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Today is the feast of Our Lady's visitation to her cousin Elizabeth.
St John the Baptist was sanctified in the womb, and his mother, upon seeing Our Lady arrive to visit her, rejoiced and said "blessed art thou among women and blessed it's the fruit of thy womb"

Today starts the novena to Our Lady of Mount Carmel.

Lyrics in English

The visitation

In Herodes' times
An angel appeared to a married priest
And speechless he was

Blessed Saint Elizabeth
A child she conceived
Being elderly and childless
Being elderly and childless
The miracle was announced

For leading a holy life
For leading a holy life
And being a slave to Our Lord

Blessed Mary
Full of the Holy Ghost
Come here to visit me
May She bring me Christ and Faith's joy
Blessed is the fruit she told Elizabeth

In the city of Galilea
An angel appeared
To a married virgin
And two announcements he gave her
"you'll be the King's mother"
Christ's son of God
Mary told the angel
Mary told the angel
She didn't know man

"Run and visit Elizabeth
Run and visit Elizabeth
You'll see God's Grace"

Blessed Mary
Full of the Holy Ghost
Come here to visit me
May She bring me Christ and Faith's joy
Blessed is the fruit she told Elizabeth

From a comment on Facebook.
(Click on the image to see the full paragraph).

I agree with what's stated, and to sum it up, women should look for these qualities in a man:

-ability to commit
-ability to lead
-ability to sacrifice himself for what's good and righteous (following God's will, ultimately).

Happy feast of Our Lady of Mount Carmel

This concerns all of us.
Like Fr Ripperger said "turn to the Immaculate Heart of Mary."

https://youtu.be/DuGBIdjo3Z8

Carlist women (Margaritas) on pro life demonstration

Milkmaid by Martha Tilston

I am the daughter of the son, of the son of a milkmaid with my name,
She one of seventeen children on the farm.
Grandpa fought in the war, and his father in the one before,
Three days in no-man's-land, no man ever should...
And when I look at grandpa's hands,
Pick me up and swing me round,
You and I have more than just blood in common.
Will you tell me more about your mum?
She was a milkmaid and she was a one, and
She and I have more than just a name in common.

And the cows come in and the cows go out.
Some of the lessons we learn, I could do without.
And the cows go out, and then come in.
All that ends again must begin.
All that ends must begin.
All that ends must begin...

I am the daughter of the son of the son of a milkmaid with my name,
She one of seventeen children on the farm.
Grandpa was an engineer, old minstrels and milkmaids here.
Sometimes I feel too many tears.
When I look at grandpa's hands,
Pull the beans out from the land,
You and I have more than just blood in common.
Will you tell me more about your mum?
She was a milkmaid and she was a one,
She and I have more than just a name in common.

And the cows come in and the cows go out.
Some of the lessons I've learned, I could do without.
And the cows go out and then come in.
And all that ends must begin.
All that ends must begin.
All that ends will begin, will begin...
All that ends must begin.
All that ends must begin.
And all that ends must begin. Mm-mm.