"The Christianity of history is not Protestantism. If ever there were a safe truth it is this, and Protestantism has ever felt it so; to be deep in history is to cease to be a Protestant." (-John Henry Newman, An Essay on the Development of Christian Doctrine).

"Where the bishop is, there let the people gather; just as where ever Jesus Christ is, there is the Catholic Church". -St. Ignatius of Antioch (ca 110 AD)a martyr later thrown to the lions, wrote to a church in Asia Minor. Antioch was also where the term "Christian" was first used.

“But if I should be delayed, you should know how to behave in the household of God, which is the church of the living God, the pillar and foundation of truth.” 1 Timothy 3:15

"This is the sole Church of Christ, which in the Creed we profess to be one, holy, catholic and apostolic." -CCC 811

Thursday, October 31, 2013

Pope Francis is World's No. 4 Most Powerful Man on Earth

According to Forbes, Pope Francis is the fourth most powerful man on earth.

1 Vladimir Putin; Russian President (3)

2 Barack Obama; US President (1)

3 Xi Jinping; General Secretary of China’s Communist Party (9)

4 Pope Francis; Supreme Pontiff (NA)

5 Angela Merkel; German Chancellor (2)

6 Bill Gates; Co-chair Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation (4)

7 Ben Bernanke; US Federal Reserve Chairman (6)

8 Abdullah bin Abdul Aziz Al Saud; King, Saudi Arabia (7)

9 Mario Draghi; European Central Bank President (8)

10 Michael Duke; Wal-Mart CEO (17)

Tuesday, October 22, 2013

AP News: Iglesia ni Cristo (INC) was FOUNDED by Felix Manalo (not Christ)!

Source: AP News/ PDI:

More than 1.5 million people converged here Monday for a powerful Christian sect’s evangelical event, causing traffic chaos that shut down large parts of the megacity.

The gathering of the secretive and politically influential Iglesia ni Cristo (Church of Christ) in the historic district of Manila forced all schools and some government offices to close.

...Iglesia ni Cristo, which is believed to have about three million members, held the event ostensibly as a medical and charity mission, with its followers giving aid to residents of huge slums.

... Founded by Felix Manalo in 1914, Iglesia ni Cristo exerts huge political influence in the Philippines.
SUMMARY: The Iglesia ni Cristo (INC) is a sect (not a religion), it's secretive and political (not religious), it has about 3 million members only (not more than 10 million as they want us to believe) and was FOUNDED by Felix Manalo in 1914 (not Christ as they want us to believe)!

That's according to international Associated Press (AP) News!

INC Chapel in Burnaby,British Columbia, Canada. Despite its location where people speaks English and French, this sect keeps its Registration Trademark Iglesia ni Cristo just like any other commercialized establishments or business products protected by Patents and Trademark Laws. INC is a corporation owned and managed by the Manalo clan from Philippines.

Friday, October 18, 2013

Are they 'Christians'? (Kristiano ba sila?)

Provers 24:17-18 Rejoice not when your enemy falls, and when he stumbles, let not your heart exult, Lest the LORD see it, be displeased with you, and withdraw his wrath from your enemy. - Holy Scriptures

Base sa nakalap na source ng blog na ito si Jeannette Ramos Vallejos ay nakatira sa Pasay City, isang kaanib ng Iglesia ni Cristong tatag ni Felix Manalo, nag-aaral siya sa New Era University, anak ni Ermie Vallejos Sr, isang ministro at ni Regina Vallejos. based from a source, she is a resident of Pasay City, an Iglesia ni Cristo who studied in New Era University, daughter of Ermie.

Source: Tripod

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

INQUIRER on INC®: "Felix Manalo who founded the congregation in 1914"

NEWS FACT: Jesus didn't found the Iglesia ni Cristo® (INC®) as what they claim. Here's what our Philippine Local News say about the sect:

"Felix Manalo who founded the congregation [INC®] in 1914."  Philippine Daily Inquirer Online

"Iglesia ni Cristo, which is believed to have about three million members, held the event ostensibly as a medical and charity mission, with its followers giving aid to residents of huge slums.

"...Founded by Felix Manalo in 1914, Iglesia ni Cristo exerts huge political influence in the Philippines."

Read more: Phil. Inquirer Online

Image of Felix Manalo, founder of the sect Iglesia ni Crist®o (INC®) formerly registered as Iglesia ni Kristo® (INK®) in 1914

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Young Nepali Hindus becoming Catholic to stop discrimination

More and more children and teenagers are converting to Catholicism "tired" of inequality and abuses by Hindus on the lower castes and the poor. Twenty young people attend catechism at Kathmandu's Assumption Cathedral. "I want to become Catholic to spread the message of God's equality," said 12-year-old Diko.

Kathmandu (AsiaNews) - In Nepal, many young Hindus and Buddhists are choosing to become Catholic because of deep-seated inequality and discrimination. "I saw with my own eyes whole groups prohibited from entering Hindu temples just because they were from the lower castes," Diko Tamang, 12, told AsiaNew. "These people could not offer prayers; it is an unforgivable discrimination." From a Hindu family, Diko attends catechism at Kathmandu's Assumption Cathedral, along with a group of some 20 boys and girls.

"In my opinion," he said, "there should be no discrimination of any kind in a religion. In Christianity, there are none. In all castes and ethnic groups, each person is treated the same way. This is what I like and what inspired me to become Catholic. When I grow up I want to be able to spread the message of God's equality in our society."

Rita Maharjan, 18, also goes catechism with Diko. "I came here," she told AsiaNews, at the invitation of my sister, who is Catholic. For a long time, she had serious health problems, paralysed in the legs, unable to walk. We spent a lot of money to treat her. One day one of her friends encouraged her to go to church and be blessed by the priest. She did, and a few weeks later she was healed. When I tell this, a lot of people do not believe me, but it is true and I can testify to God's power and grace on my sister. I want to become Catholic, tell people about my experience and feel the grace of the Lord."

Friday, October 4, 2013

More Than Enough - Conversion Story of Kathy McDonald

Conversion Story from Coming Home Network

Our third son was 10 days old on “Reformation Sunday” 1998. The preacher that Sunday at the local Lutheran church we attended was a retired Lutheran school principal, a man in his 70s with a great shock of white hair. He ascended the pulpit and held up a book, a book he proclaimed “the work of the devil!” The book was by a Catholic author on justification. The preacher offered this book as evidence that “the Reformation must go on!” To me, he came across as so angry and fearful, so unreasonably opposed to the Catholic author, that I leaned over and whispered to my husband, Joe, and said “Sounds like a book we ought to read.”

Though we were Lutheran, my husband was on the faculty of a Catholic college in a small town to which we had moved just two months before our son was born. Joe found the book in the college library and brought it home for me to read. That was the beginning of the end of my life as a Lutheran.

Sound beginnings

I was born and raised in a conservative German Lutheran family (Lutheran Church Missouri Synod or LCMS), the third of five children; I was baptized as an infant, as were all my siblings. We attended church and Sunday School every Sunday without fail even when traveling. My happiest childhood memories are from church, particularly Christmas and Easter. I always had a lively faith and took to heart everything I could grasp at church. The messages of Advent and Lent, delivered through the Wednesday night services our family faithfully attended, left deep impressions on my heart. One year, I was quite surprised to wake up one Christmas morning to find Jesus had not returned yet, because so vividly and urgently had our pastor proclaimed His Second Coming that Advent! I loved singing the beautiful, strong hymns of our church and participating in the liturgy even though I couldn’t understand why we told God we were “hardly” [heartily] sorry for our sins in the Confession of Sins each Sunday. I regularly and devoutly read my treasured book of Bible stories, the only religious book in our home, which I had won for perfect Sunday School attendance.

By the time of my Lutheran confirmation when I was in the eighth grade, I was concerned I didn’t have “real faith.” I had questions about the Bible: “How do I know someone didn’t just make this up?” and “How can anyone know the truth?” Typical adolescent questioning, but I was tortured by these threats to my faith. I was afraid I was an atheist when I was confirmed and prayed God would just “zap” me with unwavering faith at the moment of confirmation. It didn’t happen. I wasn’t zapped. But I did get a wonderful gift of a prayer book for the event and settled on a “Prayer for Faith” that has sustained me since that day. “Lord, I believe,” the prayer goes, “Help Thou mine unbelief. Strengthen Thou this weak and flickering faith.”

I prayed that prayer often through high school as I struggled with doubts. Truly I sought God but didn’t know where to find Him.

Wednesday, October 2, 2013

Why I finally returned to the Catholic Church

Revert Story from Catholic Anchor


With pain comes perfection, Christ taught. Thanks to the gift of the Catholic Church we are able to reach this perfection through a glorious journey. But for too many years this was not the way for me.

My parents planted the hope of salvation and the reality of heaven within me during the impressionable years of adolescence. Practice in faith and good works as a cradle Catholic included a few years as an altar boy and a strong sense of compassion as I worked my way through the lower grades in a Catholic school.

Five decades later, however, I’m looking back with envy at that child in terms of purity, the quest to embrace the sacraments — which included the possibility of holy orders — and good works as a way of strengthening my spiritual life. How simple it seemed then to keep my soul spotlessly clean with the belief that in the event of sudden death the Kingdom of God was unquestionably at hand.

Now, I face the reality that, like everybody else, I must one day die. Moreover, I have some catching up to do after a hiatus of nearly 30 years from the Catholic Church.

I moved to Alaska in 1978, and though there was ample opportunity to continue attending Mass and receiving the sacraments, I lived life on the beaches, the mountains and on boats. Though I believed in God as the Creator, I did not live the life of a religious hermit as I had originally intended. Instead I embraced wide ranging religious ideologies. I gravitated toward secular thinking and found plenty of camaraderie. What didn’t come in the form of worldly ways during my life as a commercial fisherman surely befell me when I entered a licentious period as a writer. I had joined the national subculture of some 20 million baptized Catholics who no longer practice their faith. I had become a “fallen away Catholic,” as my grandfather used to call those who left the church either in quest of liberties granted by other forms of theology or those who walked away from any sort of Christly tethers altogether.

My departure from the Catholic Church left me with an uneasiness whenever I contemplated my journey with God. I knew too much about the Catechism and caught myself trying to arrive at various checkpoints in the journey through a feigned innocence. Not that other churches I had attended condoned my immorality, but I had drifted away from a discipline, an essential way of thinking, of praying, of examining conscience and of confessing.

Most tangible among the triggers would be the periodic discovery of one of my rosaries out among books or other trinkets in a storage shed. Though the familiarity of its beads would bring pangs of a guilt that I would later associate with a nudging of the conscience to grow closer to God, it was divine intervention and the intuition of my wife Cheryl that eventually lead me back to the Catholic Church.

Like many couples, we struggled in our marriage, and though we knew God must be at its center, we so often got caught up within ourselves. Cheryl, meanwhile, had begun watching EWTN and had a growing curiosity about the magnitude of Mary in Catholicism. This occurred shortly after we moved to the Palmer side of the Matanuska Valley.

At the same time, as parents we had started “church hopping” in our desire to provide some Godly roots for our kids. For several months we were unable to reach consensus in joining churches of this or that denomination, and we settled the matter by rotating among individual choices each Sunday. On a particular weekend, when it seemed we had tried them all, it was my turn, and I suggested attending Mass at St. Michael Catholic Church in Palmer. I prepared myself for our awkward genuflections and kneeling during the consecration.

While the kids had questions about incense, holy water and other rituals after Mass, Cheryl experienced an epiphany of sorts and shortly thereafter enrolled in the Rite of Christian Initiation for Adults (RCIA), by which adults come into the Catholic Church. A year later, on the eve of her confirmation and first Holy Communion Father Tom Brundage asserted our marital vows — this time they were sacramental.

As for me, the return to the faith has been blissful as I rediscover the purpose of spiritual tools that were given to me when I was young. In a sense I have arrived, broken, but back at the threshold of a great workshop that I’ve had access to since I was a kid. At its center, like some great lathe or milling machine, is Christ’s passion, replete with the original manual on how to accept pain and create selflessness, and the periphery has been festooned with the seven sacraments, with Sacred Scripture, Holy Mass, adoration, the daily recitation of the Rosary and countless chaplets and prayers. Practicing one aspect of the faith, I have discovered, leads to a desire to practice others.

I still struggle with sin, the reality of death and the endlessness of eternity like I imagine anyone who’s bothered contemplating such matters might. With my return to Catholic discipline, however, I find hope in reaching for perfection as each day ticks toward the end of my tenure here on earth. And hope fuels my journey toward eternity, one day at a time.

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