Wednesday, August 05, 2015

St. Philomena novena

I'm currently praying the St. Philomena Novena. The reminders come to my in-box everyday thanks to the lovely people at Pray More Novenas.

Tuesday, August 04, 2015

Let's help Jessica make it to the convent

A fellow Virginia and recent graduate of William & Mary wants to follow Our Lord to the Benedictine convent but she has to pay off her college debt hopefully before she's too old to be admitted. You can help her out here. 

Monday, August 03, 2015

Traveling can really make you appreciate your own parish

Rocky and I were on a road trip and had to go to a local parish for our Sunday obligation. It was interesting. The church was the drabbest I've ever seen, A Quaker or any Anabaptist could've walked in said, "Guys plain doesn't have to be this ugly." The people were very nice, they treat their elders with consideration and I was SO impressed by the kids. They were well behaved. The brat factor in Northern Virginia is so high it's a nice surprise seeing ten years olds sitting without video games or having to go to the restroom three times in an hour.  The homily was strange. The priest left the pulpit and gave his homily like a motivational speaker moving back and forth across the stage.  The music was totally Protestant and concert length. At one point the priest and the sulky altar girl were standing for an inordinately long time waiting while the guitars strummed and the choir sang on and on. Poor Father was visibly startled when Rocky received Communion on his tongue but recovered himself when I stepped up.
As for the altar girl.......why do parents force their kids to serve? If you daughter is scowling, dragging her feet, flipping her hair,  wearing makeup that makes her look like she just came out of a biker bar, slouching into the sacristy in booty shorts and a t-shirt that might fit a three year old or lounging by the altar before Mass I think she really doesn't want to be there. Maybe you are trying to show her who is boss but do you have to have this fight in Our Lord's house?

Sunday, August 02, 2015

The influencers in America have gone insane

At work my colleagues are just about weeping over a dead lion but haven't said jack about Planned Parenthood. It's been chilling to watch.  They just parrot whatever they hear on TV. I wonder how many people who have wept over the lion would even bother to shrug their shoulders over the Zimbabweans who have been attacked by lions?  Probably not a one, which is the real reason why Americans are hated.  It sure isn't for our so-called freedom. We tell people how to live. We tell people that they can't have roads, schools, hospitals and indoor plumbing because we like their plants and animals more than we like them.  We cheerfully strip people of their dignity. We threaten their countries for the sake of homosexuals. We interfere with their efforts to uplift themselves and give them sterilization as... charity.
When you get to the point where you are willing to threaten a man (whom granted, sounds like a jerk- I have nothing against hunting but it has to be a righteous kill-within the law and with work involved)  and his home and family over a beast but care nothing for human life, you have gone insane and need a good dose of reality and something serious to occupy your excessive free time.

Friday, July 31, 2015



Eternal Father, turn away Thy angry gaze from our guilty people whose face has become unsightly in Thine eyes. Look instead upon the Face of Thy Beloved Son, for this is the Face of Him in Whom Thou art well pleased. We now offer Thee this Holy Face, covered with shame and disfigured by bloody bruises in reparation for the crimes of our age in order to appease Thine anger, justly provoked against us. Because Thy Divine Son, our Redeemer, has taken upon His Head all the sins of His members, that they might be spared, we now beg of Thee, Eternal Father, to grant us mercy. AMEN.

(from the Holy Face Devotion prayers)

Monday, July 27, 2015

Catholic bloggers take note-- be kind to your readers and take care of your own reputation

I've decided that except for the beautiful and carefully curated, Go and Announce blog I'm avoiding Tumblr blogs altogether. This includes the beautiful Raccolta blog.  An all too typical scenario consists of a presumably devout person posting gorgeous paintings of Our Lord, Our Lady and the saints but failing to  take the time to check the blog or site where they got the image from. Too many times I've clicked on a image on a Catholic Tumblr blog in order to find out more about it and found myself at a grotesque and graphic gay or feminist  site. This rarely happens with Blogger or Wordpress blogs for some reason.

Catholic bloggers please take care about where you get your images from and check your linked sites occasionally. If I click on a link and find wickedness it will make me wonder about you. After-all, including a site on your links list indicates to the reader that you like this person or their writing or the information posted on their blog. If that blog contains blasphemous or obscene material I must assume that you like or at least don't feel to bothered about blasphemous and obscene stuff and I won't be back to your blog. I don't waste time on people I don't trust.

Saturday, July 25, 2015

Planned Parenthood and screams in the night

We knew that the Planned Parenthood women were hags inside despite pleasant facades. We knew they sell the dismembered body parts of murdered infants and we can guess that the hag who said she wants a Lamborghini probably didn't have a Southern mama to tell her that people in Hell want ice water.

 Judging by the online responses on blogs and Twitter, it was hearing unguarded, uncovered evil from the mouths of the Planned Parenthood hags and seeing it on video that made them wake up. Part of me wants to ask, "Where the Sam Hill have you been all these years?" and part of me is just thankful that more people see what Planned Parenthood is....evil. Full strength evil from the cute girls at the receptionist desk, to  the motherly (hah!) escort, to the death dealing nurse and doctors, to the person who takes out the trash, all of them, fetid, stinking evil.

Whitaker Chambers once told a story of a talk he had with a young European woman who explained to  him how her father finally gave up Communism. It wasn't an intellectual argument that swayed him. One night he was in Moscow and heard screams coming from an apartment after the secret police went in. He heard the screams and like St. Paul, the scales fell from his eyes.  He realized that although he had never lifted a finger of violence towards anyone, his support of Communism was contributing to the torture of another human being. I don't know what's going to happen now for many of the people who saw the videos. Whether they continue to support Planned Parenthood or whether they flee its evil and work to get it defunded they've crossed a line. Nobody can say they didn't know.