Tag Archives: traditional catholic

She’s Always Reminding Me

Just went to confession at a Monastery in northern New Jersey. When I exited the box, I knelt down to pray my penance. I looked up and saw…

With a rose, no less!

Recently I heard from a woman who has asked me to include her intentions in the novena. She lives in Australia. She got her answer! God be praised and thanks to St. Rita!

Another nine days begins on Monday.

Monastery of the Holy Face of Jesus, Benedictine, Clifton, NJ

Never Forget

Never forget to pray for the souls in Purgatory.

Here’s a great resource that was given to me recently by one of my nephews.

Prayers for the Holy Souls

This One Checks All the Boxes

I came across a parish bulletin today.

I’ll say at the outset that this bulletin is publicly available online for all the world to see. I am not divulging anything that is not known to anyone with eyes and Wi-Fi.

The parish is St. Joseph’s in Maplewood, NJ. Archdiocese of Newark. Cardinal Joseph “Nighty Night Baby” Tobin’s domain.

One has to assume he’s aware of this and doesn’t care.

Before I get to the eye-catching (and not just because of the garish colors) part, there were these interesting lines…

Immediately below the parish’s name, which itself was next to a modern image that was supposed to be Christ but resembled a cow, the most asinine subtitle appears.

“We are on the land of the Leni Lenape Native Americans”.

Um, no. You are in Essex County, dipshits. I grew up here and never once saw a Lenape. But you do you I guess.

Here then, the bomb.

Whatever, right? We know this goes on. Still doesn’t make it right. And a “dynamic Catholic guest speaker?!” Hold me back. I bet it’s James Martin. By the way, props for the image of Bergoglio and his line about judging. Makes it all seem legit I suppose.

So first tell me how on earth this isn’t proof that there are two Catholic “churches”. The one headed by the clown in white in the banner has been actively and vociferously trying to suppress the Catholic Mass my ancestors worshipped God in while promoting a “mass” celebrating pride in the ability to, as another blogger put it recently, masturbate in another man’s rectum.

But it goes beyond that. You see, I know this pastor. We were in seminary together. Although in my innocence I did not know his proclivities at the time (and thank God for that) it has since been confirmed to me exactly what kind of man he is. Another classmate who has since been ordained and subsequently laicized, told me all about their conversations. Disgusting doesn’t begin to describe what I heard.

But check out the full bulletin here. Judge for yourself. This all checks out to be in line with what the world has known as the One, Holy, Catholic, and Apostolic Church founded by Jesus Christ, right? All the sodomites are welcome! Yay! I wonder if he has a clue how many people he’s lead to the gates of hell. But good on him for also being the “Director of Faith Formation” too so there’s just the one soul to hold accountable. As for Tobin, what did we expect from a man who admitted to living with an Italian soap actor and calling him his “Baby” in text?

Blessed Mother, your triumph can’t come soon enough.

Another Recovering School Admin Comes Over to the Dark Side

Zero Hedge had an article today about a former principal who quit her job to homeschool her kids.

As a former vice principal who did the same thing I say,

“Bravo! You are making the best decision you will ever make for your children!”

Check out the article and email me if you’re on the fence about fulfilling your God-given duty to teach your own children. I’m happy to answer any question.

St. Aloysius, pray for us!

Trad Flags!

Happy Feast of the Sacred Heart of Jesus!

Ann Barnhardt already posted this link with a beautiful write up of it the other day but I would like to add my two cents as well.

Last year I posted about a flag of the Sacred Heart that I had ordered from a woman in Maine. I reached out to her recently. Unfortunately she is currently out of stock. However, the good folks at TradFlags appear to have plenty. Click the link and shop away!

I have stopped flying “Old Glory” altogether. This is for two reasons. Although I love my country, it is no longer what it once was. Heck, even the White House denigrated it last week by using it to flank the sodo-flag. Also, I want the Sacred Heart of Our Lord to fly high above all else. Side note: last year I proudly told one of my sisters about my flag. She replied, “So what, we can just put any design we want on a piece of cloth and run it up a pole and it’s a flag now?” “Yes,” I replied. “That kind of is the definition of a flag.”

So, buy those flags and fly them with pride. Show your neighbors and friends Who truly rules over your life and land.

Sacred Heart of Jesus, have mercy on us!

St. Rita Showa Herself in the Strangest Place

This afternoon, while visiting a shop in Rockefeller Center in the middle of Manhattan I came across the following in a corner.

She is amazing, friends. Another novena starts today…

St. Rita, patron of the impossible, pray for us!

She Ought to Know

Frank Walker linked to a CM article earlier in which Niles demands that the producers of Mass of the Ages essentially edit out Fr. Jackson’s footage from the documentary.

She includes the following tweet (captured in a screen grab from my phone so you don’t have to give them any traffic):

To Miss Audrey I would ask the following:

How does Christine feel working with a sodomite every day?

Fr. Jackson is guilty and should be hanged. There really is no doubt about that. But what she suggests is guilt by association. The documentarians, if I understand her correctly, are no better than him unless they gut their film of all references to him?

Is what he (Jackson) said in the film true? Should truth be expunged? How about the legitimate good work Gary did once upon a time? Should every Vortex be censored because he was a rump ranger and his sins cried out to heaven for vengeance? Or does this simply have to do with a loathing of tradition and a possible desire to deflect from other things?

Asking for a friend.