You Take the Bad, You Take the Bad, You Take Them Both and There You Have…

If you, like me, saw that title and immediately had flashbacks of Charlotte Rae shrieking at Mindy Cohn and Lisa Welchel, then you either grew up in the 1980’s or have a demented obsession with bad sitcoms. I can still hear my late brother Sean. He was a character. In his best alcoholic days, he was one of the most charming and funniest sonofaguns you’d ever meet. He used to take old theme songs and rewrite them in the most ribald and inappropriate of ways. The Facts of Life was one of his best. I’m sorry. I cannot reprint the lyrics here. This is a family-friendly blog.

I was in the great Commonwealth of Pennsylvania earlier today. That’s why I had the song stuck in my head. Well, actually, it was a thought about that state that prompted the song which then got stuck in my head. Let me explain.

Crucifix, Shrine of the North American Martyrs, Auriesville, NY

One of my sisters and I just had a conversation. I promise, I’m not simply starting random thoughts and moving on. She asked me what I thought would happen in November. She was referring to the upcoming mid-term elections. I told her what I’ve been saying for a while. I do not believe there will actually be an election held this November. Call me crazy. Many have. But, I just have a feeling that old crazy Joe and his puppeteers will find a reason to suspend the congressional elections. I could be wrong. The point is, it doesn’t matter if I am or not. Remember the whole “uni-party” thing? Even if the GOP wins a majority, it doesn’t matter. These are the people who convinced us to vote for Romney and McCain.

Another of our sisters lives in Pennsylvania. She has friends who have insisted, for example, that “I simply have to vote for Dr. Oz. I cannot vote for the evil Fetterman.” Don’t get me wrong. Fetterman is perfectly evil. And with the aphasia from the stroke, believe me, Oz looks like he could be a shoe-in. But to say that one must vote for Oz because he’s better than the evil of Fetterman is ludicrous. Oz is just as bad. He tweeted that he fully supports sodomite “marriage” enshrined in law. So I can have a lunatic who wants to release all the felons and also thinks babies should be murdered in the womb or I can have a lunatic who thinks that dudes who like to play with each other’s genitals and call it “love” should be able to make a complete mockery of the sacrament of matrimony. God destroyed Sodom for the same reasons. So no, you may not vote for Oz.

Which brings me back to the facts of life. If both of your options are morally repugnant, you can’t support either one. But we’ve known this for some time. One side got away with fooling us into thinking we could and indeed should support their “less evil” positions for a long time. But I’m done with that. I suspect if you’re reading this, you might be as well.

Sunday Round Up AND a Time-Sensitive Appeal

Last week I had the amazing opportunity to visit the Fairfield (PA) Carmel for a daily mass. It was nothing short of heaven on earth. I am used to visiting a Carmel closer to home and expected to see the customary cloister grill along the back or side wall of the sanctuary. However, at Fairfield the nuns are using a temporary space in a barn while their new home is constructed. As such, the cloister sits above the chapel and a large square in the ceiling is the wrought iron grate. Hearing their beautiful voices wafting down over the Holy Sacrifice as they chanted gave me a glimpse of what the angels must sound like as they perceive Our Lord in the Sacrifice. I will return (perhaps tomorrow)

Today my son and I joined up with the final leg of the Pilgrimage for Restoration. We met other Sunday-only pilgrims at the visitor center parking lot at the Shrine of the North American Martyrs in Auriesville, NY, where we were bussed out to the meeting point. Not only did I run into many friends – this trad world is indeed a small world – I had a wonderful encounter with a woman on the shuttle. She’s from Philadelphia. I told her I was married there. She knows people who went to my wife’s Alma Mater. I mentioned my recent trip to the Carmel. She knows the caretaker.

Then I brought up the fact that a “friend” of mine who happens to run the St. Luke’s Gallery (and absolutely click that link) had mentioned the same caretaker to me last week. Here’s that story…

St. Isaac Jogues, statue surmounting the Coliseum Church, Shrine of the North American Martyrs, Auriesville, NY

The curator of St. Luke’s Gallery had reached out to yours truly a while ago about a post I had written. Although we have not met in person we struck up a friendship via email. Last week I asked him about the Mass times at the Carmel. He responded, “The nuns don’t observe daylight savings time so the mass is an hour later than what you’d heard.” And that, my friends, is the most alpha nun statement of all time.

“We simply don’t do daylight savings time.”

But within minutes, my new friend had whipped out her phone and dialed my other new friend at the Gallery. She handed me the phone and said, “It’s him. Say hi!” And so I sheepishly said, “Hello? It’s Harvey. Happy Sunday!” And we shared a good laugh. I love this guy’s work, by the way, if I hadn’t mentioned that. All of this by way of mentioning a few things.

1) Trad-land is a wonderful place filled with amazing and faithful (and lively) people. 600 of us gathered to walk across the Catskill Mountains to pray for restoration. The solemn high Mass at the conclusion was stunning.

2) The Fairfield Carmel needs your financial help to build their new home. Click this link to buy a hoodie and help them out. I hear it’s only on until the 27th of September.

3) Carmelite nuns are boss.

4) Do not ever be discouraged. If you had seen what I saw this afternoon… Looking out over the Mohawk Valley, I saw brigade after brigade of families – dads and sons, moms and older siblings pushing strollers, even more senior members of our tribe – joyfully walking, praying, singing. Even if we are only a remnant, what a remnant! And…

5) If one more person today had asked me, “So, you’re from Texas? Do you go to Taylor Marshall’s parish?!” I was about tor reply, “Perhaps… or perhaps he goes to my parish.”

Now go click those links and help out some fellow trads.

St. Isaac Jogues, pray for us!

Prayers, Please

My teenage son and I are doing something a little crazy today… From our travels in Virginia, we decided – last minute – to drive almost 8 hours to the Albany, NY area to join the last leg of a pilgrimage.

Please add us to your prayers (along with the other pilgrims). I appreciate it.

Thanks!

Canon 212

I felt it was incumbent upon me tonight to post the full text of paragraph 212 of the 1983 Code of Canon Law. Click the link to see the whole thing.

“Can. 212 §1. Conscious of their own responsibility, the Christian faithful are bound to follow with Christian obedience those things which the sacred pastors, inasmuch as they represent Christ, declare as teachers of the faith or establish as rulers of the Church.

§2. The Christian faithful are free to make known to the pastors of the Church their needs, especially spiritual ones, and their desires.

§3. According to the knowledge, competence, and prestige which they possess, they have the right and even at times the duty to manifest to the sacred pastors their opinion on matters which pertain to the good of the Church and to make their opinion known to the rest of the Christian faithful, without prejudice to the integrity of faith and morals, with reverence toward their pastors, and attentive to common advantage and the dignity of persons.”

The more you know… Also. per section 3 above, I possess the knowledge and competence. I could care less about the prestige.

Sorry to be cryptic. Much appreciation to Frank Walker, who’s site Canon212 is a daily reminder of this duty of all Catholics to keep things honest.

Sacred Heart statue, Shrine of the Miraculous Medal, Harrisburg, PA

Most Sacred Heart of Jesus. Have mercy on us!

More from the Saint of the Impossible

Regular readers of this page will note that nine days or so have roughly passed since last I mentioned my ongoing novena in honor of St. Rita of Cascia, patron saint of impossible causes.

That must mean it’s time for another go-round!

Bring your impossible requests to her. It seems Our Lord is only too pleased to grant great favors when His beloved servant Rita asks. And please know for what it’s worth that I have taken the ever growing list of intentions people have emailed me to her in my novena.

Just this past week, a friend texted me a picture with the caption, “Look what I found while packing some boxes!”

Schlocky as the day is long, terrible dubbing, yet still one of my favorites.

No cause is ever lost.

St. Rita of Cascia, pray for us!

The Gentleman Who Runs Your Favorite Online Bible Needs Help

I saw this posted on two of my go-to daily websites earlier. It appears that the man who runs the website DRBO has cancer and is uninsured.

Here is the link to the story on Barnhardt.

Please click that link to read what she says and consider donating. At the very least offer your prayers for him.

Miraculous Medal large medallion and relic, Shrine of the Miraculous Medal, Harrisburg, PA

I use DRBO daily and have found it especially helpful now that my homeschooling has taken me into the wonderful world of high school Latin. I suspect many of you also use his site.

Our Lady, Help of the Sick, pray for us!

Brown People at Martha’s Vineyard!

Look, I’ll just say it since no one else has.

The US bishops who have had quite a bit to say about Governor DeSantis’ airlift of Venezuelans to Martha’s Vineyard really should have some firsthand experience before they speak out.

Perhaps if the brown people had been dropped off in Provincetown…

Statue of St. Catherine Labouré, Shrine of the Miraculous Medal, Harrisburg, PA

Our Lady, Star of the Sea, pray for us!