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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (absolute alliteration, edition)

Next door to the rectory… If you look closely, you’ll see that there are many of these huge buds starting startlingly with Lenten color. Next to that there’s a tree trembling with the first petals of Paschal plenitude of life.

But we are still in the midst of Lenten observance. So… on the lawn of the rectory… the tiniest tribute terribly trying to be flowers for the Immaculate Conception.

Are you ready? I’m READY!

Forsooth! Foolish fugitive’s final fixing


Feeling footloose, fancy-free and frisky, this feather-brained fellow finagled his fond father into forking over his fortune. Forthwith, he fled for foreign fields and frittered his farthings feasting fabulously with fair-weather friends. Finally, fleeced by those folly filled fellows and facing famine, he found himself a feed flinger in a filthy farm-lot. He fain would have filled his frame with foraged food from fodder fragments. “Fooey! My father’s flunkies fare far fancier,” the frazzled fugitive fumed feverishly, frankly facing fact. Frustrated from failure and filled with forebodings, he fled for his family. Falling at his father’s feet, he floundered forlornly. “Father, I have flunked and fruitlessly forfeited further family favors…” But the faithful father, forestalling further flinching, frantically flagged his flunkies to fetch forth the finest fatling and fix a feast. But the fugitive’s fault finding frater , faithfully farming his father’s fields for free, frowned at this fickle forgiveness of former falderal. His fury flashed, but fussing was futile. His foresighted father figured, “Such filial fidelity is fine, but what forbids fervent festivities? The fugitive is found! Unfurl the flags! With fanfare flaring, let fun, frolic and frivolity flow freely, former failures forgotten and folly forsaken. Forgiveness forms a firm foundation for future fortitude.” – Originally composed by Rev. W. O. Taylor

Here’s the deal: It’s not a maze to come back to the practice of the faith. Simply:

  • Go to Confession
  • Go to Mass
  • Keep the commandments
  • Go to heaven
  • Don’t do any of this with your own strength, but depend on Divine Son of God who laid down His life for ours, taking on the punishment we deserve so that He would have the right in his own justice to have mercy on us, which makes that mercy credible, majestic, putting us in reverence and humble thanksgiving before Him.

And that is surely a flower for the Immaculate Conception.

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Homily: Jesus, Jonah, Solomon, Queen of the South, Wuhan Joe, Vaccines, Bishops, Priests


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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (harbinger, edition)

This is the very first and only bloom, not even open yet, on the Forsythia at Holy Redeemer Church in Andrews NC at the mid-end of February. In legend, they are supposed to be the first to bloom as harbingers of Spring, but this year there were about half a dozen other varieties that just beat them to it. I always remember the Forsythia being first in line. Does that mean – in Farmers Almanac fashion – that we will have a late Spring this year? Yesterday it was in the 60s Fahrenheit. Today will be the same. I wanting to plant vegetables but I know it’s too early. It’s still going to freeze hard quite a number of times, perhaps even get below zero a number of times.

What would the Holy Family do? Not worry about it. God provides, at least to get us to heaven. And that’s what’s most important. That’s a super-important lesson to learn in this life, to have our eyes peeled on heaven even while we love neighbor and God in the same act of love. In a previous Flower for the Immaculate Conception, the Star of David was recalled. The full reality is going on all the time, no harbingers needed. The closer we are to God, the more wisdom to see what’s actually going on. No need for harbingers. We are just to be the eager children of God, being signs to the world in prompt obedience to God’s will, harbingers of the Prince of the Most Profound Peace precisely when and where He wants us there for that. Mary was the best at that.

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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (Star of David, edition)

Plenty of these six-pointed stars outside Holy Redeemer church, already blooming in February.

My first thought is to “pick” such flowers for the Immaculate Conception, the Messiah’s good mom, and ours.

But here’s the reality of this: my second thought is…

Because I am pretty continuously attacked from a myriad of world-views about the very fact of the Star of David, my third thought goes to the synagogue in which Jesus preached in Capernaum, the synagogue used by the Jews of the time to convince Jesus to do a healing on behalf of a Roman military officer, and He did:

The bit in the middle refers to the perfection (seventh point) of the Son of David, the Messiah, who brings us from Day 6 (when Adam was created and the day he fell, and we in him, the day when Redemption was promised by YHWH Elohim.

And that brings me to a final thought:

Mary’s heart is in solidarity with that of her Son. She’s the mother of the “Son of David”, Christ our God.


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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (Poison Eastern Lenten Roses, non-poisonous Ad orientem Altar-Rails, ed.)

Not sure, but this might be a buttercup. If it’s an Eastern Lenten Rose, all parts of this plant are poisonous. It’s to be found here in North America at an old friend’s house some hundreds of miles round trip on the “Day Off”. There’s no fear in that house of poisonous plants. They’re happy to have them there for their beauty. Our Lady is also fearless. All she ever saw outside of her Son was poison. She just prayed for us to be close to her Son. There’s no fear of the fear-demic at that house. We shouldn’t have any fear even to die and… and… go to heaven. Speaking of heaven…

While there, I had a long chat with another old friend, an extremely capable wood worker, who wants to get a move-on regarding the Altar Rails I mentioned to him months ago. I haven’t been there in a while. Lots of things happening. We chose the wood appropriate to the rails. We talked about the balustrade. We talked about installation, construction, and the next steps I need to do, as in taking pictures, getting exact measurements. That’s a non-poison flower for the Immaculate Conception.


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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (Lent marching, ed.)

These guys have now left behind their protection mode and opened up exactly precisely in time for Ash Wednesday, the full royal purple honoring the King of kings, the Lord of lords, the Prince of the Most Profound Peace, exuberance which is perhaps short lived, as at the end of the last Mass today an ice storm sent over from the freezing Texans is set to begin with expected very cold temps (for us anyway). Meanwhile, next to the church:

All things that can go into a bouquet for the Immaculate Conception, well, at least if there’s a pot filled with soil…

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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (protection mode, edition)

The first flowers for the Immaculate Conception are appearing at the coldest part of February here in the northern hemisphere. Don’t be fooled by the grass, as it seems that may have a layer of ice over it very soon.

These are purple flowers, closed for now, in protection mode, wanting to be ready this Ash Wednesday, bursting forth in their royal purple apparel so as to honor the Divine Son of the Living God who was mocked by King Herod, who put his own cloak over Jesus to send back to Pontius Pilate. I bet that’s one of the sources of Pilate wanting to write “Jesus of Nazareth King of the Jews” over the cross upon which the crucifixion took place. After all, we read in the Gospels that it was that day that Herod and Pilate became friends. It was with this that the Chief Priests proclaimed to God that they have no king but Caesar, effectively a death sentence for Jesus, you know, because He was good and kind, because He is Living Truth.

So, the beginning of Lent. Are you in protection mode over against sin? Confession is the best way. Regular Confession.


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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (barely berries, edition)

On the Day Off the other day I stopped to see some friends but first, as is my custom, tried to spy out some flowers for the Immaculate Conception as there are always some flowers, somewhere, somehow. Pretty scarce in the first two weeks of February. Well, there were some berries to be seen, so I got a shot of those. This is the kind of thing I would grab up for a bouquet for mom, that would also include such as Cat-Tails, Pussy-Willows, Milk-Weed pods, Northern Red Oak twigs with acorns…

Getting flowers for the Immaculate Conception, you know, to make a bouquet while walking about in God’s good, innocent creation, and putting those in a vase and putting that in front of whatever imagery depicting Jesus’ good mom at church, and then saying a prayer, or two, or three, is good for the soul on so many levels.

Don’t you like how that works? Jesus makes it possible for us to give “flowers” to His good mom. And we thank Jesus for that. And that has her rejoice, especially that prayer, or two or three.

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Blocked post on Capital Police. Grady Judd should head up the ops. Humor.

So, there we are. The other day I was going to publish on the logistics of Diplomatic Security, Diplomatic Security Services, Secret Service, Capital Police, Park Police, the National Guard and the great Third Regiment of the U.S. Army of these United States of America. But I was blocked.

No, really. Everything else on my computer worked with the internet. Other aspects of WordPress worked with the internet. I could publish other things. What I was going to publish about Law Enforcement in D.C. I manually copied over to a new edit window, got rid of the old post, only to find out that the new post was blocked from being published. C’mon man…

So, I’ll just let it go. What else can I do? I know! Humor! We all need some clean levity at this time.

I think the great Sheriff Grady Judd should head up the Capital Police. Yes!

P.S. Just as I’m about to publish this post, I just now notice that I’m no longer able to add tags and categories. Is this a kind of shadow-banning? Lots of even longtime readers come to the blog come by way categories of posts.

If I could, I would categorize this post under “Humor” and “Law enforcement” and then tag it with the agencies mentioned. But, nothing.

This smacking down of the blog will just about force me off the internet.

Ah well. Sigh. It is what it is. I do have another life. This blog was just another way to evangelize, also those, mind you, in government jobs, in law enforcement, in the military. Innumerable are the friendships I’ve been able to make in this way to the end that we have the most nuanced, straight-shooter, bold, forthright conversations about the faith ever. Were not our hearts burning within us? Jesus has always been in the midst.


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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (end of Advent, ed.)

Last minute preparations in the cave. Fresh hay in the manger. Swaddling clothes. Where’s the ox? Get the donkey! Look, a star! Are those angels I hear?


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To the skeptics: Hanukkah is about a celebration of the Consecration of the Temple Liturgy. Jesus says that the Temple is His Body, of which He is the Head and we the members. The Jewish Messiah came to fulfill the Law and the Prophets. That salvation is of the Jews was spoken by Jesus, the Son of David.

I had one minister here yell at me about the Star of David. He asked me what that Satanic symbol is all about. Did you know that the Star of David refers to the Son of David, the Messiah, and that the Star of David was engraved in the stone of the synagogue in Capernaum?


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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (pre-procession readiness, edition)

  • Hey Father! Should we pull out your chair for Mass? You’re kind of hidden back there.
  • No, no! I’m very happy to hide behind the Immaculate Virgin Mother of God!

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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (“It’s the end,” edition)

This picture was taken the other week on the epic “Day Off” when I assisted the move of my neighbors of the hermitage to another local far, far away. That rose is at their new-old-house, so to speak, which needs quite a bit of work. They do have a shed outside, and I was able to bring them some of the wood of Holy Souls Mountain.

They can testify that the very first thing I did was to take that picture of that rose right when I stepped out of the new-twenty-year-old Taco. Honoring our Lady always comes first.

Here’s some pictures of them leaving the old property, making this, after years of threats of the property being sold, a reality… the property being under contract:

And then they were gone:

And that means the hermitage is also gone. Sigh… I’m sooooo nostalgic.

Before my mom and dad died in the early 1990s, they attended the speeches at the closing ceremonies of Myrtle Beach Air Force Base. Mom and dad used to love to sit amidst the trees along the runway or out on the beach and watch the practice runs of the new guys in the new fighter jets. I did that with them many times. Dad had been a Top Gun instructor up in Andrews AFB just outside of D.C. before there was a Top Gun program. Anyway, at those closing speeches a highly decorated Airman said with some great emotion:

“It’s the end.”

Later, I was to find tiny scraps of paper citing that speech and that particular phrase. I knew that this went so deeply into her heart and soul as she took them to refer to their lives here upon this earth: “It’s the end.” Instead, as they were to find out in a way we cannot begin to imagine in this fallen world, the closure of our own lives in this world is just the beginning of life, for life is changed, not ended. I think she made those little notes at a yearly retreat they had gotten into the habit of attending somewhere not too far from there.

Memories are good, in season, out of season:

“It’s the end…” The Immaculate Conception has the joy of enlightening them about life being changed, not ended, even when it seems like the end refers only to an end:

So, let’s start this all again with that flower for the Immaculate Conception, Queen of Heaven and Earth, of angels and men, the Queen-Mother, Jesus’ good Mom.

And, yes, those are tiny little roses on that rose-vine right before Mary’s eyes. :-)


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Flores for the Immaculate Conception (Our Lady of the Snows edition)


This is a re-publishing from years ago, a way to honor the Immaculate Conception on this day, 8 December, Solemnity of the Immaculate Conception. It’s set to snow today, ice all around, black ice on the roads in the mountains here in WNC as Sassy the all-wheel-drive 2016 Subaru Forester braves transport to three Masses. My parish sports the American-esque version of the Hautes-Pyrénées surrounding Lourdes, France.

Back in the day, when I was a permanent chaplain in Lourdes I took the picture above of fresh roses bursting from the ice next to the Grotto. It was February at the end of weeks of 24/7 sub-freezing temps with ice and snow precipitating down on the pilgrims daily. As you can see, the ice and snow are no match for the gentlest of petals when it is time to give due honor to the Immaculate Conception at the Grotto. Below is a view from above the grotto, and, yes, this is also a color picture. It was just that dark and dreary and ferociously cold:


Meanwhile, in the brutally hot August of Rome it snowed exactly where the Basilica in honor of Jesus’ good mom was to be built, and only there, you know, when tender snowflakes had rightly, for once, had something to do with water despite adverse temperature.

Today I am thinking about Saint John Paul II, how he used the phrase “co-Redemptrix” dozens of times, I think 29 times. This title for our Lady refers simply to how appropriate it was in justice that one of us who is not divine should ask for such graces perfectly, graces coming directly from her Divine Son. It was because of her Immaculate Conception that she had agility of soul, purity of heart, clarity of vision, see exactly what we needed from Christ Our God. Thank you, Blessed Mother, for being a good mother to us. Continue to show yourself a mother to us!

Monstra te esse matrem!



Perhaps this theme of co-Redemptrix is the key to my making a popular version of the thesis, finally. My hope is that this would bring some light to the darkness, including my own dark little life. The glory of the Divine Son of the Immaculate Conception entering this world to grab us and bring us to heaven fires me up, enough, methinks, to melt the ice and snow of my own heart and soul so as to finally start writing. [I know, I know, I just have to do it. Time goes on. Life is short. Yikes! And, I know, I know, I wrote these words years ago… I’m so bad and evil. I beg for the wherewithal to do this.]


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Covid vaccines & abortion

If you delve into this topic for about two seconds you immediately understand that there is hell of a lot of double-speak, you know, with the emphasis on hell.

With about one minute of reading – maybe I’m wrong – I ascertained that AstraZeneca did use a male aborted baby to obtain cell lines, which they then call immortal in replication, and since the vaccine is obviously going to use a replication, you know, something distanced from that baby murdered for someone else’s convenience, then it’s all just fine. Who gives a damn about that baby?

Lemme tell you: that baby will be fully adult at the last judgment and will stand in judgment of all those who danced in his blood so as to profit themselves for a moment in this world. But death comes to all of us, even for those not aborted and who feel powerful in murdering kids for their own benefit does death come. And then what the hell is that person going to do. There’s no vaccine against hell. Jesus saves. Repent. Go to confession. And don’t be presumptuous that you’ll just be forgiven anyway. That’s actually a sin against the Holy Spirit.

Is there an actual doctor who is a believing Catholic who can speak to all of this, or at least a doctor who is honest who can speak to all of this. But, in that one minute, I think I nailed it. It’s all doublespeak and a misapplication of the double effect theory, using “perception” and “distancing” to destroy consciences.

This isn’t about Covid, people; this is about the social engineering of consciences, killing consciences off. Once society does that, power is up for grabs for the most violent, the ones who hate God and neighbor the most.

When in doubt, you don’t act. A hunter who thinks he may see a deer but really it might be his buddy, but he shoots anyway and does kill his buddy is guilty of murder as soon as he intended to pull the trigger, regardless of whether he kills his buddy or not. Same here. You’ll have to kill me to force me to take any vaccine until more is known, without all the doublespeak.


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McCarrick and Jackass for the Hour. I can hardly believe it.

As longtime readers know, I’ve been struggling with what to do with the original Jackass for the Hour as it seemed a bit dated with such an unexpected papacy such as we have with Pope Francis. I thought of ditching it altogether in favor of something along the lines of a post-Francis age, if that will be possible in our lifetimes. Here’s the original cover with my original pen-name, which I later abandoned.

But then, this whole McCarrick fiasco. Here’s the deal: I knew the players, right to the top. I am stunned. Unbelievable. But armed with the “report” and adjunct reports, all I have to do is add another story line and change a few details of some scenarios to accommodate this new information. I mean, the whole framework of faithlessness on the one hand is already there. And the story lines of faithfulness are already there as well. As far as what I wanted to do with the next papacy, that framework is already in the tightly scripted pages as well. I wish I had the time to write.


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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (Remember the bitch of Pontius Pilate, ed.)

Just a reminder. Purple. Advent. It’s royal purple. Jesus is King of kings, Lord of lords, Prince of the Most Profound Peace.

But filthy, effeminate, luxuriating Herod, clothed Jesus in a robe of purple to mock Jesus. But Jesus had called Herod a female fox, in Jesus’ words: “Go and tell Herod, that bitch…” you know, to use technical canine vocabulary. Check it out. Luke 13:32. The translation will say “fox” because the translators are chickens favoring Herod the bitch. But Herod would decapitate such tender snowflake sycophants though without the regret he had about John the Baptist. In their political correctness, they are already as good as chickens with their heads cut off by the politicians that be.

And this is why royal purple is used for penitential seasons like Advent and Lent. The King will be placed in a wooden manger and nailed to a wooden cross. How do we perceive the purple?

Meanwhile, all the more purple:

If you’re having trouble with all this – too much reality all at once – ask the Immaculate Conception to help you out. She saw what that bitch of Pontius Pilate and what Pilate himself did to her Son. Just look into her eyes:

Advent. Purple. A penitential season. Because of that bitch, Herod.


I can just hear it now, the Bishop reading a thousand complaints about me in letters complaining that I’m not appropriate, that’s I’ve crossed boundaries:

  • “Dear Bishop, you gotta do something with Father Byers. He’s so mean. He’s, like, using bad words and stuff – splutter, splutter, splutter.”

These bitchy people… sigh… They should read about political correctness and what God thinks about prostituting oneself to political correctness, say, in Ezekiel 23. Bwahahahahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaa!!!!

You know, what would happen is that the Bishop would laugh, heartily, as he knows I’m quoting Jesus verbatim. He loves that. :-)

Then, I’m quite sure, in his own chapel, he would give a purple flower to the Immaculate Conception. How about you?

But I can still hear it: “Splutter, splutter, splutter….”

Heh heh heh.


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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (Thin Blue Line, ed.)

In a post flower for the Immaculate Conception I made a big deal about two groupings of Montauk Daisies planted out front of the rectory. They’ve been ripped up because this beginning gardener had recently put down a heap of lime in the soil of those two seed boxes for the winter. A bit too recently.

But there are still roses on the rose bush at the corner of the house, just under the new Thin Blue Line flag, which isn’t about racism, but rather about law and order for all the children of God regardless of such characteristics. I’m a firm believer that all lives matter because the Divine Son of the Immaculate Conception, Christ Jesus, had redeemed all and wants that we also assist all to assent to be saved, all things being equal.

Mary, Mir-yam, as her Hebrew name suggests, is the thin blue line for us. She is in perfect solidarity with Jesus, who, to the point, upholds Natural Law (as He’s our Creator) and the Ten Commandments, and all legitimate societal law and order in view of clemency and mercy and forgiveness without ever offending justice and righteousness.

She sees it all. She intercedes for all. She is a good mother to all.

As I also continue to work on the front window for celebrations this Winter in this Northern Hemisphere, I’m thinking about repainting firstly Mary with a blue cloak and a more human Israeli complexion. Jesus did enter our history with all of His own unrepeatable historical circumstances, after all. And, after all, as Saint Paul says, He is the Head of the Body of Christ, while we are the members of the Body of Christ.

A prayer to Mary also for the souls in purgatory: Hail Mary…


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Jackass for the Hour 2.0 – Next Pope: Day One

Most pundits have it that pastoral responses are what is primarily needed by the next pontificate, you know, reclaiming the papal states, corrections of corruption, abuses of power, all that belongs to the category prefaced by the phrase Nefas est… “It is the most despicable evil…” you know, all those crimes which cry out to the heavens for vengeance, as well as the wholesale condemnation of the Second Vatican Council and of any predecessor, etc.

Taking the Council of Trent as an example, half of the documents were of a doctrinal nature, and another half were labeled as Reform, that is, the incisive correction of idiocies. Yes, good. But…

Just my opinion, I think the next Pontiff ought best concentrate on clarity with all charity, you know, charity as clarity about the Living Truth who is Christ our God, our Lord and Savior, Jesus, Divine Son of the Immaculate Conception. Jesus is the One, the only One. Jesus has been cast aside. But He isn’t to be brought back, as if we could do that. We are instead to just get out of His way, to be His instruments for good. Jesus, the Body of Christ as Saint Paul puts it, Jesus the Head, we the members, Is the Church. The members must be in humble reverence before Him.

The original Jackass for the Hour, an ecclesiastical thriller novel about the murderous intrigue of interreligious dialogue, is basically unpublishable as it was concerned with what’s going to happen as a new Roman Pontiff is elected, that is, following upon Saint John Paul II. That was being written in the early Spring and then Summer of 2005. It’s now 2020, 15 years later. Things have changed somewhat. Things have gotten worse. Much.

It just hit me now, like, right this minute, that Jackass for the Hour needs an entire overhaul in both content, action, characters and overall format, to be even more of an ecclesiastical thriller novel full of divine irony that Chesterton called Christian humour, without which one cannot be a Christian, you know, like justice and mercy coming together upon the Cross in the Person of the Son of the Living God who, having been judged, will come to judge the living and the dead and the world by fire. So…

Envisaged is the surprise election of a total outsider to the Chair of Peter and follows developments over the space of his first 24 hours. That’s it. But that’s a lot. This might have to be split up into a Trilogy all on it’s own.

There’s a sequence which has to be well thought out prior to any election of any next Bishop of Rome, therefore the Successor of Peter. This is a second by second account, much like the original Jackass for the Hour. Some things depend on others. The acceptance. The name. The announcement. The Urbi et Orbi. All of that being delineated to the letter, and what happens between just those events.

Then the Holy Father announces that his installation will take place that very day, but then adds that even before this, exorcisms are immediately to take place for Vatican City, for Saint Peter’s Basilica, specifically for the altar of Saint Peter’s where the debelugma idol had been placed, in Vatican gardens especially in the places where the bedelugma idol worship took place and where fake “prayer” was offered to the fake god “Allah.

Then all the hell breaks out throughout Vatican City and the city of Rome as the express mandate of the Bishop of Rome is given to exorcists. In the mayhem, the Holy Father makes his way on foot and incognito to Saint John’s Basilica, the true Cathedral of Rome and the world for his installation. It is a secret route known only to a few throughout the centuries. Now sporting the Triple Crown and Fisherman’s Ring, he then sets about making a series of ex-Cathedra, infallible pronouncements emphasizing much needed truth. These pronouncements and the drama of objections will make up the meat of the novel with its moment by moment, hour by hour descriptions. Without a break, and by another route, the Holy Father will make his way back to Saint Peter’s, now abandoned by the crowds who are only now on their way to Saint John’s. At Saint Peter’s, the Holy Father himself offers a Solemn very Traditional High Mass as only the Holy Father himself can do, that is, after a visit to the sepulcher of Saint Peter below.

Readers are invited to suggest what might well belong to such a list of pronouncements. Reflect. Pray. Consult. Pray. Make a comment. Those may or may not be let through. Gotta keep some things secret after all. ;-)

There are a few of these items have been and are the subject of the most learned theologians in the world, Thomists all, from various countries, various continents.

Again, I know people are upset with the powers that be at the moment, but hold your wrath for vengeance and reform at bay for the first 24 hours of this papacy. There’s plenty of time for reform, perhaps by a successor, perhaps only 24 hours later. But, here’s the deal. You can’t have reform for that which you don’t love. You can’t love unless you have become acquainted with the object of that love, in this case, the Church, in this case, Christ our God, Divine Son of the Immaculate Conception.

Topics: Pray. Think. Pray again. Suggest in the comments.


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