Safe Haven

I don't think "ABs" could really understand what it actually means for me to ask you for help. At the completely practical level, it might mean, "This needs to happen urgently, and you're here." But let's say it's something non-urgent, or even something I could do, if not pressed for time. It means, "I value you, and trust you with something I'm self-conscious or anxious about." It means I want to connect with you, to be served by you. Of course, I want to serve you and others. But it's not easy to accept help. I think people mistakenly assume that if you have some severe disability, you find it easy to acknowledge your limitations, and ask for help. That's not true at all. Men don't ask for directions, and I don't like asking for help. But if I do, you ought to know that it indicates for me a high level of trust, even affection. I think it's entirely possible that people get caught up in imagining what they would

My gift to the Blessed Mother on her day will be the unassailable logic used against the Nestorian heresy, which essentially divided Christ the Word from Jesus the man. In contrast, the Church taught and teaches that two natures—one human, and one divine—are united in the one Person of Jesus Christ. Here’s the simple syllogism: Mary is the mother of Jesus; Jesus is God; Therefore, Mary is the mother of God. (Mother of God) It was Jesus the heretics were after, really. In like manner, the Marian dogmas safeguard us from error concerning Our Lord.