Religion

Recognition alone isn’t enough, the world around us keeps moving, demanding attention, action, composure.

When faith is twisted to cause harm, love demands we rise — loud, grounded, and unwilling to bow to false civility.

They all want the same thing: to live. To love. To eat. To bury their dead in peace. But they are caught in a machinery of war.

Young Robert would pretend to celebrate Mass in the family living room. This wasn’t a child’s game. It was an early echo of vocation.

To call it antichristian isn’t hyperbole—it’s discernment.

But this isn’t politics. It is prayer. No pundits. No debates. Just men in red each carrying the weight of the universal Church.