I Promise I’m Not Trying to be an Alarmist, but…

Friends, regardless of what may or may not be happening in the world today, I cannot recommend frequent confession strongly enough. To that I would add, it is never a bad idea to make daily Mass part of your routine. Are you in the habit of praying daily? It’s never too late to start.

The people “in charge” seem hellbent on dragging us all into a nuclear war. I pray that isn’t really going to happen. But it reminds me to be prepared for anything and then not to spend all my time worrying. If you haven’t seen it, check it out this video of what a nuclear war would actually look like. Surprisingly, it would be over before any of us really has a chance to duck and cover.

Immaculate Mother of God, pray for us!

Staying Confessed (and Stocked Up)?

Strange and stranger things happening…

More…

Gettin’ there folks.

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Impossible Never Sleeps

I love bringing your intentions to my dear St. Rita. Email any prayer requests to harvey@harveymillican.com

St. Rita, pray for us!

Who’s In?

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You Wanted to See Me?

I just wrapped a work trip. As in, I just literally touched down at 11PM on a Friday night. Walked off the plane and grabbed my bag. All good. Deo Gratias!

But it’s what happened on the trip that I wanted to talk about.

The four astute readers of this blog will note that I have a little deal going with the Blessed Mother. Whenever I travel, I ask her to point me in the direction of a TLM. You know, they’re not the easiest things to find these days.

So imagine my surprise when I landed in Cincinnati yesterday, hopped in the rental car, and plugged in the directions to my hotel. It was a surprise because I could tell it wasn’t taking me along the standard highways, but via a back route through neighborhoods up and over some kind of a mountainous overlook on the Kentucky side of the Ohio River.

Obviously there was some kind of traffic getting into downtown.

And just as obviously. This was Blessed Mother’s way of leading me to her Son.

Over hill and dale I drove until I slowly rounded a corner on a bluff in a quiet hamlet and came upon what was quite obviously a Latin Mass parish.

You can always just tell…

I pulled into the parking lot and jumped out of the car. I just knew I was supposed to be here. I encountered a woman coming out of the church and I said, “Excuse me, but is this a Latin Mass parish?”

With shock as though she both expected and didn’t expect the question, she replied, “ Of course it is!”

I walked in to find Our Lord exposed in the Monstrance, waiting for me.

God is good. His Mother is also good. Call upon her. She will never let you down.

Our Lady of Lourdes Catholic Church, Park Hills, KY

Wouldn’t That Be One and Two-Thirds?

Call me dumb.