The Miracle of the Sun

3 Jun

The Miracle of the Sun still continues to defy science till date. Witnessed by around 30,000 to 40,000 people in Cova Da Iria on October 13, 1917, is the most undisputed of all the miracles confirmed by the Catholic Church. Also this miracle was only a sign about the prophecies made by the apparitions of Mother Mary to the three shepherd children Jacinta, Fransico Marto and Lucia dos Santos. Catholics have regarded Mary as a “miracle worker” for centuries, and this view has continued into the 21st century. So, is it fake or a made up story? Let`s look at the accounts of people who actually were present Catholics & Anit-Catholics alike.

“The sun, at one moment surrounded with scarlet flame, at another aureoled in yellow and deep purple, seemed to be in an exceedingly swift and whirling movement, at times appearing to be loosened from the sky and to be approaching the earth, strongly radiating heat.” Dr Domingos Pinto Coelho, writing for the Catholic newspaper Ordem.

“Engineers that have studied the case reckoned that an incredible amount of energy would have been necessary to dry up those pools of water that had formed on the field in a few minutes as it was reported by witnesses. The prediction of an unspecified “miracle”, the abrupt beginning and end of the event, the varied religious backgrounds of the observers, the sheer numbers of people present, reports of sightings by people up to 18 kilometres (11 mi) away, and the lack of any known scientific causative factor make a mass hallucination or mass hysteria unlikely. Given the indubitable reference to God and the general context of the story, it seems that we must attribute to Him alone the most obvious and colossal miracle of history.” De Marchi

“From the road, where the vehicles were parked and where hundreds of people who had not dared to brave the mud were congregated, one could see the immense multitude turn toward the sun, which appeared free from clouds and in its zenith. It looked like a plaque of dull silver, and it was possible to look at it without the least discomfort. It might have been an eclipse which was taking place. But at that moment a great shout went up, and one could hear the spectators nearest at hand shouting: “A miracle! A miracle!”

Before the astonished eyes of the crowd, whose aspect was biblical as they stood bareheaded, eagerly searching the sky, the sun trembled, made sudden incredible movements outside all cosmic laws—the sun “danced” according to the typical expression of the people.

Standing at the step of an omnibus was an old man. With his face turned to the sun, he recited the Credo in a loud voice. I asked who he was and was told Senhor Joao da Cunha Vasconcelos. I saw him afterwards going up to those around him who still had their hats on, and vehemently imploring them to uncover before such an extraordinary demonstration of the existence of God.

Identical scenes were repeated elsewhere, and in one place a woman cried out: “How terrible! There are even men who do not uncover before such a stupendous miracle!”

People then began to ask each other what they had seen. The great majority admitted to having seen the trembling and the dancing of the sun; others affirmed that they saw the face of the Blessed Virgin; others, again, swore that the sun whirled on itself like a giant Catherine wheel and that it lowered itself to the earth as if to burn it in its rays. Some said they saw it change colours successively….” O Seculo (a pro-government, anti-clerical, Lisbon paper)

“… The silver sun, enveloped in the same gauzy grey light, was seen to whirl and turn in the circle of broken clouds … The light turned a beautiful blue, as if it had come through the stained-glass windows of a cathedral, and spread itself over the people who knelt with outstretched hands … people wept and prayed with uncovered heads, in the presence of a miracle they had awaited. The seconds seemed like hours, so vivid were they.” A reporter for the Lisbon newspaper O Dia.

“We made our arrangements and went in three motor cars on the early morning of the 13th. There was a thick mist, and the car which went in front mistook the way so that we were all lost for a time and only arrived at the Cova da Iria at midday by the sun. It was absolutely full of people, but for my part, I felt devoid of any religious feeling. When Lucia called out: “Look at the sun!” the whole multitude repeated: “Attention to the sun!” It was a day of incessant drizzle but a few moments before the miracle it stopped raining. I can hardly find words to describe what followed. The sun began to move, and at a certain moment appeared to be detached from the sky and about to hurtle upon us like a wheel of flame. My wife—we had been married only a short time — fainted, and I was too upset to attend to her, and my brother-in-law law, Joao Vassalo, supported her on his arm. I fell on my knees, oblivious of everything, and when I got up I don’t know what I said. I think I began to cry out like the others. An old man with a white beard began to attack the atheists aloud and challenged them to say whether or not something supernatural had occurred.” Senhor Alfredo da Silva Santos (Lisbon)

“The sun’s disc did not remain immobile. This was not the sparkling of a heavenly body, for it spun round on itself in a mad whirl when suddenly a clamour was heard from all the people. The sun, whirling, seemed to loosen itself from the firmament and advance threateningly upon the earth as if to crush us with its huge fiery weight. The sensation during those moments was terrible.” —De Marchi attributes this description to Dr. Almeida Garrett, Professor of Natural Sciences at Coimbra University.[29] Theologian Father Stanley L. Jaki wrote that it was actually given by Dr José Almeida Garrett, a young lawyer, and is often mistakenly attributed to his father, a professor of natural sciences at the University of Coimbra,[17] named Dr. Gonçalo de Almeida Garrett.

“As if like a bolt from the blue, the clouds were wrenched apart, and the sun at its zenith appeared in all its splendour. It began to revolve vertiginously on its axis, like the most magnificent Firewheel that could be imagined, taking on all the colours of the rainbow and sending forth multicoloured flashes of light, producing the most astounding effect. This sublime and incomparable spectacle, which was repeated three distinct times, lasted for about ten minutes. The immense multitude, overcome by the evidence of such a tremendous prodigy, threw themselves on their knees.”―Dr. Manuel Formigão, a professor at the seminary at Santarém, and a priest.

“I feel incapable of describing what I saw. I looked fixedly at the sun, which seemed pale and did not hurt my eyes. Looking like a ball of snow, revolving on itself, it suddenly seemed to come down in a zig-zag, menacing the earth. Terrified, I ran and hid myself among the people, who were weeping and expecting the end of the world at any moment.”—Rev. Joaquim Lourenço, describing his boyhood experience in Alburitel, eighteen kilometres from Fátima

“On that day of October 13, 1917, without remembering the predictions of the children, I was enchanted by a remarkable spectacle in the sky of a kind I had never seen before. I saw it from this veranda …”—Portuguese poet Afonso Lopes Vieira

The event was declared of “supernatural character” by the Catholic Church in 1930. The event is seen as the fulfilment of a promise by Mary, mother of Jesus to the shepherd children she appeared to several times before October 13, 1917. According to the children’s accounts, Mary, referred to as the Lady of Fátima, promised them she would perform a miracle to show people they were telling the truth, and so caused the Sun to make violent movements in the sky.

Also as a conclusion, all the prophecies made by Mary in the apparitions to the three shepherd children have come true or ongoing.

“My God, I believe, I adore, I hope, and I love you. I ask pardon for those who do not believe, do not adore, do not hope and do not love you.”

 

 

 

 

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The Three Kings

25 Dec

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Three Kings came riding from far away,img_20161218_234810
Melchior and Gaspar and Baltasar;
Three Wise Men out of the East were they,
And they travelled by night and they slept by day,
For their guide was a beautiful, wonderful star.

The star was so beautiful, large and clear,
That all the other stars of the sky
Became a white mist in the atmosphere,
And by this they knew that the coming was near
Of the Prince foretold in the prophecy.

Three caskets they bore on their saddle-bows,
Three caskets of gold with golden keys;
Their robes were of crimson silk with rows
Of bells and pomegranates and furbelows,
Their turbans like blossoming almond-trees.

And so the Three Kings rode into the West,
Through the dusk of the night, over hill and dell,
And sometimes they nodded with beard on breast,
And sometimes talked, as they paused to rest,
With the people they met at some wayside well.

“Of the child that is born,” said Baltasar,
“Good people, I pray you, tell us the news;
For we in the East have seen his star,
And have ridden fast, and have ridden far,
To find and worship the King of the Jews.”

And the people answered, “You ask in vain;
We know of no King but Herod the Great!”
They thought the Wise Men were men insane,
As they spurred their horses across the plain,
Like riders in haste, who cannot wait.

And when they came to Jerusalem,
Herod the Great, who had heard this thing,
Sent for the Wise Men and questioned them;
And said, “Go down unto Bethlehem,
And bring me tidings of this new king.”

So they rode away; and the star stood still,
The only one in the grey of morn;
Yes, it stopped –it stood still of its own free will,
Right over Bethlehem on the hill,
The city of David, where Christ was born.

And the Three Kings rode through the gate and the guard,
Through the silent street, till their horses turned
And neighed as they entered the great inn-yard;
But the windows were closed, and the doors were barred,
And only a light in the stable burned.

And cradled there in the scented hay,
In the air made sweet by the breath of kine,
The little child in the manger lay,
The child, that would be king one day
Of a kingdom not human, but divine.

His mother Mary of Nazareth
Sat watching beside his place of rest,
Watching the even flow of his breath,
For the joy of life and the terror of death
Were mingled together in her breast.

They laid their offerings at his feet:
The gold was their tribute to a King,
The frankincense, with its odor sweet,
Was for the Priest, the Paraclete,
The myrrh for the body’s burying.

And the mother wondered and bowed her head,
And sat as still as a statue of stone,
Her heart was troubled yet comforted,
Remembering what the Angel had said
Of an endless reign and of David’s throne.

Then the Kings rode out of the city gate,
With a clatter of hoofs in proud array;
But they went not back to Herod the Great,
For they knew his malice and feared his hate,
And returned to their homes by another way.

The Joyful Song

12 Nov

Oh my soul seems to be plunged into darkness,neon-lights-on-the-christ-the-redeemer-at-night
The night seems to be my only consolation,
The day is too dark with miseries and deception
Though I have hope my weakness fails me

Wait a minute my conscience reminds me,
Try again and all is not lost,
Didn`t he tell he will be you till end of time,
Hasn`t he said to stand firm when tempted

Oh man of little faith, why do you doubt,
I have died for love of you,
Try and stand firm proved he,
I shall not leave you, showed he

He has conquered the world,
We have won by his death,
Stand firm till death and be blessed,
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, no fear but joy forever

I LOVE YOU

5 Nov

By tonyg,

Mistakes in my life have caused me pain within,ilovejesus
I spent many sleepless nights feeling sorry for my sin,
One night into my heart gentle words said to me,
Let your heart not be troubled, I have set you free,
Remember that I love you just for being you,
My love is everlasting, Divinely Merciful and True,
Place your trust in Me and wipe away your tears,
My eternal love will fill you and conquer all of your fears,
At times daily struggles pull me from side to side,
Some battles have been lost, indulging in selfish pride,
I feel great sadness knowing that sin keeps us apart,
Once again those words of comfort echo in my heart,
Remember that I love you just for being you,
My love is everlasting, Divinely Merciful and True,
Many times you have strayed but I love you just the same,
When trouble finds you once again call upon My name,
Trust in My Mercy always as you journey on your way,
Repent and My Divine Mercy will wash your sins away,
Remember that I love you just for being you,
My love is everlasting, Divinely Merciful and true,
All that I ask is that you place your trust in Me,
Sin and death were conquered upon the cross on Calvary!

To a Bengal Tiger

29 Oct

Ferocious looks, shiny eyes,royal_bengal_tiger_13782220263
Hidden beneath tall grass she crouches slowly,
The mere Blackbuck unaware of the predator,
Succumbs to its death in blink of an eye

The Royal Bengal Tiger with its majestic contours,
Wonders around the Sunderbans undefiled ,
With large paws and claws,
Truly you are the Rambo of the jungle

You once threatened any man`s existence,
Today you are so few and need assistance,
Oh those beautiful days you do recall,
When you had land which no man could own

We see you animatronic everywhere,
From Movies to Malls your facsimile exists,
Hardly do men worry about your welfare,
Though you are endangered and need our care

Run Baby Run

21 Oct


Run baby run, have full fun,
Indulge in glamour, indulge in all that money can buy,
East deliciously, your bellyful, never be hungry,
Entertainment is all around, fill your eyes with lust and gold

Dance and make merry, there is no hell or purgatory,
Have fun all the time, explore the world in luxury,
There is no afterlife, this is the one all you have,
Play with it and be adventurous

Oh I had it all, but why do we have to suffer,
Even the rich have to suffer, the elite has their woes too,
Infidelity, disobedience and gambling seem to be common,
There should be a meaning to life apart from pleasure and fun

Why did he suffer, why was he crucified,
Suffering does have a purpose, there is some joy in it,
Oh many saints have suffered throughout with joy,
I do want to taste it and enjoy

Lust and glamour are bottomless pits,
Marriage infidelity is a demon in disguise,
Without afterlife, we are just animals,
Oh now for sure there is no life without suffering

 

To a Laborer

21 Oct

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Oh Laborer of a desert city,
You toil day and night without rest,
Doing your best to build the city that never rests,
From the tallest to the smartest towers your hand exists,
But seldom people recognise that you even subsist

Short sleepless nights, to long working hours,
Weekends or weekdays are no different to you,
No worldly pleasure only dreams of a bright future,
Cold winter and hot summer are all that you enjoy,
Oh God does see your plight and shall give you rest

Some never survive to tell the tale,
Weakness, hopelessness kill their being,
Only some survive to see the face of their loved ones,
Oh what a joy to see their Papa, Husband, Son back,
Joy and Glory greater than a valiant soldier from war

With lot of dreams did they arrive at this land,
Many did realise their dreams to see their kids prosper,
Some admire this land compared to their own,
Many are desperate wanting to go back to their loved ones,
Oh Laborer, we honour you and pray for you