I gave a couple talks at the Masses at St. Charles Borromeo Church in Picayune, Mississippi this past Sunday. I commended this church for their large display of small white crosses out front, signifying the graves of the unborn. I also said that in Nazi Germany on Sunday mornings just like this, the Christians would hear the trains heading for the concentration camps, children screaming, parents wailing. The response in many of the churches? They would turn the organ music up and “sing a little louder.” I continued that in America another (metaphoric) train is coming down the track, everyday — carrying some 4,000 little unborn babies. We know. Just like the Christians in Nazi Germany knew. And I said, just like the Christians in Nazi Germary, our response is, for the most part, to (metaphorically): “sing a little louder.” That is, we are so caught up in work, in hobbies, in entertainment… that we are continually looking the other way. I told the congregation that until we collectively, and continually, pray and fast against this, fill the streets with constant protest, flood the newspapers with letters to the editors, and flood our legislators with letters and calls, continually fundraise and volunteer with crisis pregnancy centers… the trains will keep coming down the track. That simple, and horrendously tragic. Note: Future generations will look at us the same way we now look at the many Christians in Nazi Germany who did practically nothing — but sing a little louder. I ended the talk by saying it’s time to turn the Super Bowl off (this was Super Bowl Sunday), pick up our cross and do something for Life this night. And I ended by saying that I wholeheartedly hoped the talk: would “ruin” everyone’s Super Bowl. Interestingly, this was met with applause. Note 2: Fr. Mike Snyder said during his homily today that we are to unite our suffering with Christ’s to bring grace for others [and good causes]. I couldn’t help but think how much more we could suffer in our own American lifestyles to bring grace in averting the suffering of a little baby who is killed and dismembered in the womb.