/// An out-of-country friend sent in a couple of emails, slightly edited to remove identifying details.///
Dear Father George
A few months back, I had no intent to go weed the garden. I was feeling somewhat in the dumps about a particular matter, and was sitting on my butt ruminating over it, to no good purpose. Suddenly, I needed to go out and weed along the edging of our back gardens.
I had a kneeler and would weed a few feet, move the kneeler and repeat. As I moved along I became more distraught, and by the time I was near our gazebo I was tearful. As I got to the weeds by the gazebo, I was overcome by seeing the scene of me weeping in there after my daughter told me she had aborted our grandchild, over […] years ago. That day I saw my deceased grandson and wept for him, and for my daughter.
As of the then current moment, I had the answer. The question in my mind was about whether I would get the vaccine. As pressures have mounted I have thought from time to time that I should go. But, each time I thought I would, I became nauseous and decided not to. I don’t need to phone a friend, because the Creator of the universe already spoke to me. My final answer is emphatically NO.
All of the current vaccines use aborted fetal cells, either through the whole process, as in the J&J and Pfizer vaxes, or for testing as in the others.
I know what the Pope has said, and also what our local Bishop is currently saying, and though I greatly respect them both, I cannot do what they recommend. In fact, my down moments at the time were because my Bishop was recommending vaccines for us all.
Many of the vaccines use replicated fetal tissue from a little aborted boy in the Netherlands, in the 1970s, called for their purposes HEK293. This means that this was the 293rd fetus that died and was tested on, for Human Embryonic Kidney tissue. It may surprise you to know that tissue from dead babies is useless, and that it has to be extracted prior to their death.
God Bless You. ///
Here is the rest of the story.
So, after the experience in my note, I was very clear on where I stood, and have not wavered. Soon after, our pastor was attending our Zoom prayer meeting, for our Holy Spirit prayer group. A parishioner [… said…] that the vaccines were not to be taken. […] Our pastor was in a quandary as to what to advise […], as our bishop has been very pro vax, and has since required that all priests/deacons/staff/volunteers be jabbed. Most in our prayer group are vaxxed. […] of us have refused.
I shared the story I posted on your latest article [Compare contrast: conform Church to cosmos, vice versa], and was in tears as I shared it. A week later, our pastor posted a letter from one of the Bishop’s toadies saying the Pope says it’s ok, the Bishop says it’s ok. Get the jab!
That’s part of the rest of the story. Please give my regards to Father Gordon. I continue to follow you both. God Bless You.
My comment: Yes. Guardian Angels are our best friends, doing whatever it takes, doing the necessary, to get us to listen up. Great! We will be literally eternally grateful for the smack downs we all receive.
This is frightening: You want to know how bad things are? Re-read that post as if for the first time: Compare contrast: conform Church to cosmos, vice versa. But this time, read it knowing the result, basically that the pastor and one of the bishop’s toadies, citing the bishop and Pope Francis, went out to buy machetes, as it were, in analogy, for their encouragement to vax is just that deadly, and they do it in view of the whole truth of the matter. Now I want to vomit.