I Love my Vitamin I

I noticed Saturday evening that I had developed a sore throat. As previously mentioned, I don’t usually get sick. But I have no been on the road for a month, mingling with different people in different environs. Anyone is bound to come down with something.

So Saturday night as I was headed to bed, the hypochondriac in me had become convinced that I was not long for this world. The pain was intense. Was it strep? No one around here has that. Was it an esophageal tumor? I have a vivid imagination.

Whatever it was isn’t important now because it is gone. In fact I woke up Sunday morning feeling great. This time I took ivermectin pills. That’s a first for me. I usually take the 1% injectable solution but my wife had brought a supply of the pills with us. I did notice this… With the pills I have not had the vision halo that I have with the solution.

Every time I take this stuff I ask myself what else they’ve kept from us. I remind myself why I no longer trust doctors. I thank God for His Providence such that a fungus from atop a mushroom can cure so many ills.

Strange times we live in.

God be praised!

More on Father’s Day

This morning at the parish I attend when visiting family in New Jersey, we celebrated the external solemnity of the Sacred Heart.

In the Epistle from Ephesians we heard the following:

For this cause I bow my knees to the Father of Our Lord Jesus Christ, of Whom all paternity in heaven and earth is named, that He would grant you according the riches of His glory, to be strengthened by His Spirit with might unto the inward man, that Christ may dwell by faith in your hearts: that, being rooted and grounded in charity, you may be able to comprehend with all the saints, what is the breadth and length, and height and depth: to know also the charity of Christ which surpasseth all knowledge , that you may be filled unto all the fullness of God.”

I thank God for sharing His paternity with me! Being a father has truly been the greatest joy of my life. I pray that I may also strengthen my family unto God.

Happy Fathers Day!

Prayers for all the dads today!

Trad Flags!

Happy Feast of the Sacred Heart of Jesus!

Ann Barnhardt already posted this link with a beautiful write up of it the other day but I would like to add my two cents as well.

Last year I posted about a flag of the Sacred Heart that I had ordered from a woman in Maine. I reached out to her recently. Unfortunately she is currently out of stock. However, the good folks at TradFlags appear to have plenty. Click the link and shop away!

I have stopped flying “Old Glory” altogether. This is for two reasons. Although I love my country, it is no longer what it once was. Heck, even the White House denigrated it last week by using it to flank the sodo-flag. Also, I want the Sacred Heart of Our Lord to fly high above all else. Side note: last year I proudly told one of my sisters about my flag. She replied, “So what, we can just put any design we want on a piece of cloth and run it up a pole and it’s a flag now?” “Yes,” I replied. “That kind of is the definition of a flag.”

So, buy those flags and fly them with pride. Show your neighbors and friends Who truly rules over your life and land.

Sacred Heart of Jesus, have mercy on us!

Happy Feast of the Sacred Heart!

St. Rita Showa Herself in the Strangest Place

This afternoon, while visiting a shop in Rockefeller Center in the middle of Manhattan I came across the following in a corner.

She is amazing, friends. Another novena starts today…

St. Rita, patron of the impossible, pray for us!

She Ought to Know

Frank Walker linked to a CM article earlier in which Niles demands that the producers of Mass of the Ages essentially edit out Fr. Jackson’s footage from the documentary.

She includes the following tweet (captured in a screen grab from my phone so you don’t have to give them any traffic):

To Miss Audrey I would ask the following:

How does Christine feel working with a sodomite every day?

Fr. Jackson is guilty and should be hanged. There really is no doubt about that. But what she suggests is guilt by association. The documentarians, if I understand her correctly, are no better than him unless they gut their film of all references to him?

Is what he (Jackson) said in the film true? Should truth be expunged? How about the legitimate good work Gary did once upon a time? Should every Vortex be censored because he was a rump ranger and his sins cried out to heaven for vengeance? Or does this simply have to do with a loathing of tradition and a possible desire to deflect from other things?

Asking for a friend.