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The Definitive Post on Lenten Fasting

My brother-in-law and I talk often. He is a solid man who is raising his family right. I appreciate conversing with him about our traditional Catholic faith. Just a day ago, he mentioned the video I am including below as one I would find interesting.

X Station – Jesus is Made to Bear His Cross, Our Lady of Good Counsel Catholic Church, Newark, NJ

Before I get to that video I would like to make a few notes. Until now, I have been reluctant to mention specifics of my own Lenten fast. Call it a stab at humility if you will. I am trying to avoid the snares set forth by the devil. I will however, in light of this video and if it helps anyone, mention a few of them. Since Ash Wednesday, I along with several of my nephews and other family members far and wide have been waiting until 3:00 PM to eat. When we eat, it is bread. And that is all. Other than two instances where I planned to eat a little more (such as this Laetare Sunday and a gala I must attend in Virginia), we have, by the grace of God, kept to that.

I mean this from the bottom of my heart – Praised be Jesus Christ! This is the most wonderful Lent I have ever lived. And I only share this because I know the Lord has given me the grace (as He promises to do). This should be impossible. I should be collapsed on the ground. I am a very active man. I am on the go all the time. I increased my workouts. I’m lifting heavier and doing more. And all I’m eating is bread once a day. Truly, God be praised! Seriously, men, if you lift weights or do anything active then you know what I mean. Also I’m 45 years old. I should be on the ground by that fact alone! But I want to ask each of you – especially the men reading this – to give it a shot. If it helps, my wife and mother-in-law are doing this too so no shame there, dudes. And I almost don’t want to go back to how I lived before vis. my eating habits.

On a sidenote, I have been Catholic my entire life. Mr. Plese as a convert truly typifies the best of the Catholic Church, in my opinion. I will offer a prayer for him and I enjoin you to as well.

Let us go forward toward Easter in penance and prayer. I feel so much more invigorated. Our Lord asks this of us.

At the end of the video, Plese asks, “If you are not willing to do this, who is?” I ask the same. Let us do this together and keep each other in prayer.

Lord Jesus crucified, have mercy on us!

The Priest’s Priest on Fasting

My mother-in-law found this crumpled piece of paper among her things this morning and sent me a picture. I am most appreciative of things like this. God saw fit to show me the wisdom of one of His saints today.

Simply beautiful!

St. John Vianney, pray for us!

Meaningless Dispensations

Happy St. Patrick’s Day!

Here’s a friendly reminder from this Irishman. The same bishops offering you an easy way out of the Lenten penitence also told you that you didn’t have to attend Sunday Mass because of a chest cold.

Folks, it’s 2023. The world is burning around you and the barque of Peter is talking on more water than she can handle. I think we can skip the “corned beef” (which isn’t even Irish).

But you do you…

St. Patrick, pray for us!

The Fruits of “Francis”

Yes I realize that the title sounds a bit odd. By fruits I am certainly not referring to the myriad sodomite priests, dykenuns, and assorted hangers-on that openly prance about the proverbial halls of the Church writ-large over the past decade. No, these fruits are legitimate and, if I may, quite beautiful – lush, fragrant, and ripe.

Like many of you, my inbox has been filled up lately with articles sent to me by other trads marking the tenth anniversary of the throne squatting of Jorge Bergoglio. One in particular was sent to me by my dear mother-in-law. Ten Terrible Years of Pope Francis, reads the headline by Damien Thompson.

All of this coverage has one common theme. Over the past decade the world’s slide down the slope of pure, unadulterated evil has rapidly accelerated. Last week’s latest stunt by the wicked German episcopate to recognize a “blessing” for faggots was either the culmination or a jumping off point depending on one’s viewpoint. These kinds of fruits – mutant, odiferous, and rotted to the slimy core – are, of course, rightly lain at the feet of the antipope. Hey, he destroyed that beautiful medieval crucifix in his Coof PR stunt a few years ago. I suppose something has to lay at his feet now.

But here is the biggest fruit in my estimation – and this one is a true fruit. I believe it will grow strong and tall and produce much fruit of its own.

Over the past ten years, I (and I suspect not a few of you readers) woke up and discovered that we had been misplanted. We had to. We saw that the Vatican II tree under which our seeds had fallen was a grotesque, Frankenstein-esque hodge-podge of cut branches, dead leaves, and a decayed, hollowed-out trunk. Did I mention it was covered in a withered vine made of felt?

You see, it started for me, the day he likened my mom to a rabbit. “Something’s not right,” I said to myself. The Vicar of Christ would never intentionally be so flippant, so crude about the sacred gift of life and the uber-dignity of motherhood. But then the crackpot kept going! He told the ill-formed youth of Brazil to make a mess without telling them what that should look like. He sidelined good bishops and cardinals and promoted sodo-heretic priests. And that was all in the first few years. By the time he got around to openly advocating Freemasonic bullshit like “universal brotherhood” and climate worship I knew the garden was desiccated. Then came the blasphemous “orders” to take the poison for the “good of others”. There must be a true tree and a true garden.

Thanks to his decade of abuse and the grace of Almighty God, I am now firmly planted in the older garden – the one that was lovingly tilled by the shepherds and watered by the martyrs’ blood for 1900 years before the attempted uprooting.

So thank you “Francis”. Ten years of you made me a trad!

For your efforts, may God see fit for you to (as Barnhardt says) repent, revert to Catholicism, and die in the state of grace in the fullness of time.

St. Joseph, Defender of the Church, pray for us!

Took my kids to a drive-thru safari recently. This clip from the journey seemed appropriate to the topic.

Russian Jet vs. US Drone: I Suspect This Could Be Big

Something I’ve just come across in my feed is a curiously underreported story. From Sky:

“Russian jet dumped fuel in front of US drone before crash which could lead to ‘unintended escalation’.”

It’s almost as if one side is taunting the other… Perhaps this was an accident. Perhaps one side needs reasons to accelerate an all out brawl (AKA: World War Sodomy). And perhaps it’s nothing and will be disregarded as people start to grasp what’s going on in the world of banking. Who knows?

We shall see.

Our Lady, Queen of Peace, pray for us!

Deny Thyself… It’s Lent

I’m trying my best to cast a more “spiritual” and prayerful glow on these pages during the 40 days. This one is short and if it seems like a repetition of several previous posts; that’s because it is.

The Collect for Tuesday of the Third Week of Lent:

Hear us, almighty and merciful God, and in Thy kindness grant us the graces of self-denial that lead to salvation.
Through Jesus Christ…

First of all, can you believe it’s already the third week?! Second, there it is again. The Church prayers in Holy Mass during these days that Almighty God, in His kindness, grant us the graces of self-denial. This self-denial leads to salvation. Get on board the fasting train if you haven’t already done so. Brothers and sisters, it is our Catholic duty.

St. Joseph Novena – Feast Day

In the midst of my Lenten festivities (?!, read: fasting), I completely forgot to post a note about the upcoming Feast of St. Joseph. Since the feast this year is transferred to the 20th, I figured that buys me an extra day. Here’s a wonderful prayer with more to follow.

St. Joseph, Terror of Demons, pray for us!

“Oh, St. Joseph, whose protection is so great, so strong, so prompt before the throne of God. I place in you all my interests and desires. Oh, St. Joseph, do assist me by your powerful intercession, and obtain for me from your divine Son all spiritual blessings, through Jesus Christ, our Lord. So that, having engaged here below your heavenly power, I may offer my thanksgiving and homage to the most loving of Fathers.
Oh, St. Joseph, I never weary of contemplating you, and Jesus asleep in your arms; I dare not approach while He reposes near your heart. Press Him in my name and kiss His fine head for me and ask him to return the Kiss when I draw my dying breath. St. Joseph, Patron of departing souls – Pray for me.”