On the cusp of persecution, it is good to remember the history of dear Ireland.

Persecution is in the air. The so-called equality act will result in targeting every religious group in the country except those that now worship the world instead of God. We've already seen the persecution resulting from draconian regulations over the China virus. It's just the beginning if the godless elitists in Washington have their way. 

My ethnic background is primarily Irish and German. My mom, who was adopted, was clearly as Irish as could be. We didn't need a record of her history to see exactly where her ancestors came from. Her face mirrored the map of Ireland with her freckles, fair skin, and strawberry blonde hair. 

She was a beautiful woman inside and out, a woman of deep faith and charity. Until she got too sick in the last few years of her life, she spent two days a week at the Little Sisters of the Poor's nursing home on Maiden Choice Lane in Catonsville, MD. She did whatever they needed: sewed labels on the residents' clothing, visited the lonely, helped residents write letters and cards to their loved ones, and read at their daily Mass. What an example of persevering love. She soldiered on until she was physically unable when she came to live with us. What a privilege to take care of her in the last five months of her life! How I wish I had used that time more fruitfully to learn everything I could about our family. 

Today, Ireland is a more distressful country than ever because of their deliberate choice to murder babies. Most of us had abortion thrust upon us by Satanic overlords. But Ireland, dear lost Ireland, embraced the killing and danced in the streets. 

I'll be offering my Mass and rosary tomorrow for the re-conversion of Ireland. May God send another Patrick to expel the demons who reintroduced the snakes to that hallowed isle.

Our Lady of Knock, pray for us.

St. Patrick, pray for us.

Mom, intercede for us!