I have just returned from my parish Church, where I spent an hour in prayer of Thanksgiving. I also continued my prayers for the conversion of President-elect Trump and for the strengthening of faith of Vice President-elect Vance.
Meanwhile, leave it to the ever frosty Mark Docherty to sum up exactly what I’m feeling. Please take a look.
It is the eve of “the most important day in our nations history”.
Wherever you may be, I urge you to pray.
I am spending this time overnight kneeling before Our Lord. My parish is having Adoration.
I am in His presence now.
I gaze upon Him in love and trembling.
Lord Jesus, bless our land.
Lord Jesus, touch the hearts of sinners.
Lord Jesus, spare us in Thy mercy!
Lord Jesus, for the sake of the tears of Thy Holy Mother, hear us!
I don’t know what else to say.
Perhaps I will simply gaze upon Him more with love and trembling.
Who couldn’t use more of that?
I submit this picture from a friend who recently visited Eastern Europe.
Don’t forget the clocks. Why we ever adjust them in the first place is beyond me, let alone for more than half the year. Don’t get me started on
But don’t forget also to set your missal back. It would seem we’ve run out of Sundays until the end of the month so we go back and use up those Sundays after Epiphany that we left hanging there. last winter.
The collect of the Mass (Fourth Sunday after Epiphany Resumed):
“O God, Thou Who knowest that our human frailty cannot stand fast against the great dangers that beset us, grant us health of mind and body, that with Thy help we may overcome what we suffer on account of our sins. Per Dominum Nostrum…”
Reverse order from the headline…
November 2 is the the first Saturday of the month. Please avail yourself of the Blessed Mother’s request to make reparations for the outrages committed against her by partaking in this beautiful devotion.
November 2 is also All Souls Day. Go to Mass (or three), visit a cemetery, and pray for the dead. You will be among them one day. Remember that. There is a plenary indulgence granted to the souls in purgatory for those visit cemeteries and such. Look it up.
Finally, the current state of our “republic”. I have to laugh. Take a gander at this from my YouTube feed moments ago.
Cardi B?! Are you joking me? Don’t know who she is? Let me share some of her lyrics.
“Say little b**** you can’t f*** with me if you wanted to. These expensive, these is money, these is red bottomed shoes.”
That’s the tamest I can give you. The poor creature. Her IQ is below that of a boiled potato. She has for some time been prancing about “singing” little ditties about her nether regions and promoting general degeneracy. She is, to use one of her own favorite terms, a simple ho. But watch her eviscerate Donald Trump. I can’t wait.
Tuesday can’t come fast enough. We’ll either return to some semblance of normal oligarchy or see a repeat of the rent-a-riots from the George Floyd summer. In either case, see points #1 and 2 above.
O Mary, conceived without sin, pray for us who have recourse to Thee!
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