Mostly Quiet on the Western Front

A few items came across my desk today. By the by, my desk is a patio table from Aldi’s aisle of shame (it exists) that’s been doing double duty as a homeschool table in my family room. The kids just finished up another year of work yesterday. As a result, I’ve cleared the books, tests, and papers and claimed a spot for my laptop. It always nice to write things at a proper workstation. Most nights I post these from my phone.

I have it on good authority that a priest who said Mass recently at a chapel somewhere in these parts substituted words other than those which are proffered in the Missal for the Consecration. I was not at said Mass but my source confirms that this happened. Rather than “This is My Body”, Father said, “This is the Paschal Lamb.”

Shocked?

Sadly I’m not either. Priests have been screwing around with the sacred for a while now. This one, if true, would have completely invalidated the entire Mass as there would have been no transubstantiation either for the bread or the wine.

I am also deliberately not mentioning any other details here. It almost doesn’t matter where this took place. I believe the details that were told to me but I recognize I have no audiographic proof. Again, the point here is that no one would really be shocked by this.

Side altar, St. Francis de Sales Catholic Church (ICKSP), St. Louis, MO (unrelated to post topic)

Ann Barnhardt suggested this trajectory over a year ago. At that time I wrote to her how I thought it would go down and she was kind enough to reprint my letter. I had thought it would come out along the lines “This is the Body of Christ.” I was not counting on something so brazen as what was supposedly said here. Either way, the switcheroo was hardly noticed by anyone in the pews save for my friend who promptly left as it was clear no Mass was taking place.

That’s the point. Who would even care that the words of Consecration – given by Our Lord to St. Peter himself and handed down to us – were tossed aside in favor of something else?

The faithful are so poorly catechized, the clergy so malformed. Why I bet almost 100% of the people in that chapel mentally snoozed right through the sacrilege. It’s not as if a thousand other edits and insertions over the years by “innovative” priests haven’t accustomed them to think this was how it’s always been done…

If you’ve read this far, stop and say three Hail Mary’s for that priest at minimum. Say a few more for the Church. The day is fast upon us when they may take away the ancient Mass (Bergoglio just name-called again and said we’re diseased mummies or some such nonsense) and the Bugnini rites might actually become invalid for tricks like this. Worse yet, Butnini’s spiritual sons in Rome might just make it official and replace Our Lord’s words with their own in print.

St. Pius V, pray for us!

Mary’s Month

Amidst all the regular devotions to which I am… devoted(?) I almost overlooked a big one.

The month of May has traditionally been dedicated to the Blessed Mother.

Parishes had May Crownings. Trad parishes still do and, thankfully, a number of NO parishes also have revived this custom.

What a beautiful thing for us to teach our children and for us to learn from as well!

Crowning an image of the Blessed Mother is a great symbol of our love for her. Another great act of devotion for Our Blessed Lady is the prayerful recitation of the rosary – Our Lady’s Psalter. If you are not in the habit of praying the rosary, please, I beg of you, build the habit. I have heard it said that no man who truly prays the rosary every day will end up in hell. I would ask, “How could a man who is truly devoted to the Woman who is our model in all virtues ever not come to the joys of eternal life?” It seems a no-brainer.

So this month, this lovely month of May, make time for Our Blessed Mother. Spend a few moments extra each day meditating on the mysteries of the rosary. Meditate on her perfect humility. The devil hates that. He cannot stand her because her humility is the antithesis of his pride. When she is near to you, he will flee. Form the simple devotion of praying three Hail Mary’s first thing in the morning and last thing at night (and frequently throughout the day), imploring, “Oh my Mother, preserve me from mortal sin during this day!” at the end.

Our Lady, Queen of the Most Holy Rosary, pray for us!

Novena Prayers Continue

Friends, here is a link to the St. Rita novena I use.

Although my current novena schedule starts another nine days tomorrow, the feast of St. Rita is on the 22nd of this month. So… I will continue the prayers continuously until the 22nd. Anyone wishing to join in, set a target to start next Sunday so that you can finish on the feast day.

St. Rita, pray for us!

First Saturday: Spare a Few Moments for Your Mother

The promises made by Our Lady to Sr. Lucia are a great consolation to us miserable sinners.

TODAY, May 6, IS THE FIRST SATURDAY OF THE MONTH.

Click here for the details.

Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us!

First Friday: Your Monthly Reminder

My Guardian Angel just prompted me to get this posted now, so that perhaps enough people will see it early in the day and avail themselves of the incredible grace.

TODAY, May 5, IS THE FIRST FRIDAY OF THE MONTH.

Click here for the checklist and history of the devotion.

I was all set to walk out the door this morning in plenty of time to make it to the 7AM Mass at the local Carmel when I realized I should stop and go to a later Mass in order that my kids would come too. As a father, I know there are few gifts I could give them that are greater than this.

Domine Jesu, Miserere Nobis!

Statue of the Sacred Heart of Jesus, St. Lucy’s Catholic Church (National Shrine of St. Gerard), Newark, NJ

You Forgot Something, Jack

I am not on Twitter. However, since Elon took over, the ability of non-users to actually view tweets has returned. Frank Walker at Canon212 posted a link to a tweet earlier from Jack Posobiec of Human Events. Here is that tweet.

Hugging one’s children and praying are always excellent ideas.

Let me add one more piece of advice if I may…

Go To CONFESSION.

That’s a capital idea no matter what else is going on in the world; but especially now.

Natural Law and the Jack Russell Terrier

I have a dog.

My dog is a Jack Russell Terrier.

My dog is psychotic.

So if you’ve ever owned one of these high strung pooches, you know what I’m talking about. My dog is now somewhere in the neighborhood of 4,000 years-old and he’s still going strong. That is, of course, unless he’s “soundly sleeping” between my wife and me to the extent that she wakes me up to tell me she thinks that he’s dead. “Aw man! Now I have to get up and dig a hole in the yard. Oh well, one last Pat on the head for my best friend and faithful… Wait a minute! What’s this?! Yeah, he’s actually still alive. Go back to sleep.”

That was last winter one night.

Yesterday, the dog taught us all an important lesson about God’s design for the world.

It seems that one of the stray cats in our ‘hood had decided that the foot or so of space behind my shed was an ideal place to deliver a litter of kittens. In the morning, one of the kids let the dog out back to take care of his business and quickly noticed the dog barking at the tight passageway near the fence and the shed.

Seems he was just doing what God created him to do. From the Latin terra (land), these dogs have one mission in life – to chase vermin and other small creatures to the ground and, if need be, keep them there until a human master can come and take care of things. And here I thought terrier came from terrorize. Silly me.

The old boy still has some fight in him. Those kittens, on the other hand, narrowly escaped death.

I really don’t know why I’m sharing this story except that I find it amusing that my dog forgets his age sometimes and his instincts to serve his master still kick in. And I am pleased at that. I should learn something here. I will not chase animals to the ground. Also, I should probably strive to do what God created me for as well. To know Him. To serve Him. To love Him.

Woof.