Some guy pre-recorded a message, then called my parish office phone, and then played his pre-recorded message for the parish phone system to record. He then hung up. Another call came in to the parish office phone recorder with another carefully prepared and edited pre-recorded message the next day.
The first message is one guy [a mole?] apparently recounting a conversation to which he was privy. He retains the usage of the various languages of the participants. I’m not the best polyglot in the world, and I could well be mistaken with my hearing perhaps not being the most accurate, but I’m guessing that the languages involved here are Bosnian, Portuguese, Romanian, Bulgarian and very American English. If you have a better ear than me, drop a note in the comments. Help me out.
The second message the next day seems to be a reprimand for acting too slowly. All of this, on both days, up to the two last words at the very end of the second message, are all the narration of the same guy. But those two last words at the end of the second message are prerecorded and edited into the narrator’s pre-recording, someone with a thoroughly American accent, as if it were like a voice sample baiting someone to do a search on the sample for voice-print verification among assets. Anyone go missing?
FIRST MESSAGE MONDAY [a while back]
[Bosnian] La porta Francisco. [Francis brings it (on himself).]
[Portuguese] Che hai? [What do you have?]
[Bosnian] Lo Pontifex delle chiese. [The Pontiff of the Church.]
[Romanian] Uitole. [Forget it.]
[Bosnian] Va lelu lazech… [Please….]
[Portuguese] Da ferro. [From iron.]
[Portuguese] Agirem- fra poco. [We will act quickly]
[Bosnian] Esplorioso. [Explosive.]
[Bosnian] Ne guio! Ne guio! [Not good! Not good!]
[Bosnian] Vigile! Vigile! [Be careful! Be careful!]
[Bosnian] Caesar iz annale. [Caesar is (already) in the annals (of history).]
[Bosnian] Nach lella! [Get it done!]
[Bulgarian] Igrish. [It’s your turn to play.]
SECOND MESSAGE TUESDAY
[Portuguese] Enifiai. [Get going!]
[Portuguese] Lo statistica dolosor. [It’s a painful record.]
[The same American-English voice, but saying “Portugal” in the Bosnian language] Portuchugal.
This seems to refer to a pipe bomb. “Caesar” seems to be a personal name of the Portuguese guy, who is nominated by the Bosnian guy to get it done. That the American-English voice says [forced to say] “Portugal” in the Bosnian language is rather…
What creeps me out about this…
… is the amount of time it must have taken to put these recordings together, especially the second message with the edits of the American voice.
… that there was a second message the next day, with some kind of verification system.
What I mean to say is that:
… if it’s for real that something was in the works, why involve me, say, as a messenger? Creepy.
… if it’s fake, well, that’s pretty elaborate and time consuming. That’s just as creepy. And, if fake, and therefore a kind of baiting of yours truly, to what end? Cui bono? Creepy.
And if it is a hoax, that’s a waste of time for law enforcement and can be a felony. Just sayin’.
I’m duty bound to protect Pope Francis if I can. I have acted on this.
Hey Pope Francis! My “Shadow” is smarter than you. Here’s an email he just sent to me:
“I had seen another short Pope Video on Bitchute. So I did a search on Bit Chute about ” pope homosexual ” and about six videos came up by different content providers mostly about two years ago claiming the pope endorsed a less sinful viewpoint on the sin of homosexuality. Then I went to YouTube and in the search bar typed in “Pope homosexual policy”. and got dozens and dozens of videos by various content providers over the past years. Many showed the pope going out of his way to promote acceptance of homosexual marriage and behaviors. I was thinking maybe the best thing for you might be to take an early retirement […]. By going to Bit Chute and typing in just “Pope Francis” in the video search bar hundreds of videos come up from many content providers on many different topics. He doesn’t seem to be the right one.”
Hey Pope Francis! My “Shadow” is correct. Your saying that same-sex sex is merely a sin, and is not criminal, is bullshit. Here’s some truth for you, Pope Francis:
The image of God that God has established in His magnificent creation is, as we read in Genesis, male-female-marriage-family. Thus, same-sex sex is a direct attack on the image of God. Same-sex sex is shaking one’s fist at God. Same-sex sex destroys the individuals, and destroys entire societies. If you destroy the family, you destroy society. We see this throughout human history. But, you, admitted communist that you are, well, that’s your avowed purpose, is it not? To destroy society?
Going against the commandments is a sin. That’s true, Pope Francis. You got that right. But going against the commandments is also a crime. The commandments come from the one and only God, the Creator of Nature, with morality for us being inscribed in our natural beings, Natural Law, as we call it. Secular law proscribing same-sex sex is based on Natural Law. Same-sex sex is validly described as being a crime in secular law because secular law should be based on Natural Law, which is the same law that you will find in Sacred Revelation.
We are fallen, and secular law only sometimes reflects the truth in Natural Law and the Commandments. To be worried about whether same-sex sex is a crime in secular law as if that is the greatest indicator of gravely immoral behavior is to miss the point that crime in secular law is in fact criminal is because it is first of all a crime in Natural Law and the Commandments. If same-sex sex is not a crime in secular law, well, that lack of whatever secular law is a crime in and of itself. Secular law can be wrong, for instance, in the decriminalization of same-sex sex. It’s more important to notice that same-sex sex is a crime in Natural Law and in Sacred Revelation. Secular law should be a reflection of the truth of how things are before our Creator.
Pope Francis, you then rush to “clarify” your remarks, as if we didn’t see that coming. But your ambiguity proves the point of what you want, does it not? Just a question for you to answer at your judgment before Almighty God… Obviously, yes, it is true, there are mitigating circumstances for same-sex sex, like an individual getting drugged unconscious and getting gay-raped. Law enforcement, happening upon the horrible scene as the victim wakes up from such a nightmare, rushes to throw the victim in prison, but then finds out that he is, in fact, a victim. And they free him, offering medical attention. Yep. Got it. Secular law can also see that.
But we’re not talking about runaway kids to New York City who are gay-raped to death within a couple of weeks, drugged out of their minds by those who sell them as fresh meat. No, we’re talking about “nice” circumstances wherein culpability comes to the fore, like same-sex mock “marriages” witnessed by Catholic priests with your blessing. What you mean by mitigating circumstances is a lust for the sin of “accompanying” the sinners and their sin, you know, because of “tenderness” and “sensitivity.” Those are not mitigating circumstances. Free will, with grace, is possible. Otherwise, it’s all a joke, and the joke is on all of us, and we’re all of us going to hell, with you leading the way.
Saint Paul speaks of the Natural Law written on all our hearts in Romans 2:15:
“The law is written on their hearts [even the pagans], their consciences also bearing witness, and their thoughts either accusing or defending them.”
But let’s see what Saint Paul says when people go out of their way to suppress the Natural Law which is right in their faces and is always an act of free will:
Romans 1:18-23 — “The wrath of God is indeed being revealed from heaven against every impiety and wickedness of those who suppress the truth by their wickedness. For what can be known about God is evident to them, because God made it evident to them. Ever since the creation of the world, his invisible attributes of eternal power and divinity have been able to be understood and perceived in what he has made. As a result, they have no excuse; for although they knew God they did not accord him glory as God or give him thanks. Instead, they became vain in their reasoning, and their senseless minds were darkened. While claiming to be wise, they became fools and exchanged the glory of the immortal God for the likeness of an image of mortal man or of birds or of four-legged animals or of snakes.”
“They have no excuse…” Interesting. Are there more consequences? Indeed. Let’s continue:
Romans 1:24-32 — “Therefore, God handed them over to impurity through the lusts of their hearts for the mutual degradation of their bodies. They exchanged the truth of God for a lie and revered and worshiped the creature rather than the creator, who is blessed forever. Amen. Therefore, God handed them over to degrading passions. Their females exchanged natural relations for unnatural, and the males likewise gave up natural relations with females and burned with lust for one another. Males did shameful things with males and thus received in their own persons the due penalty for their perversity. And since they did not see fit to acknowledge God, God handed them over to their undiscerning mind to do what is improper. They are filled with every form of wickedness, evil, greed, and malice; full of envy, murder, rivalry, treachery, and spite. They are gossips and scandalmongers and they hate God. They are insolent, haughty, boastful, ingenious in their wickedness, and rebellious toward their parents. They are senseless, faithless, heartless, ruthless. Although they know the just decree of God that all who practice such things deserve death, they not only do them but give approval to those who practice them.”
Your crime, Pope Francis, is that you have continuously approved those who do such things, thus continuously scandalizing the members of the Church and the rest of the world. Pope Francis, you are a fraud. Pope Francis, you stand condemned. Oh yes, Pope Francis, go look up Galatians 2:11, where Paul reprimands Peter:
“I opposed him to his face, because he stood to be condemned.”
What that means, Pope Francis, is that God damned Peter. Paul was Saint Paul for giving the reprimand. Peter became Saint Peter because he took the reprimand and converted. And Peter was Pope at the time. But now, it’s a crime to reprimand a Pope? Pfft.
Pope Francis, you thrust upon mankind the persecution spoken of by Daniel in the Old Testament and cited by Jesus in the New Testament, and laid out for us by John in the Apocalypse, a persecution the ferocity of which has never been since before the foundation of the world and will never be that way again, a persecution of scandal by which you lead souls straight to hell. It is not genocides such as wrought by the Roman Empire of old, or by Stalin, Mau, Pol Pot or Hitler that are the worst persecution. I imagine that most all those victims will find themselves in heaven. The worst persecution is leading people to hell for eternity. And what you have done in these years is, without precedent, the worst persecution. There is no precedent in all of human history. You are without comparison the worst persecutor of the faithful the world has ever known. You lead people to hell, Pope Francis.
And this will, of course, be followed by a bloody persecution, for people have a right before the throne of God to have the truth of the Son of the Living God witnessed to them, how God so loved the world as to send His only begotten Son, Christ Jesus, with all His goodness and truth. In our fallen human nature, in all our cynicism, that goodness and truth is going to be tested right to death. Jesus knew we would in all our guilt of original sin and our own sin, we deserving death, He knew we would test Him in this way. But this is why He came, to take on the punishment of our sin upon Himself, that death, He, thus, fully standing in our place, Innocent for the guilty, so that He might have the right in His own justice to have mercy on us, now commanding the Father from the cross to forgive us, so that we might then be brought out of the hell of this world unto everlasting life in heaven. People have a right to that truth, and if it is not witnessed to them freely – and neither you nor just about anyone has offered that witness – well, then, people have a right to take that witness, so to speak. They will make martyrs by blood not out of the wishy washy like you, Pope Francis, but by way of those who are believers. And they will receive that witness. And they will be saved from your ambiguity and error, Pope Francis, and they will then be on their way to heaven, forgiven by those whom they martyred and forgiven by God. And that’s what you’ve not counted on, Pope Francis, the fidelity of the Little Flock of Jesus.
We will believe no matter what, regardless of whatever the hell it is you throw at us. We have something, Someone stronger than you. We have the Living Truth of the Son of the Living God, who places His love in our hearts and minds and souls, and that love and truth is stronger than your persecution of scandal and, then, blood. God’s love and truth is strong enough to get us through the hell of this world and on our way to heaven. I want to go to heaven.
Case in point: My “Shadow” gets it right. I hope to speak with him in these next days. I am overjoyed. Jesus’ Church continues. Who cares what you say, Pope Francis. You’ve not spoken infallibly. And what you say is trash, and a sin, and a crime.
I hope you, Pope Francis, are converted to God by God’s grace and also get on your way to heaven. Witness to the truth of the Son of the Living God, Pope Francis.
Pope Francis, look into Mary’s eyes and tell her you repent, that you will, from now on, speak the Truth of the Son of the Living God. All sin is a crime. Do you see the wounds? With a firm purpose of amendment and perfect contrition, go ahead, say it, to her, Pope Francis: “I am sorry. I repent.” And then say it to Jesus: “I am sorry. I repent.”
As it is, I’ll likely be laicized for saying such things with all sincerity. But if I go to my judgment for even trying to save the soul of Pope Francis, I’m most happy to wear that badge of honor. For you, Mary.
And that will be the retirement my “Shadow” is hoping I take.
But on that point, I don’t run away. If I’m to be removed, they will have to do it.
As for the rest of us, let’s GO TO CONFESSION! And that goes for my “Shadow” as well. And with that, let’s GO TO HEAVEN!
The other day, Jules Gomes of ChurchMilitant.com (January 13, 2023) recounted some not-first-hand off-script comments by Pope Francis to seminarians from Barcelona at an audience in Rome, included among them his apparent rant against…
≈ f***ing careerists who f*** up the lives of others […] those who climb to show their a** ≈
Well, I would agree with that – and with that language – if the definition of a careerist is Judas Iscariot. Yep. A little rough in the language, but it certainly gets the point across, you know, if it’s put in the context of what it means NOT to be a careerist, one who will bear witness to Jesus in season out of season, over against heretical priests, bishops and even popes, and be happy, in the spirit of the beatitudes, to suffer for it, even with, wait for it… with the end of one’s “career”.
But, let’s move on with apparent Francis “quotes” of sorts:
≈ priests should never deny absolution to penitents in the confessional under any circumstances ≈ // ≈ We can never deny absolution, because we become a vehicle for an evil, unjust, and moralistic judgment ≈ // ≈ Priests who deny penitents absolution are delinquents […] criminals ≈
So, let’s imagine a case where yours truly would tell an impenitent “penitent” that any absolution will not so much be denied as it is to be delayed until such time as there is contrition for sin and a firm purpose of amendment to amend one’s life to the end that the grace of absolution might be fruitful in the person’s soul, forgiving the sin and pointing the soul to heaven. Effectively, there’s a denial at the moment, but how you phrase things is important. We want people to be worthy members of the Body of Christ, worthy tabernacles of the Holy Spirit. So, for example… let’s see… I know! …
How about the case of a serial murderer who’s been terrorizing one’s little town with multiple murders of Catholics every day, and he shows up in the Confessional and says that he doesn’t want any absolution for his “ethnic cleansing” of Catholics because he says he is God’s hitman and he will continue to kill Catholics because, he says, all Catholics, young and old, just because they are Catholic, are the eternal enemies of God and need to be eliminated as soon as possible. BUT, he’s also been impatient, he says, with his own lack of efficiency and therefore he’s also used the “f***” word and “a**” word a number of times, and he does want absolution for that. He’s contrite, he says, with a firm purpose of amendment, he says.
Well, I would tell the guy that he needs to have a humble and contrite heart and have a firm purpose of amendment also for his murdering of Catholics and to return to receive the absolution fruitfully as soon as he can. And, of course, I would be shot on the spot right through the confessional screen (yes, we have only those logistics in the confessional) and be a martyr for Jesus Christ, Divine Son of the Immaculate Conception, who will Himself come to judge the living and the dead and world by fire.
Look, I wasn’t there at that meeting of Pope Francis with seminarians from Barcelona. I didn’t hear what Pope Francis said first hand. Did he mumble? Miss some words, like “not”? I don’t know. But what I will continue to strive to do in my own priesthood is to follow Jesus, believe in His Holy Name, continue to go Confession myself, and teach others to do the same, you know, in such manner that sanctifying grace provided by the Lamb of God will bear fruit in souls unto eternal life.
Is this just an example of the telephone game?
After Holy Mass people will come up to me and tell me what a great sermon I gave, and then proceed to recount points I never made. What they heard, clearly, was their guardian angels whispering in their ears. I wish I had said those good things. Really brilliant. But I didn’t say it.
I don’t lose my peace over this. As for me, I’ve already seen the wounds of Jesus, knowing that I put those wounds there, my autobiography, as someone put it. The Son of the Living God wants me in heaven. I have received absolution a zillion times. I want to give others absolution in Sacramental Confession. But I want to take them as deadly seriously as did Jesus – see the wounds! – and therefore insist that they also take Jesus deadly seriously, seeing those wounds of His.
Pope Francis knows the truth of it. He can deal with it one way or the other.
The Holy Sacrifice of the Mass offered in accordance with the 1962 Missale Romanum has not been available for some time in my parish. And, to my knowledge, references to any TLM in this parish have been removed from any internet sites providing logistics regarding the same. I deeply regret any inconvenience this may cause to any of Christ’s faithful. Nos cum prole pia, benedicat Virgo Maria.
Although I am nothing and nobody, a simple parish priest in an extremely remote parish which is most probably the smallest parish in North America if not the world, and this in a Church of – what? – 1.3 billion souls, there seems to be a rather anomalous and most intense and particular interest coming from the Cardinal Archbishop Prefect of the Dicastery of Divine Worship and the Discipline of the Sacraments in the Roman Curia, not to mention also coming from the Archbishop who is Apostolic Nuncio to these United States of America in Washington, D.C. Whatever. See the paragraph above.
And, yes, those are flowers for Mary Immaculate that you’ll see in the extreme lower-left of the picture up top. For you, Mary. That picture, from another life, long ago – which very-longtime readers will recognize – is not also a prophesy, at least that’s not what’s intended! I love my parish. I love being a priest.
We’re once again putting everyone through criminal background checks in the parish as required by the diocese via VIRTUS® and its partner STERLING. That’s the usual criminal background check for any and every (Arch)Diocese. The above are the full results of my regularly scheduled check. I was at the top of the list, you know, as an example for others in the parish. Quite thorough, as expected, but also curious.
OFAC? That’s an office within the U.S. Department of the Treasury. Here’s their own description from their own website:
What is OFAC and what does it do? The Office of Foreign Assets Control administers and enforces economic sanctions programs primarily against countries and groups of individuals, such as terrorists and narcotics traffickers. The sanctions can be either comprehensive or selective, using the blocking of assets and trade restrictions to accomplish foreign policy and national security goals.
Sounds like OFAC is a distancing effort of the ol’ desk for démarche at CCS at “Main” State (US Dept of State) at Foggy Bottom which at least used to be able to apply pressure to foreign countries up to the point of but not including an actual declaration of a hot war about which Congress would otherwise want a say for appearances sake. I have a relationship with CCS by way of DS in North Rosslyn, which forced upon me an unwanted doppelgänger fiasco way back in the mid-late-1970s. DS, of course, outranks DSS and OFAC (and, practically, momentarily, in crunch-time, the DoS and the Pentagon), and can force not only SSNs, alternative identities, passports, etc., but also DNA labeling. I do have a transgression for OFAC, perhaps, as I didn’t register as a foreign agent with the U.S. Consulate on Via Veneto in Rome when I was officially employed for the communications department of a foreign state. Sounds nefarious, but it was simply staffing, creating, producing and airing whatever program for Vatican Radio while salaried by Vatican City State with a direct deposit into a private account at the ultra-unregulated IOR, Vatican Bank. Tsk tsk. No one has held that against me either then or now. Must be something to do with the First Amendment. However, apparently, Vatican Bank had been investigating me for the financing of terrorism and international money laundering for a good many years. Lemme see… could it be because they’ve been doing up money laundering and the financing of international terrorism themselves? OFAC surely laughs. Although the OFAC search came out clean, I must have been purposely put under their radar, as for years and years, rather more seriously, Italy’s Department of Defense also wanted me working for their intel, as did their DIGOS/DIA. That ain’t gonna happen. Boring. My purpose in life is to get souls to heaven.
Social Security number: A good many years ago I found out how powerful a Social Security number is in the hands of any random person. While preparing to go to Israel and Jordan I asked my pharmaceuticals provider to give me some extra months of meds as it would take forever to get a doctor in the back deserts of the Middle East. The nice lady on the phone, having already had my Social Security number on file and up on the screen, pressed “ENTER” on her computer so as to search my SSN and in one second said: “Oh yes, I see you’re booked to land in Tel Aviv on […date…]. Let me get my supervisor’s approval.” That’s like… real-time tracking… Interesting… The SSA, on named servers, has followed the blog with some intensity. Yawn.
FBI’s CJIS: Some of the searches listed above likely include results clogging up a database of available research done at the FBI’s Criminal Justice Information Services in WV, which started following this blog on named servers when I asked rather incisive questions about some bomb threats, and also when I did up a brief analysis on the reach of Peter Strzok’s job shifting at the close of that rather tumultuous period of his life.
But there’s more to that criminal background research than meets the eye in my case. Absolutely included in this generalized criminal research are the results of a rather more incisive period of research on my life by the FBI. Relatively quite recently I was subjected to two months of intensive criminal research by – get this – fully five FBI national research centers scattered about the country – two months – all of these research centers concentrating on different categories of potential crime. I willingly brought this closest of all scrutiny upon myself by ratting out some criminals. I brought a case of… wait for it… probable embezzlement and money laundering which… because of the amounts involved… likely necessitated the financing of international terrorism to get get the job done. And… um… seems I was correct… as the case went forward, right to the top. We’re to pray for enemies, right?
Christmas season turns into Epiphany festivities, continuing until Candlemas day, February 2. I’ve been looking at some items received during Christmastide. Oh! The Snowman! Here’s the story:
While locking up the chalice in the sacristy after Holy Mass I heard raucous laughter out in the church as well as my own name. Knowing that curiosity killed the cat, I went instead to the back sacristy to take off the Mass vestments, with prayers of thanksgiving. Alas, the laughter followed and I was presented with what is pictured above, but I didn’t read it, instead offering thanks and Christmas blessings, and putting all this in the cargo pocket of my 5.11 shirt. So, I was simply told forthwith that what was said on the note is true, but not really, but, yes, really. I needed a bit of humility, and, hahaha. Fair enough, thought I.
And then that was followed by another visit to that back sacristy and I was asked if I had seen the note. I said no. And I was told that what was said on the note is true, really, but not really, but, yes, really. I needed a bit of humility, and, hahaha. Yikes! thought I. Being shy, or lacking in all humility, I escaped, jumping in Sassy the Subaru and, only when safely a couple of miles down the road, a glance at the note was taken, and, of course, there was laughing out loud. I have the best parish in the world.
In other words, Jesus suffered terribly for this wretched sinner to keep me as His priest. If any way I’ve ever gotten myself out of the way to clear a way for His Priesthood, that’s all His grace. Non sum dignus. This has all taken really of lot of intervention with Jesus by Mary Immaculate. Flowers for you, Mary. Non sum dignus.
“My spiritual testament – [29 August, 2006] – If in this late hour of my life I look back at the decades I have been through, first I see how many reasons I have to give thanks. First and foremost I thank God himself, the giver of every good gift, who gave me life and guided me through various confusing times; always picking me up whenever I began to slip and always giving me again the light of his face. In retrospect I see and understand that even the dark and tiring stretches of this journey were for my salvation and that it was in them that He guided me well.
“I thank my parents, who gave me life in a difficult time and who, at the cost of great sacrifice, with their love prepared for me a magnificent abode that, like clear light, illuminates all my days to this day. My father’s lucid faith taught us children to believe, and as a signpost it has always been steadfast in the midst of all my scientific acquisitions; the profound devotion and great goodness of my mother represent a legacy for which I can never give thanks enough. My sister has assisted me for decades selflessly and with affectionate care; my brother, with the lucidity of his judgments, his vigorous resolve and serenity of heart, has always paved the way for me; without this constant preceding and accompanying me I could not have found the right path.
“From my heart I thank God for the many friends, men and women, whom He has always placed at my side; for the collaborators in all the stages of my journey; for the teachers and students He has given me. I gratefully entrust them all to His goodness. And I want to thank the Lord for my beautiful homeland in the foothills of the Bavarian Alps, in which I have always seen the splendor of the Creator Himself shining through. I thank the people of my homeland because in them I have been able again and again to experience the beauty of faith. I pray that our land remains a land of faith, and I beg you, dear countrymen: Do not let yourselves be turned away from the faith. And finally I thank God for all the beauty I have been able to experience at all the phases of my journey, especially, however, in Rome and in Italy, which has become my second homeland.
“To all those whom I have wronged in any way, I heartily ask for forgiveness.
“What I said before to my countrymen, I now say to all those in the Church who have been entrusted to my service: Stand firm in the faith! Do not let yourselves be confused! It often seems that science — the natural sciences on the one hand and historical research (especially exegesis of Sacred Scripture) on the other — are able to offer irrefutable results at odds with the Catholic faith. I have experienced the transformations of the natural sciences since long ago and have been able to see how, on the contrary, apparent certainties against the faith have vanished, proving to be not science, but philosophical interpretations only apparently pertaining to science; just as, on the other hand, it is in dialogue with the natural sciences that faith, too, has learned to understand better the limit of the scope of its claims, and thus its specificity. It is now sixty years that I have been accompanying the journey of Theology, particularly of the Biblical Sciences, and with the succession of different generations I have seen theses that seemed unshakable collapse, proving to be mere hypotheses: the liberal generation (Harnack, Jülicher etc.), the existentialist generation (Bultmann etc.), the Marxist generation. I saw and see how out of the tangle of assumptions the reasonableness of faith emerged and emerges again. Jesus Christ is truly the way, the truth and the life – and the Church, with all its insufficiencies, is truly His body.
“Finally, I humbly ask: Pray for me, so that the Lord, despite all my sins and insufficiencies, welcomes me into the eternal dwellings. To all those entrusted to me, day by day, my heartfelt prayer goes out.”
My perspective and therefore my reception of this is slightly different from that of others. It seems it is the practice to obtain a Last Testament from any newly reigning Supreme Pontiff. There are those who insult these words, call them into doubt, but they seem to me to be exactly what Ratzinger, newly Benedict, would say as someone for whom death did not seem to be imminent. It was going on 17 years before he would, in fact, die. Is there a later, last Last Testament? I don’t know. This one speaks to me quite personally.
It is clear that not just the weight of the Pontificate had descended upon him, but he was seeing with the eye of the supreme pastor the consequences of any and all of his erroneous academic opinions of a lifetime were having upon the Lord’s little flock. As supreme pontiff, he was now supremely responsible for his opinions in a very personal way before the Absolute Truth, Christ Jesus. And he gently wants to make his example of conversion that which others can follow right to Jesus.
This is the testament of a consummate academic providing not any apologia so as to defend himself, but rather a mea culpa from a fellow pilgrim in faith and a pastor in trepidation (cf St Augustine), offering to the faithful a retraction of most everything in his life as peritus and professor.
This is not a sign of weakness, of an old man turned into a simpleton, an imbecile. No, no. This retraction is the German Shepherd at his finest. In almost unfathomable humility he has turned on himself so as feed the lambs, tend the sheep, pasture the flock. To offer such retractions at the end of one’s life is ever so Catholic. Benedict XVI is a student also of Augustine, and Augustine had his retractions. Augustine spoke of his desire for this project: “To gather together and point out, in a work devoted to this express purpose, all the things which most justly displease me in my books.”
Before jumping to conspiracy theories that this is a forgery, or that his last Last Testament has already been burned, perhaps we ought to do what real academics do, which is to ask which answer is the most simple, responding to the most questions with the most consistency and with no complications to hide behind. My question is this: Why did he retain this Last Testament for 16+ years? I think he did this because it perfectly summed up what he wanted to say.
At the time, I had been loudly complaining to my fellow scripture scholars that I was attacking a saint (Pope Benedict XVI) in my not-quite-yet-defended thesis on Genesis 2:4a-3:24. With excruciating scientific examination of texts I provided an explication of the biblical foundation concerning the transmission of original sin by propagation not imitation, thus explicitly contradicting Ratzinger’s 1986 highly emotional heretical sermon which condemned the doctrine of original sin as that which charges God of being a commandant of an extermination camp. Six pontifical universities were closely following the progress of my thesis, but more than this, so were some friends.
Was it a friend of mine, Benedict’s sacramental Confessor, who brought my worries and protestations – and thesis – to his attention, as I had asked him to do? I wasn’t at that meeting, but from what I gather, that was the case.
Was it a… I’m being careful here… a longtime assistant of Benedict and mutual friend of many decades for both Benedict and me who brought this to him? I wasn’t there, but I had insisted, and from what I gather, that’s what happened.
Was my published thesis some months later brought forthwith to Benedict by yet another longtime friend and a close collaborator of Benedict on the terzo piano? Yes, 100%, but with his protestation that I shouldn’t look on this as any kind of attack (which was never my intention), but as a necessary act of charity (which was always my intention). For his part, he promised to try his best to bring about something even more, which is that I also be granted a private audience with Benedict.
Was this sent to Benedict by myself but with the blessings and encouragement of Dom Gérard Calvet, OSB, founder of the abbey of Sainte-Madeleine du Barroux in Vaucluse, France? Yes. With a two-page un-ignorable letter. I sent that 30 September, Feast of Saint Jerome, and a response came back 8 October, Birthday of Immaculate Mary.
Benedict XVI already had in mind what he would do at Lourdes, France, on September 14, 2008, at his Angelus address, that is, to utterly reverse an entire lifetime of heretical thought on original sin, which had infiltrated, if you will, all of his Scripture studies, all of his theology, philosophy, his cultural perspective. He changes his mind on this, he changes his mind on everything. This changed everything. Now he was free. This Last Testament is sufficient. In Lourdes, he spoke of the Immaculate Conception with no ambiguity, no loopholes by which to retain any of his former perspective. Really, that text is extremely careful: no loopholes, no ambiguity. He was a new man.
His summary sentence in his retractiones, his Last Testament, is precisely the summary of my comments in my thesis about where he needed to be in heart and soul and mind and strength:
“Jesus Christ is truly the way, the truth and the life – and the Church, with all its insufficiencies, is truly His body.”
This speaks to me of his almost unfathomable humility. This speaks to me most personally.
And about Benedict XVI, this affirms for me 1000% that he is a gentleman, a scholar, a believer in Christ Jesus, as he always was, however falteringly. In this he gives us the example of how to be a Christian, how to be a follower of Christ Jesus, how to be a priest, a pontiff.
Look, I’m not saying for a second that anything I had to say back in the day had anything to do with his Last Testament. No. I’m just saying that what he said speaks to me personally, and with reason. Just circumstantial. But it is what it is.
And having said that… This is how real this is for me… I now use this as an an examination of conscience in my own life, my own wretched life. How I long to have a smidgeon of Benedict’s humility before Jesus.
A Hail Mary for the repose of his soul… Hail Mary…
A Hail Mary in his honor beseeching his intercession… Hail Mary…
His Eminence, George Cardinal Pell, continues to live the eternal sacrament of Holy Orders, but now on the other side of a moment of biological death.
And while the short-sighted enemies of the Church screech their approval of the biological solution to their qualms of conscience that they don’t even know they have, requiems are being offered for the eternal repose of his soul, it being that Jesus Christ, yesterday, today and forever remains the One High Priest who is ever solicitous for the eternal well-being of His little flock. When Jesus calls us, we go… Hail Mary…
Don’t think I haven’t ever been in the habit of reading the Roman Martyrology daily. With that in mind…
Proclamation of the Nativity of Our Lord Jesus Christ:
THE TWENTY-FIFTH DAY OF DECEMBER:
when ages beyond number had run their course from the creation of the world, when God in the beginning created heaven and earth, and formed man in his own likeness;
when century upon century had passed since the Almighty set His bow in the clouds after the great flood as a sign of covenant and peace;
in the twenty-first century since Abraham, our Father in Faith, came out of Ur of the Chaldees;
in the thirteenth century since the people of Israel were led by Moses in the exodus from Egypt;
around the thousandth year since David was anointed king;
in the sixty-fifth week of the prophecy of Daniel;
in the one hundred and ninety-fourth Olympiad;
in the year seven hundred and fifty-two since the foundation of the city of Rome;
in the forty-second year in the reign of Caesar Octavian Augustus…
… the whole world being at peace…
Jesus Christ, eternal God and Son of the Eternal Father, desiring to consecrate the world by His most loving presence, was conceived by the Holy Spirit,
and when nine months had passed since His conception, was born of the Virgin Mary in Bethlehem of Judah,
and was made man…
THE NATIVITY OF OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST ACCORDING TO THE FLESH.
/// That’s nice Styrofoam. All true. But lies are cloaked in truth, right? Lies can come about through telling part of the truth, looking fulsome, but actually omitting, well, really, pretty much everything, but – Hey! – leaving people with nice feelings! “Jesus is nice and even as maybe perhaps as important as Caesar ’cause He’s mentioned along with Caesar! That’s nice!
I suppose people will think I’m a shallow heretic and a dullard in that I can’t appreciate the intervention of the Word Incarnate in human history at just the right time, and that that’s the point of the Roman Martyrology’s account, and that not everything can always and in every way say everything and therefore I should just cool my jets and appreciate what is presented for what it’s worth and just get over it. After all, there are words like “covenant” and “consecrate” and stuff like that there. And tinkeritis must be avoided at all costs, even regarding some rather ill phrased matters about our salvation, because, you know, we’re used to it. But even the intensely devout are not assisted in their faith by such words as “covenant” and “consecrate” when other words are purposely omitted by self-congratulatory intelligentia who do know more but are too smug to JUST SAY WHAT WE NEED TO HEAR.
I’m an equal opportunity disdainer of tender snowflake dumbing down wherever I find it, whether after or even before Vatican II. And anyway, what dullard made Vatican II the absolute center of human history, replacing the Incarnate Word? Sounds blasphemous to me, and also ignorant. I mean, most heresies came about before Vatican II and most were presented in – oooo! – Latin!!! Now that I’ve successfully made people angry, let’s make the point (I only mention here a couple of possible tweakings):
What if we were to have a Roman Martyrology that actually presented the faith?
What if the history of the proclamation were to mention – even if only in just a few words – the vicious sin of Adam bringing death and hellish mayhem into the world, handing us over to Satan?
What if we were to speak of, say, the binding of the son of Abraham to the wood of the sacrifice as prefiguring of the Redeemer’s violent death to come?
What if we were to recount the unworthiness of David to have a future Son that would save us from our unworthiness, saving us from… wait for it… SIN?
What if we were to speak of the lust for violent power of now secular leaders?
What if we were to say that – I mean, it pains me to say this as it should be obvious – what if we were to say that it is precisely because THE WHOLE WORLD WAS NOT AT PEACE that the Prince of the Most Profound Peace came to save us from that state of NOT being at peace?
What if we were to tell the truth for once, that there is sin and the Jesus was born to redeem us, save us from sin, that He was born to die and then rise to bring us to life, to the eternal life we did NOT have?
/// I can just hear it now, you know, all the condemnations:
We’ve done just fine with being dumbed down, with escaping reality! Stop trying to evangelize us! We’re nice with what we’ve always had! Leave. Us. Alone.
And then: You’re a heretic for trying to say that what we’ve always had isn’t quite up to what it should be! Stop it!
And then again: Wait? What? You’re attacking the Martyrology? It’s TRADITIONAL!
Meanwhile, do you know who wasn’t so taken with being clever with dumbed down religious and secular history? The angels knew: it was certain little shepherd boys. And, I have to say, this donkey-priest just loves this:
This ultra-short film is a 1968 Disney animated presentation, which has much more sense, much more faith than the Roman Martyrology. Listen to the narrator. If you didn’t catch it, little Aaron is repentant of his own SIN of hatred (after the horrific non-peaceful violence that took place in his own life), SIN representing the eons of SIN and hatred that sets the backdrop for Jesus to come into this world so as to save us from SIN, He, Jesus, the King of kings, the Lord of lords, the Prince of the Most Profound Peace, who will come to judge the living and the dead and the world by fire, yes, that little Babe in the manger. The faith isn’t about our sense – our feelings – of security with the way we’ve always had mere stuff like a book. The faith is about the Immaculate Virgin Mother of God’s Divine Son Jesus saving us from a world which was being up to anything except for peace. Obvious, right? Nope. We have to say it: Jesus is the One; Jesus as the only One saving us from sin.
♬ Pah-rum-pa-pum-pum. ♬
//////// UPDATE: So, I put this post up every year untouched, but this year is different. I’m now years older. I’m now much more ironic and sarcastic than I’ve ever been, I hope not for evil, I hope in a manner at least somewhat reminiscent of Belloc and Chesterton, of Jerome and Augustine. That’s what I strive for.
What this means is that I cannot but reappraise that which I’ve written in the past. For instance, this entry in the martyrological entry about the Nativity of the Lord in historical context being stunningly incomplete. I still agree with that, and I still think we are all too weak to get by on a purposed omission. However, I take back my rather severe judgment on the author and tweakers of this entry. The guy writing this is surely a monk a bit bereft of the weakness of the common man on the street just needing to hear it like it is, giving us WAY too much credit for being able to recognize what he is up to, giving us WAY too much credit for being able to give him credit for what he is actually doing. Here’s perhaps the best way to understand what this guy is up to, what the Church is up to in providing us such an entry into the Martyrology:
This guy knows he is leaving out everything important. He knows we’re going to be scandalized by this. He’s giving us credit for questioning what’s going on. He’s giving us credit for having some intelligence. Most of all, he’s presenting all this in such manner that the only ones who are going to understand (and this is a confession) are those who have been as penitential and ascetic as he has been in the penitential time of Advent, so that with purity of heart, agility of soul, clarity of vision, profundity of understanding we will instantly see and rejoice – totally laughing out loud – at his almost vicious sarcasm: Yeah, sure, the whole world being at peace. What a crock of B.S. Oh, wait! Look at the world agreeing with all the violence of that fake-peace! OH! He’s being sarcastic just like the prophets of old, just like John the Baptist, just like Jesus, the Prince of the Most Profound Peace who was born at a time, like all times in this dark world, a time of extreme violence. Hahahahahaha! Finally, someone who get’s it! someone who mocks the idiot world! someone who’s joyful to see the Babe who takes us so seriously as to lay down His life for us, being born to be tortured to death for us in all the fake-peace we proclaim. Hah! I’m happy to be able to at least start to begin to appreciate the irony and sarcasm as the writer and tweakers of this great entry in the Martyrology for the Nativity of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
So, I’m a Missionary of Mercy of Pope Francis, meaning I have faculties to lift some undeclared excommunications and absolve some of the worst of sins in Sacramental Confession, of the nefas est sort, the forgiveness of which is otherwise reserved to the Apostolic See or even to the Pope himself. After some years, there are still some hundreds of us right around the world.
These faculties are very much appreciated by all and sundry who benefit from them, it being understood, of course, that mercy is founded on justice, right? These faculties are extremely helpful in the revitalization of the priesthood. These faculties provide hope to those who would otherwise be hopeless, as there are, sadly, few priests who even know how to go about presenting cases to the Sacred Penitentiary over in Rome. In turn, all this provides hope to the Lord’s Little Flock: when the shepherds are close to the Chief Shepherd, all goes well for the sheep.
The first thing that a Confessor must understand is that we are all sinners, each and every one of us. Men of every tribe, tongue, people and nation will, all of us together, without exception, look upon Him, Christ Jesus, whom we have all pierced through (cf Apocalypse 1:7). There will be no escape. Some will look upon the wounds of Jesus in fear. Others, blessings upon them, will shout: “Finally! Judgment has come! Thank you, Lord Jesus!”
But what if there are those who have perhaps sinned, who are repentant, who have sought and obtained pardon in sacramental confession for, say, using, in the description of other people than myself, “bad language,” in a once-off incident. Are they to be condemned by God forever, no hope, no mercy, ever? If a priest, is he to be removed from the clerical state, “laicized” for that once-off bad language? Is this the example of no mercy for anyone, ever, that the Church wishes to convey? Surely, there are those who have similar “sins,” even actual sins, much worse sins, who enjoy having been forgiven, or – it could be – who don’t give a damn about any forgiveness at all as they withhold forgiveness from others for much lesser “sins” which may well not be sins at all.
I’ve written about this in regard to Father Frank Pavone the other day:
Let’s use Pope Francis as an example, you know, when he exclaimed: “Questo cazzo,” This F***ery!” Was this obviously a mistake which he then corrected? Sure, I guess. I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt. And if he sought forgiveness in Sacramental Confession for having used age-inappropriate language, confessing that however much of a mere mistake that it was, perhaps he, in second-guessing himself, had considered it to be sinful for him not to have been more intensely recollected, thus perhaps indirectly letting that kind of mistake happen more easily, well, I would say, as his hypothetical Confessor, that we’ll just put that before Christ Jesus who knows the actual sinfulness of it, begging for forgiveness with the absolution to be given while including all the sins of his past life, even ones he has forgotten.
Seriously, I don’t see how the case of Father Frank Pavone and this case of Pope Francis differs in any way. Yet, Pope Francis remains Pope, continuously honoring the most bloodied, unrepentent pro-abortion fanatics the universe has ever suffered, but at the same time, dismissing Father Frank Pavone from active ministerial priesthood, Father Frank being by far the most effective, most loved pro-life priest this universe has ever witnessed.
I mean, should we continue? Should I mention how Pope Francis caused the abomination of desolation to be established on the Holy of Holies, the Altar of Jesus’ Sacrifice in Saint Peter’s Basilica, how Pope Francis caused the demon idol Pachamama, to be placed on the Altar of Jesus’ Sacrifice in Saint Peter’s Basilica, the demon idol Pachamama to whom children are sacrificed, thus honoring Satan and insulting, blaspheming Jesus and promoting child sacrifice (October 27, 2019)? Should I mention how Pope Francis has attacked Father Frank Pavone who instead placed an aborted baby on a table not during Holy Mass just previous to the proper and respectful burial of that murdered child so as to teach the world what our sins have done to Jesus, the Head of the Mystical Body of Christ is also being done to the members of the Body of Christ, the very least of the brethren, these children murdered in the womb? It seems to me there is a difference in what the Pope did scandalously and what Father Pavone did with heroic bravery. So, what is really going on here? The Pope remains in place, but he removes Father Pavone from ministerial priesthood. Father Pavone thus no longer has the faculties to preach and teach, to hear confessions, witness marriages, provide Last Rites? This is still unofficial, because, to date, Father Pavone has not been duly notified, nothing official has been communicated to him.
This is all cazzo, F***ery, and the F***ery has to stop. There, I said it, and on purpose.
Do you want precedent? Let’s go to the great Prophet Ezekiel, who gives voice to the word of the Lord concerning the political correctness of both Jerusalem and Samaria to the demon-idol worshippers around about, calling this political correctness their prostituting of themselves to the nations. The chosen people had fallen into the F***ery of being men of consensus with the fallen world, with Satan. Ezekiel 23 is a great read on the evils of political correctness. The graphic imagery of the word of the Lord is in full force in Ez 23:20, when the nations for whom the chosen people are lusting in all their supposed sophistication and cleverness are described in this way:
“There she lusted after her lovers, whose genitals were like those of donkeys and whose emission was like that of horses.”
In other words, the Lord is saying that this F***ery has to stop, and it has to stop NOW! Really, exactly that. That’s God.
So, do I forgive Pope Francis for saying “questo cazzo”, “this F***ery”? Sure.
But I also think there should be forgiveness for Father Frank Pavone.
I’m guessing that later on Monday, 19 December 2022, or within the next couple of weeks, we’ll see both a *.pdf copy of the letter sent out to all the bishops on – what was it? – Tuesday, 13 December 2022 – stating that Father Frank Pavone was dismissed from the clerical state, and also a *.pdf copy of the surely much more lengthy and explicit proclamation from the Holy See of that same dismissal from the clerical state of Father Frank Pavone. As of this writing, in the wee hours of the morning on 19 December 2022, Father Pavone has not yet been officially contacted and therefore is not yet dismissed from the clerical state. That can change any moment.
Father Pavone himself has alluded to possible accusations at length in the video he did about this communications fiasco hours after it took place on Saturday, 17 December 2022.
The aborted baby on the table incident:
Years ago, Father Pavone, with heart-wrenching sadness, placed an aborted baby on a mere table that is sometimes used for Holy Mass, not during Holy Mass, nothing like that. Is it shocking? Yes. That’s the point. Well done. We have to be shocked into reality when we need this. America needs this. How is it that we’re not shocked by dumpsters filled with dead babies but we are shocked when a John the Baptist points this sin out to us, blaming the one reprimanding us for our own sin? Are cowardly, effeminate, Judases offended by the reality of their own politically correct policies that gain them 30 pieces of silver? Sure. They’re caught out by a real priest. Father Frank’s goodness is incriminating of their evil. Father Pavone is not wrong in his pastoral effectiveness. Great work, Father! We are also heart-wrenchingly sad with you.
But is Father Pavone’s theology wrong? No. As Saint Paul and Pope Pius XII in his encyclical letter Mystici Corporis point out, Jesus is the Head of the Mystical Body of Christ and we are members of the Mystical Body of Christ. In Mt 25, Jesus, God, tells those going to hell that they are damned because of what they did sinfully to the least of the brethren or what they sinfully failed to do for the least of the brethren, because what they did sinfully or sinfully didn’t do for the least of the brethren they did sinfully or sinfully didn’t do for Him. There are no more “least” of the brethren than babies in the womb. Father Pavone should be entitled doctor of the church, the doctor of life.
The “bad-language” incident:
We’re still waiting for the exact wording, but, apparently, Father Pavone’s words were effectively as follows: Biden voters and Biden himself have no love for America and are g*dd***ed losers.
Ooo! Such theological language! The word “God” capitalized or not, is not a bad word. People think that to say the word God is a mortal sin because they are so entitled to their sinfulness that they don’t want God brought up in any context, particularly any context that is condemnatory of their sinfulness. To hurt their feelings, telling them that they are sinners is The Mortal Sin. Pfft. There is nothing more Catholic than to reprimand people and help them get to heaven.
Also, the word “damn” is a biblical, technical, theological, juridic word. People think it’s a curse word because they don’t want to have their feelings hurt by being told that they are damning themselves, running as fast as they can into hell. Pfft. I’m not worried about hurting people’s feelings. I’d rather help people get to heaven, whatever it takes, and have them thank me in heaven for having taken them deadly seriously.
But what about the intent of Father Pavone? Umm… I think we don’t know anything about anyone’s intent, right? However, I’m going to guess that, actually, Father Pavone’s intent was to warn people of the objective sinfulness in which they are involved, what with their maniacally promoting murder of children as much as they possibly can. That is evil, objectively a mortal sin, which, objectively speaking, is having them risk being tossed directly into hell, damned by God forever. Let’s just say it in the colloquism that we hear so often: They are goddamned, a compound morpheme. But let’s repeat that with greater linguistic clarity, as two words, capitalizing the first: They are God damned. Yep. That’s the reality of it, unless they repent of their ways, turned to God by God Himself.
ENTER THE GREATEST PROPHET
I have written at great length on numerous occasions about insults being hurled against the most corrupt sinners by Jesus and his forerunner, the greatest of all the prophets, and by others in the Sacred Scriptures. These insults of Jesus and John and others have theological and juridic import, such as these sinners being liable to being damned by God to hell forever. But Jesus is God and none of the prophets are God, even if they are the voice for God Himself. Father Pavone is not God. So, let’s use as an example John the Baptist, another non-God. John is not being sinful in this example. He is not blaspheming. He is the voice of the Holy Spirit. I ask people not to blaspheme in saying that the Holy Spirit is sinful. Let’s get into this:
Let’s take a look at Mt 12:34 or 23:33 – γεννήματα ἐχιδνῶν – John’s “brood of vipers” insult. Oops! Those are Jesus’ own words. Let’s see, how about Lk 3:7 and Mt 3:7 – γεννήματα ἐχιδνῶν – indeed John’s “brood of vipers” insult. What’s that all about? It says that those he is thus insulting are willingly demon possessed blasphemers who will be, get this, they will be damned by God unless they repent. Let’s say it so that we can understand, the greatest of all prophets says that these sinners are God damned. Just like that. Yep.
Who is brave enough to say that John the Baptist, and Jesus for that matter, are themselves blasphemers for the “brood of vipers” insult and are themselves God damned?
Who among us is going to say that Jesus should be thrown out of His High Priesthood because He hurls “brood of vipers” insults?
Who among us is going to say that a priest is to be thrown out of the priesthood for having the charity to reprimand those like ultra-abortion-pusher Joe Biden and his supporters, for there is no greater love than to assist a sinner to get to heaven?
Who among us is going to be brave enough to say that “We have no King but Caesar”?
Who among us is going to ask for thirty pieces of silver?
Father Pavone was effectively executed, just like John the Baptist, just like Jesus. As the Master, so the disciple, and blessed is the one who is not scandalized in Jesus.
Dearest Father Pavone, leap and shout for joy! Blessed are you!
“Blessed are you when people hate you, and when they exclude you and insult you and reject your name as evil because of the Son of Man. Rejoice in that day and leap for joy, because great is your reward in heaven. For their fathers treated the prophets in the same way.” (Lk 6:22-23)
Now then, Father Pavone took down his comment long ago, and went to Sacramental Confession. Was that because of what he said? I would have reprimanded him if he had come to my confessional to confess the words that he said. His words were not wrong. His words were obligatory. I wish more laity and priests and bishops and popes would use his words. But if it was about not having given enough context for a wider audience, something like that? Yeah, well, maybe we would just put that before God as God sees it. We can always second-guess ourselves.
For instance, as for me, when I go to confession I want to give myself full condemnation to make sure I have made myself available for full forgiveness for that which was a sin or perhaps no sin at all. But I want to go to heaven.
I’m a believer, and I recognize in Father Pavone a believer, a giant amongst believers, a priest of priests, a priest specifically of our High Priest, Jesus Christ, Divine Son of the Immaculate Conception, the King of kings, the Lord of lords, the Prince of the Most Profound Peace, who will come to judge the living and the dead and the world by fire.
Jesus will bring souls to heaven, and Jesus will also say to the damned: You are God damned. And they will wish that they had heeded the super charitable reprimand of Father Frank Pavone whilst they were still upon this earth with all their cowardly, effeminate political correctness, with all their greed and clever lust, with all their screaming their blood curdling murderous screams: “We have no king but Caesar.” When they stand before Jesus, the King so majestic with His wounds still in His hands and feet and side and Heart, they will have nothing to say at all. They will simply run, damned as they are into hell, where the fire is never extinguished, where their writhing never dies.
Thank you, Father Povone, for trying to save them now. You are a great example for all of us, for us priests in particular.
As to whether this is a shot over the bow by the powers that be, ask those powers that be. For myself, I will continue to be a priest of Jesus Christ, Divine Son of the Immaculate Conception. I wasn’t ordained to a priest of political correctness, a priest of the powers that be. I am not scared because of what happened to Father Pavone. Instead, I am encouraged by this fellow priest to stay the course. Crux stat dum volvitur orbis. And Mary, God’s Mother, stands with the Cross.
Oh, and, by the way, here’s one of Father Pavone’s “Daily Diary” videos he’s always been doing for the sake of accountability. This covers a whole week. The entirety is must listening for the Pope, for all Roman Curia workers, for all bishops, all priests, all laity, the whole thing. Do it. And, wait for it, with some great humor Father Pavone mentions what happened on 17 December 2022. Hehehe. :-)
N.B. On that last video, there’s a dead space of some minutes after he’s done talking. Skip ahead just a bit and you will see a series of short videos from priests offering moral and spiritual support to Father Pavone.
But I’m in awe at the staggering spiritual heights of Father Pavone. He’s so calm amidst this attack.
Look, I’m no canon lawyer, but as far as I know Father Pavone is NOT laicized until an official communication is received by him with proof of the fact, for instance, by return signature arranged by the postal service. Hearsay is not an official communication. So far, it’s all hearsay. And Father Frank Pavone is NOT laicized as I write this. Maybe tomorrow, Monday, 19 December 2022, but not now. Also, he’s home all week with his parents, so, I doubt he’ll get this letter until sometime after Christmas. We shall see.
Apparently, our Nuncio, on December 13, sent a letter to all the bishops saying that Father Pavone was laicized back in November. Somehow, Father Pavone didn’t get any such communication, not from the Vatican, not from the Nuncio, not from his bishop. So, nothing.
Btw, I notice this went up the very moment the Nuncio took action. Interesting.
I’m about 100% shadow-banned. Digital evangelization is so difficult these days. Perhaps better times will come.
The homily itself is very long, just over 30 minutes. I get carried away.
Having said all that, I have to say that I don’t hear anyone else saying the things I say here about our Lady. However inept I am at stating what should be obvious, I’m guessing it would be best to put such things down in hard-copy.
Meanwhile, I’m sprinting more than ever. It seems I just had an oil change for Sassy the Subaru, and now she’s due again, already. That’s 6000 miles, just like that. Much of that is Communion Calls, Last Rites, Burials, Rehabs/Nursing Homes, and more recently Behavioral Unit availability. The staff at the latter say I’m the only one to bring some people out of their shell regardless of what religion they are. Thanks to my guardian angel is what I say.
Meanwhile, I’ve not been doing much blogging. Sorry about that. I’m about 100% shadow-banned. Some of you get through. I put up this homily for those who aren’t blocked. This homily is where I’m at in my life.
This is not difficult, unless one has lost sight of Jesus..
The image of God as we read back in Genesis is male/female/marriage/family. The image of God imprinted upon human nature was destroyed with sin. Fallen humanity has ever since rebelled against the image of God, assassinating the image of God by same-sex sex: a denial of male/female, a denial of marriage, a denial of family, a blasphemous attack on God.
Redemption is, in justice, wrought, ever so fittingly, by a marriage of God with His Immaculate Bride, the Church, God Incarnate suffering the punishment for sin, death, the Innocent standing in the place of the guilty, so that He has the right in His own justice to have mercy on us, providing that we are once again the image of God, and even more, as members of the Body of Christ, Jesus the Head of the Body, we the members of that Body.
The marriage banquet of the Lamb of God who takest away the sins of the world is the Last Supper, which we call the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass. The wedding vows are the total self giving of Jesus at the consecrations: This is my body given for you in sacrifice, my blood poured out for you in sacrifice. It’s the fulfillment of all righteousness, of justice, that makes the mercy of the provision of the image of God to us once again possible.
What a terrible mockery of Jesus’ Wedding it would be to have a woman “priest” attack the image of God in marriage by taking the place of the Bridegroom, of Jesus, at the Last Supper, at Holy Mass. That would be a lesbian image. No.
Back in the day, most “priests” in the pagan cults, sacrificing children, were women. Men set that up, of course, protecting that mockery of God. That’s what fallen human nature does. Jesus didn’t do that. Jesus redeemed us the right way, with such majesty, laying down His own life for us to do this.
How terrible that the whole world is now sexualizing children, sacrificing children. How terrible that the whole world is promoting same-sex “marriage.” How terrible that it is the leaders of the church which promote this activity either actively, or by “benign” neglect. A reprimand given but with no penalty is, in the end, active promotion of that sin, that blasphemy, that mockery of God.
And so many souls run to take the scandal into their souls. And that risks the eternal damnation of so many.
Pray for good, strong, holy vocations to the priesthood, for strong men. Ask Immaculate Mary for her intercession. Hail Mary…
I had a great conversation with the Vicar General of the Diocese before festivities began. It takes a lot of goodness to face who knows what with random conversations with random priests. But this was superb.
Then I had a great conversation with the Bishop of the Diocese before festivities began. It takes a lot of humility and love for the priests to make oneself available for who-knows-what for random conversations with random priests on such an occasion. But this went fantastically well.
Then I had great conversations with other priests who came for the festivities, about half the presbyterate of Charlotte, the occasion being the bishop’s annual Advent Meal he puts on for us at his expense at his residence. Priestly fraternity at its best. Those conversations while mingling in the lineup at the food trough [τροφή in Greek, so, redundant] were – of course – about solving all the problems in the church and the world. We were happy that we agreed that Jesus Christ is the One, the only One.
Then I had a great conversation at my table. That was about the Second Rite of Reconciliation. I pushed for regular individual confession for everyone throughout the year. :-)
Finally, outside, while leaving, I had a great conversation with my Vicar Forane. Vicars Forane represent the Bishop on a local level and have quite a bit of authority. It takes a lot of priestly – what? – priestliness… faith… to be able to speak with instant friendship before Jesus with one’s fellow priests. This was so refreshing.
Regarding the content of those conversations with the higher-ups, it was all good, all of it. That made for a great ride back to the mountains. Tons of Rosaries in thanksgiving.
Regarding the logistics of those conversations, I’m guessing this is one of the very few (arch)dioceses in the world where this kind of availability and priestly fraternity happens in any way whatsoever. I take that back. Cardinal O’Connor set aside Wednesday mornings at his private residence to meet with priests in the Archdiocese even without an appointment. I took advantage of that once. Really good. We discussed a possible nuance to be added to John Paul II’s Evangelium Vitae, in preparation at the time, with Cardinal O’Connor being a consulter for that.
Don’t forget! Today’s First Friday. Do you have a Holy Hour of Adoration in your parish on First Fridays?
Don’t forget! Tomorrow is First Saturday. Do you have an ongoing series of First Saturday Masses in your parish?
Father Gordon’s early morning call from New Hampshire is about to begin…
A couple of days ago, on a whim, I took off to a parish not my own and spoke with the priest there, whom I know well, for six hours, quite a bit of which conversation was about his paintings, he being an artist. However, before that, he gave me a fairly extensive tour of the church, in which I had never been previously. Very peaceful. There are lots of spectacularly clever methods of securing the premises. His parish is in the epicenter for crime in his area. I’m gonna have to go back and take notes.
Anyway, having offered me a coffee, we went over to the rectory and got into the essence of artistry and church architecture and lifting hearts and souls to the Lord, both art and how it is presented and how architecture can teach and guide souls. You’re never too old to learn, I say, with me getting old altogether.
Some of his paintings are practice for this or that method, technique, an imitation of another artist to broaden one’s own logistical wherewithal. Such is the case with the painting above. Consider that copyrighted 2022 by myself for future publication in a book on women in Sacred Scripture. I asked him about this and he agreed when he listened of my instantaneous reaction to this particular painting of a simple flask.
Mine was a spiritual experience. I knew I was looking at the very soul of the “spikenard woman” in the Gospels the second before she poured out her spikenard over Jesus. Let’s recall that incident (Mt 26:6-12):
Now when Jesus was in Bethany in the house of Simon the leper, a woman came up to him with an alabaster jar of costly perfumed oil, and poured it on his head while he was reclining at table. When the disciples saw this, they were indignant and said, “Why this waste? It could have been sold for much, and the money given to the poor.” Since Jesus knew this, he said to them, “Why do you make trouble for the woman? She has done a good thing for me. The poor you will always have with you; but you will not always have me. In pouring this perfumed oil upon my body, she did it to prepare me for burial. Amen, I say to you, wherever this gospel is proclaimed in the whole world, what she has done will be spoken of, in memory of her.”
What she saw is the Messiah, Jesus, God Incarnate, our Redeemer, our Savior, the Lamb of God who takest away the sins of the world, the Suffering Servant prophesied by Isaiah She beheld Jesus as the One is who is so good and kind, leading us to know the truth, for He is Truth Incarnate.
She also saw the disciples, and Judas, and knew they didn’t get it. They were too obtuse, oblivious, even malicious. They would all run away, Peter denying Jesus, Judas betraying Him. And it was going to happen now. It’s happening NOW. They’re going to do their part in having Jesus tortured to death right NOW. And, indeed, it is at this moment that Judas left to betray Jesus.
What can she do? She had to do something! NOW! She had spikenard. She had to pour it over Jesus NOW, for He is so dead, already a corpse. He will be buried with that spikenard upon Him.
Whatever her past was… [controversies rage!], right now she was spectacularly pure of heart, agile of soul, clear in her spiritual sight, profound in her understanding. Might I add fortitude? In pouring this spikenard over Jesus with alacrity in the face of the murderous greed round about, at least for thirty pieces of silver, she was endangering herself. If they are going to do away with Jesus, what could they, would they do to her. She didn’t care. She had to take care of Jesus. If He’s laying down His life for her, the least she can do is honor Him in His burial.
Back to the painting. As I say, for me, instantaneously, this was not an empty still life, a lack of flowers and such, merely a flask on a boring background. No, no. This is a snapshot of her soul the second before she poured the spikenard contents of this alabaster jar upon Jesus. The vibrant green color represents her faith, evergreen, living. The spikenard inside is very love of God that Jesus had already established in her soul, as it were, sanctifying grace. The background is, for me, the sepulcher in which Jesus was about to be placed, the slab on which His body anointed with the spikenard would lay, and the back wall of the dark tomb hewn out of the rock a stone’s throw from Calvary, where He would be tortured to death, and which was in the same quarry.
One second later after she realized Jesus was a dead Man already, she had just that quickly poured out the contents over Jesus.
When I see that painting, I’m seeing the soul of a saint, one of our great intercessors in heaven, right now, cheering us on that we might make it to heaven, finally being brought as well into humble thanksgiving to Jesus. What she did is a reprimand to us that we might be like those disciples who couldn’t care about Jesus, but who congratulate ourselves about our following of Jesus. She shows us how it’s done.
Thank you, spikenard woman, you who risked everything to honor Jesus, also giving witness to us. Thank you.
I was very taken that I was gifted this painting. He gave me instructions on what not to do in cleaning it, but what can be done.
By the way, the frame is exquisite. Black and gold, darkness and light, the light radiating through into the darkness, dispelling the darkness. Simple. Effective. Take a look at the back:
Professionally made to endure. And what this woman did to honor Jesus will be spoken about will be proclaimed to the whole world with the Good News, the Gospel. The good news is that Jesus can make it so that we also have purity of heart, agility of soul, clarity of vision, profundity of understanding, and we can hope that He will bring us through death to life in heaven, giving us as a gift to our heavenly Father.