Today, my family and I attended Mass in the city of Boulder, CO in the beautiful church of the Sacred Heart of Mary. I’m just as confused as I always thought the Blessed Mother had an Immaculate Heart, and that “Sacred” was reserved for her Son’s Heart. Either way, we inadvertently plugged into our GPS “Sacred Heart of Jesus in Boulder” and found ourselves 6 miles and 16 minutes away as Mass was starting. Fortunately, Our Lord took care of us.
It seems the Mass started a few minutes late and also it was a solemn high Mass – not your typical six candle affair but a full on “priest, deacon, sub-deacon” Mass. as a result we walked in just in time for the beginning of the Epistle (which was so appropriate for our days). Nonetheless; here are the pictures.
The last picture was from the base of a mural in the narthex. If you’re as confused as I am about the mouse dressed as a bishop/abbot, you’re not alone. Perhaps someone can explain the significance.
Our Lady of Mount Carmel Catholic Church (FSSP), Littleton, CO
This was my view this morning. God be praised! And even though every other driver on I-25 appeared to be higher than Wiz Kahlifa, the natural scenery of the surrounding area is unbeatable.
Today I visited a place that probably should not exist – Salt Lake City’s Catholic Cathedral. I say it shouldn’t exist because it’s Salt Lake City, but then again, I have been surprised, to say the least, by my first trip to this city. You see, one thinks of the place as a haven for the bizarre LDS (Mormons). And it is true that the Mormons do have an outsized presence here. But it has been clear to me in just 24 hours that SLC is something akin to Austin in Texas – the ultra liberal outlier in a somewhat conservative state.
For instance, my wife and I went out to dinner today for our anniversary. I asked the woman at the front desk for recommendations. She sent us to a trendy restaurant covered in the garish flag with the multiple colors. But I digress…
The Cathedral of the Madeleine claims to be the only cathedral in the US named after Mary Magdalene. The cathedral was dedicated in 1909 and possesses all the beauty it should for that time period. The stained glass windows in particular are quite impressive, depicting the glorious and joyful mysteries of the rosary. Of course, in the 1990’s the bishop of this place “brought the cathedral in line with Vatican II”. That’s a quote from the pamphlet they have in the back of the church. It simply means he attempted to wreck the place. Somehow he did not totally succeed. What he did (at least to my perception) was to wall off the original sanctuary with a chancel screen to create a “Eucharistic chapel” while building a new altar out in the center of the transept. He also commissioned a local artist to make new stations. The only thing is that there are way more than 14 of these in the church. Again, according to the pamphlet, they wanted to follow the stations that were “approved by the Vatican” in 1975. These are not rightly stations but rather the whole of the Passion and thus include the 14 stations. The artist apparently thought that making Our Lord look like an extra in the Planet of the Apes was a great tribute.
Take a look for yourself.
Take a closer look at that picture with what looks like a wood and glass spire inside the building. That’s their tabernacle.
The Trad Dad has found himself bunked down for the night in… wait for it…
Mormon Central?
Indeed, I am in Salt Lake City of all places.
This should be interesting.
In the meantime, I saw bison a-plenty yesterday including this fella’ in the parking lot of my hotel.
A most special day for yours truly is almost upon us and it isn’t my birthday. It is the cause of my joy these past few weeks (months) of travel and I thank God for this every day. More to come.
Agusto Acabou and Wayne Brooks, Jr. were veteran firemen who lost their lives battling a blaze on a cargo ship at the Port of Newark. Newark is my hometown and one of my nephews is a fireman there himself.
May I ask that all who read this offer a rosary for the repose of their souls?
I tease my nephew often about his job. It seems lately there haven’t been any major fires to fight. But I know how gut wrenching these deaths are to all who have loved ones in the department and to the brother firefighters of these brave men.
Stay confessed!
Stay confessed!
Stay confessed!
Also, while we’re on the subject of praying for the dead… This past Sunday marked three years since my brother took his life. Please pray for his soul as well.
I am still angry. I’m angry that he did what he did. I’m angry he left his wife to find him like that. I’m angry at every politician and “expert” who locked him up for months due to a “pandemic”. No one will ever convince me that the lockdowns didn’t contribute heavily to his suicide. If I make it to heaven by God’s grace and if my brother happens to have escaped the flames of hell; I intend to clock him over the head for this. If nothing else, what he did has served as the impetus for me to fast more and to offer my prayers than I ever have.
Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon them!
May their souls and all the souls of the faithful departed rest in peace. Amen.
Folks, I got off all that social media nonsense a while ago. Sorry but I'm not on Twitbook, Facepalm, YouHu, WingWang or any of the others. Maybe an event will happen to make me change my mind like Peter and Paul coming down with flaming swords and commanding it be so. Until then, read the blog and if you feel a comment is in order or you feel like sharing a tip or suggestion for a topic, email me at harvey@harveymillican.com.
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