaching him about forgiveness and before we knew it we were both praying for him!

Similarly I was having my coffee this morning and I just happened to get talking to two young medical students. They were very interested and shared to me the pain of their gay friend who no longer goes to church! Afterwards I prayed for them all at mass and I’ll probably never know the fruit of that prayer!

But I guess my point is that we don’t need to be running around all the time screaming and roaring about Jesus! God will setup ‘divine appointments’ or ‘God incidences’ and when He does we can talk all about Him!

Afterwards we should always pray for the people and the rest is up to God!

So folks, let us stay encouraged and positive in the certainty that we are loved infinitely by the most wonderful and loving man in the universe, our brother Jesus and that our sharing and prayers and lives although imperfect are immeasurably important to Him who came to give light to the world and hope to the lost!

Have a super awesome day filled with holy joy

Michael!

A few years ago an Italian nun went on the TV show ‘the voice’! She went on to win it! Here is her opening performance:

Clearly anyone with a brain can see the light and joy of the Holy Spirit in her eyes and posture!

She went onto talk about the new evangelization and using secular songs to reach out to the world!

Satan has used sex to seduce people away from spirituality so why can’t God use spirituality to seduce people away from sex?!

After all, the thirst for love and intimacy is the same, just God desires to pour His Holy Spirit on us rather than Satan who wants us to be sex maniacs!

So she went on to record her first album taking Madonna’s ‘like a virgin”!

Now the virgin being ‘touched for the very first time’ was clearly written about sex and Madonna, while very famous is certainly not famous for her virginity!!

But if you listen to Sister Cristina’s song with your heart you will clearly discern that she is talking about being ‘touched for the very first time’ by the Holy Spirit!

There is a very fine line between sexuality and spirituality and Sister Cristina is walking it!

Now she has critics! This 15 minute video gave me a laugh:

Clearly not a fan of Sister Cristina or of the Holy Spirit she is accused in every way of being a fame seeking devil worshipper!

Some people take Satan too seriously and forget about God’s power! Saint Theresa of Avila referred to Satan as the ‘poor one’!

And of course Satan is not to be messed with, but if we have the Holy Spirit he isn’t to be feared either!

Her critics accused her of making occult gestures with her hands! The same people would accuse you of making yoga positions as you were using the toilet and calling on demons!

The Holy Spirit is fun, He knows well how to laugh and joke and imitate pop culture without promoting it!

The people that don’t understand this don’t get it because they do not go out to meet the broken of the broken in clubs and do nothing to bring healing and hope to the masses caught up in the culture of sex and drugs!

So I say “well done” to Sister Cristina and call those narrow minded people who judge her and people like her to opening their eyes and hearts to the young people all around us that are thirsting for the love of Jesus in a way that they can both relate to and understand !