pray for my hometown

Sacrilege Happened - Prayer Request

Just learnt all Consecrated Hosts were stolen recently in my hometown.

Please help me pray for reparation, conversion of those who did it and to possibly have The Lord back.


O Most Holy Trinity, Father, Son and Holy Spirit, I adore Thee profoundly.
I offer Thee the most precious Body, Blood, Soul and Divinity of Jesus Christ present in all the tabernacles of the world, in reparation for the outrages, sacrileges and indifferences by which He is offended.
By the infinite merits of the Sacred Heart of Jesus and the Immaculate Heart of Mary I beg the conversion of poor sinners.

anonymous asked:

My gold rush hometown might flood. My friends still in the area evacuated. If the levees get too high there they'll let it into Marysville because Yuba City across the river would get a lot more property damage. Much more history would be lost from Marysville though, including the Bok Kai Temple which is the only surviving Taoist temple dedicated to the water god. I'm really worried. :(

WHATTTTTTTTTTT :( i really hope everyoe there is ok and there is no flood after all, the water god is supposed to protect marysville from flooding, right?


I know that no one will see this and that’s okay. Maybe I just need to acknowledge what my new reality is. Today my home of 19 years went up completely in flames. I left my workplace after an emergency broadcast said the area of town I live in was under evacuation orders and it took me an hour to get through traffic. When I got there I had 5 minutes to put my most important things into a bag and go. I left behind my truck, which is my baby and the only thing I’ve ever really owned, and my house that I grew up in. My family took 4 vehicles while the other 2 we own were left with the house. I drove my mothers truck and took my younger sister. We headed out of our street as water bombers attacked the tree line against my backyard. All of us were split up because of the hectic scene and I drove for 8 hours straight to find them again. My mother was in a car accident and we’re all almost out of gas stuck north of the town in a place that has only one entrance and exit. I’m laying in a cot with my boyfriend, who somehow found his way back to me, with an alarm set for 4:45. When we will get up to find fuel and set out for the south. I have no idea if the highway is open and I’ll have to go through my home which is nothing more than black smoke and ash now. The fire is burning out of control and all of our resources are going towards the preservation of life. We’ve given up fighting the flames. Where I’ll go from here I’m not sure but my heart will stay with my home. Goodbye Fort McMurray.