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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (just for good, edition)

This was taken while on a trip to the doctor after my bout with Covid, then Pneumonia. A good friend was driving me, and of a sudden, on a back-ridge mountain road, I yelled out, “Stop! Stop!” I had to get this “Flower for the Immaculate Conception.” This fellow says a zillion Rosaries a day. He thought my antics to be most appropriate.


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Flowers from the Immaculate Conception (texted despite DNC, edition)

Texted to me specifically to put up on the blog as a Flower for the Immaculate Conception, even though the DNC is hysterically – “beyond even what Putin would do” – wanting to politically, as the government no longer for, of and by the people, wanting to censor text messages, that is, phone to phone, whatever about SnotBook, Twatter and Pacham-Amazon. Phone to phone. How did they not stop a Flower for the Immaculate Conception? Do they not know that Consecration to her Immaculate Heart will militate against the errors of Communism now spread throughout the world. She, the dearest Virgin Mother of Jesus, will bring souls from self-entitlement and only-a-cog-in-a-machine oppression to the joy of belonging to the Son of the Living God, Christ Jesus. But they let it through. Bwahahahahaha.

The one who texted me this Flower for the Immaculate Conception has been asking Mary Immaculate’s intercession for my recovery from pneumonia, and indeed, I started feeling better. This is a thanksgiving. And I thank all who said a prayer for me. You’re all very good and kind.

I had another seven hour saga with the doctor the other day. Much blood was drawn as this was also my yearly physical. He’ll call me later today or tomorrow with the results. But I feel better. Still a little tired, but much better. On that note, I started Keto yesterday, 13 July, 2021, at 231 pounds. I’d like to make it to 189, the same ideal weight my dad’s doctor gave him back in the 1980s. I got to 190 last time I did Keto in a serious way. I know how to do it now.

Meanwhile, I’ll be giving a series of lectures on the women of the New Testament, including our Blessed Mother, ending with an exposition of Genesis 2:4a–3:24. But I needed my health back as a gift from Mary so as to give all that a flower back to her. For now, this flower for you, dearest Mother.

None of that will be texted, so I guess it’s safe from DNC censorship. ;-)

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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (Beehives and Seminaries, edition)

Thems is October beans. Unfortunately, so far, it seems that the flowers haven’t been much pollinated, so that the beans per flower ratio is only about 1/100. But if these mature, I’ll have a handful to attempt more next year.

The problem is that I’ve not seen even one honey bee. The pollinating is being done by, of all things, Tomato Wasps, you know, the ol’ Braconid wasp, since I had lots of tomato plants just at this spot last year. But what happened to the honey bees? I do see plenty of hives around WNC, but I don’t know if they are active anymore. I’ve never seen people tending to them, and they look to be relics of the past, before the catastrophe. Most honey bees were wiped out by a honey bee plague quite a few years ago, threatening agriculture.

Hey! An opportunity to do a service to the neighborhood! In a long distant previous life – many decades ago – I used to care for a half dozen hives with bees of the Italian variety.

There’re a zillion references to honey and bees in the Sacred Scriptures, and right throughout the history of the Church. I’m tempted to get one hive. This will take some research and planning and placement logistics.

  • MY QUESTION IS THIS: What’s the variety of bee that is the best for a tiny operation nowadays, after the catastrophe?

Regarding Flowers for the Immaculate Conception, there’re a lot of logistics going into any flowers, wild or domesticated, especially including honey bees…

Analogy: When giving souls as flowers to the Immaculate Conception there are logistics in the background that have to be taking place, as in priests who provide the sweetness of the Mannah from Heaven, sweet as honey, from the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass and the Sacraments even and especially during times of idiocy such as the Covid-19 lockdowns. Any good wrought by any priests is actually through Mary’s intercession with her Divine Son, Christ Jesus. But there seems to be very few priests who are willing to be the worker bees.

So, we need bee hives, Seminaries, that don’t churn out compromised candidates, but rather young men who are well formed to be dedicated unto death to Christ Jesus, all the doctrine, all the morality, all goodness and kindness and fortitude and conviction and ability to lead, you know, without being given over to the disease of Modernism and all the catastrophic doctrinal and moral heresies of the day wiping out the bees, as it were, and because of that, eliminating the sweetness of the harvest of souls for our Lord.

Jesus commanded that we are to pray the Harvest Master to send out laborers to the harvest. So, we need to get the Rosary going, all those Hail Mary roses, flowers for the Immaculate Conception.

Here in Charlotte Diocese, we have a great Seminary with the best seminarians, best formators, best staff, best administration, best diocese. That’s taken many Rosaries. And we have to sustain them. Hail Mary…

  • Anyway, back to encouraging giving actual flowers to the Immaculate Conception, and the logistics for that: What’s the variety of bee that is the best for a tiny operation?


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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (Precious Blood, edition)

These are October Beans. As you can imagine, they won’t be ready until even late October, perhaps November. My old neighbor to the hermitage will enjoy seeing that these finally took hold and are growing well. You can’t get them anywhere except from someone who has kept some of the beans from the previous years. Not all of them will take hold. But you only need, say, five to make a nice soup, so big are they.

July 1 was the Feast of the Precious Blood of Jesus, and July is the month of the Precious Blood. October Bean flowers are quite appropriate for Flowers for the Immaculate Conception to honor the Precious Blood, don’t you think? They remind me of what happens with the Franciscans of the Custody of the Holy Land.

Our Lady knows something about those drops of the Precious Blood:


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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (still no police, edition)

Sunday mornings, when I’m on my way back into town from across the mountain, pretty much every Sunday, I slam on the brakes in favor of a guy who is running red lights in town going perhaps three times the speed limit. I watched in horror as he nearly T-boned another vehicle the next street down. That I just happen to see him like this at varying times on Sunday mornings means that he’s probably running up and down main street running streets lights just to do it, actually wanting to hit someone or get hit. But, for some reason, we still have no police.

Also on camera are a very large group of just-graduated High School Seniors who just destroyed the school (just up from the rectory) both outside and inside. Perhaps the administration doesn’t want to bring this matter further, you know, because hopefully this doesn’t speak to the character of students (or the type of education they dished out to them) but it was just a being caught up in the situation kind of thing, you know, like those who raped and killed and committed arson during the riots all over the country. And anyway, for some reason, we still have no police.

I think I saw some of this group the other day at the supermarket. It was not a good scene. I was fully expecting they were going to start throwing all the products onto the floor all over the store. It sounded like they had started a fight with a customer just one aisle over from me. Very loud. Very obnoxious. Full adrenaline for them, like they had also just snorted up cocaine. One of them got a pack of high-energy drinks. Not sure if he bought them. Then they were gone, just like that. Thank goodness they didn’t escalate stupidity. And anyway, for some reason, we still have no police.

I could go on, but you get the idea.

Meanwhile, here’s a picture of flowers that are next to the statue of the Immaculate Conception out on the front steps of the rectory, you know, also next to the Thin Blue Line flag (most appreciated by county law-enforcement). Why is that?

Because Mary was immaculate, had purity of heart and agility of soul and clarity of vision and profundity of understanding, she saw all the horror of her day and ours. She knew that while secular policing was necessary, it is conversion of heart and mind and soul to God which is the only way, and it is for that which she interceded. Remember the (one time) Chinese Communist Party guy who said that without God society needs an almost infinite number of police just to barely be able to survive, while a society with God needs very few police, as people police their own actions by the grace of God. But anyway, for some reason, we still have no police on active duty, not even one officer, and that’s not because everyone in town is a believer, that’s for sure. We need police.

And while Jesus’ dearest mother is surely interceding for the conversion of souls, she is also interceding with her Son that have our police department restored. Here’s flowers for you, Mary.

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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (1000+ miles – or not – edition)

This week is seeing crazy mileage put on both Tessy the Toyota and Sassy the Subaru, with hundreds of miles each foray out and about, adding up to 1000+ miles. The Day Off on Tuesday as always, went morning to night. Wednesday was all about Father Michael Kottar, RIP, his funeral. Hail Mary… Saturday there are ordinations to the transitional diaconate. Hail Mary… A couple of Saturdays later we have ordinations to the priesthood. Hail Mary…

The top photo was taken during delivery of firewood. The one just above was seen up in the back ridges of these Appalachian Blue Mountains, because, of course, these are Mountain Laurel.

Meanwhile, it seems to me that it’s a good thing to always have one’s eyes peeled for Flowers for the Immaculate Conception. It’s always an occasion to lift up one’s heart and mind to all that which is good and holy. And that, of course, provides for an occasion for an examination of conscience, contrasting the availability of nature created by God to do what it is supposed to do, and us, in our fallen human nature, whereby we cannot of ourselves be available to do what we are supposed to do with free will, you know, unless we are receptive of the grace God provides. We also have such occasions, even with trips adding up to 1000+ miles:

  • “If I ascend to the heavens, you are there; if I lie down in Sheol, you are there too. If I fly with the wings of dawn and alight beyond the sea, Even there your hand will guide me, your right hand hold me fast. If I say, “Surely darkness shall hide me, and night shall be my light” — Darkness is not dark for you, and night shines as the day. Darkness and light are but one. You formed my inmost being; you knit me in my mother’s womb. I praise you, so wonderfully you made me; wonderful are your works! My very self you knew; my bones were not hidden from you, When I was being made in secret, fashioned as in the depths of the earth. Your eyes foresaw my actions; in your book all are written down; my days were shaped, before one came to be. How precious to me are your designs, O God; how vast the sum of them! Were I to count, they would outnumber the sands; to finish, I would need eternity.” Psalm 139:8-18

In other words, we needn’t travel anywhere to get Flowers for the Immaculate Conception. We ourselves with God’s grace can be flowers for the Immaculate Conception, and those flowers are most acceptable, with Jesus and His good mom working together to give us the opportunity…


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[8] Memorial Day [Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (Morris Gordon, edition)

These flowers, acquired in memory of dearest Morris Gordon, had a rough life, as did he. However, almost dead from freezing and wild conditions, this rose has come back to life. And we quite frequently offer Holy Mass for the repose of his soul and then also for his wife, who is very much alive. Long time readers will remember this video:

Skip to 1 hour 29 minutes: 52 seconds mark (I tried to copy the URL at that time, but I’m not techy).

Morris is Jewish. I can identify with that! By the way, Jesus is Jewish, and so is His Immaculate Mother.

And just to remind people of a couple of things:

  • “They are Israelites; theirs the adoption, the glory, the covenants, the giving of the law, the worship, and the promises; theirs the patriarchs, and from them, according to the flesh, is the Messiah. God who is over all be blessed forever. Amen.” (Romans 9:4-5)

And specifically, for this post on Flowers for the Immaculate Conception, we read this about the dearest Mother of the Redeemer:

  • “Who is this that comes forth as the morning rising, fair as the moon and bright as the sun, resplendent as an army set in battle array?” (Song of Solomon 6:10)

So, a flower for you Mary, and in this case, a Morris Gordon rose.

Why this post is tagged for Memorial Day when we are supposed to remember the fallen in war? Because we should also remember WHY these men laid down their lives, that is, to save our friends from demonic atrocities.

Here’s the deal: we don’t have heroes just to say, “Look at them! And I’m pointing them out!” an exercise in virtue signaling. No, no. That’s all hypocrisy unless we strive to follow the example of those who were ready to lay down their lives for their friends, and then did just that. Love of God, love of neighbor. It’s all Judeo-Catholic. And we will fight for that. Thanks to the fallen in war. Thanks to Morris. Thanks to Jesus’ good mom, who as a supreme warrior, stood next to her dear Son, who will come to judge the living and the dead and world by fire. Amen. Maranatha! Come Lord Jesus!

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[6] Memorial Day [Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (St Therese, ed.)

Paying one last visit to the cemetery Memorial Day just before nightfall, I noticed a statue of Saint Therese that I never noticed previously. Her full religious name was Therese of the Child Jesus and the Holy Face, recalling childlike simplicity of holiness and integrity and honesty so fierce that being in solidarity with the sufferings of Jesus for us is possible, and with enthusiasm. Her nickname – the Little Flower – is due to her description of herself amongst others of Jesus’ Little Flock. She’s depicted as cradling a crucifix in a bouquet of flowers. Mind you, these flowers are for Jesus, in His childlike obedience to the Father regarding His Passion and Death, so that He might give these to the Immaculate Conception, His dearest Mother and ours, as she stood under the Cross. You know the drill:

Mary is the warrior with her divine Son, in a battle, a war, over against Satan, the fierceness of whom all warriors do well to carry in their souls. In laying down their lives for the good of mankind, they will have Jesus’ good mom to welcome them into the eternal habitations. Flowers for you, Mary.

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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (October Bean warfare, edition)

These October Beans are catching on now, though they had a very rough start with white mold, etc. They are already putting out blossoms. Uh-oh. There must be something about October Bean blossoms that attract murderous wars of the creatures pictured below (an older picture from near the hermitage of yore) …

As the vines grow up high and wide, hopefully, there will be perhaps a hundred some blossoms (with future beans), and that will attract Humming Birds. I’ve never seen more frightening “dog-fights” than Humming Bird dog-fights over October Bean blossoms, and my dad was a highly decorated USMC fighter-attack Corsair Squadron Commander.


Just some entertainment supplied by Immaculate Mary’s Divine Son, Jesus, for her.

What? You think Jesus’ good mom wouldn’t appreciate her Son’s good creation?

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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (Donna Kaup, edition)

Memories of Donna (R.I.P.) include a zillion times that she supplied actual flowers for the Immaculate Conception. They would go in the little chapel of the hermitage next to the statue of the Immaculate Conception. Donna got us the Monstrance for Adoration of the Blessed Sacrament that you see above. She also got us our chalice. She got us the votive candles right through the years.

Meanwhile, Jesus called her home. After the funeral, I stopped at the homestead, where I took a picture of this as her husband spoke to me about her comments on these continuously flowering flowers on the trees out front. He said that this picture better show up on my blog:

Nice. But here’s the truth of it: Donna prayed the Rosary, a lot, and for priests, even for yours truly. I am forever indebted. Thanks, Donna. Those Rosaries are really lots of most acceptable flowers to the Immaculate Conception.


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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (always and every time, edition)

So, of course, Jesus, without whom nothing was created, nothing exists, did create the universe in view of His Immaculate Mother. It just cannot be that the ecosystem we have was not wrought in view of her. How could it be that we who notice such beauty in nature do not immediate offer all of this to Jesus’ good mom, so that Jesus provides us the opportunity to give something to His mother? The flowers above were seen the other day on Communion calls in axle-breaking gullies in between ridges. I love it.

But there are more flowers for the Immaculate Conception than mere flowers. There are flowers of suffering while remaining in trust of Jesus’ mercy based on justice.

  • Mankind experiences wretched suffering and death because of Adam’s bad usage of free will. God didn’t “create” suffering and death. It is justice that such wretched consequences of original sin be experienced as these effects of sin are freely chosen with the sin.
  • To bring us back around to be the good children of God and be on our way to heaven, to elicit our assent to goodness and kindness of God, our assent to receiving mercy instead of remaining cynical, God Himself has to satisfy His own justice, coming into this world to stand in our place, the Innocent for the guilty, taking on the death we deserve, the worst we can give out.
  • Reception of that mercy, of that forgiveness, which Jesus offers us so very credibly from the cross, with this mercy founded on justice, He bearing the wounds of hate we inflict on each other, doesn’t mean that while we are in this world the effects of sin chosen with the sin will be removed from us, you know, before we get to heaven and all these wretched effects of sin will be removed from us, providing us with the fulness of the freedom of the children of God, bearing without any burden the indwelling of the Most Holy Trinity, we being then the tabernacles of the Holy Spirit. But while we are here in this world, although we are forgiven having been out-of-friendship with God because of original sin, and because whatever of our own sin, we still suffer through weakness of mind, weakness of will, feelings and emotions in chaos, sickness and death.
  • Whatever of all that weakness and sickness and death, we can choose to the right thing with our free will, keeping the commandments, loving God and neighbor, even if tempted in such darkness. This speaks to us of the greatness of the love of God within us, stronger than temptation, stronger than our weakness, stronger than sickness and death, strong enough to bring us to heaven out of this hell of chaos.
  • And bearing the life of God within us in this fallen world, His light shining out from our otherwise-would-have-been-darkness, everything in fallen human nature militating against us, but bearing this life of God amidst it all, already having a foretaste of heaven in this steadfastness, we can also experience an enthusiasm which we are bidden to have in the last exhortation in the Apocalypse: Maranatha! Come, Lord Jesus! Let’s get this done!

Get what done, you ask? Here’s the deal: we are so very blind to how far our Lord had to reach to get us, and this blindness is His mercy, for if we were to see what His wounds mean all at once we would be crushed by the wretchedness of our fallen human condition and crushed by the weight of the glory of God’s love for us. Jesus only very patiently introduces us to the truth of it all. The task of the spiritual life is to see in all humility just how far Jesus had to reach to get us, all the way into the hell into which we were running as fast as we could go. This is training for heaven, training us up to give the biggest thanksgiving to Jesus in heaven, for that will be our joy, to thank Him. But we can only thank Him if we know what He has done for us, how far He had to reach to get us. If we are humble in His grace, we receive clues, exactly what He calls the cross He commands us to carry, all those effects of original sin chosen with the sin, all the effects of our own sin chosen with the sin, all the weakness of mind, weakness of will, all peripheral chaos of feelings and emotions, all the sickness and death. Great! Let’s do it! Maranatha! Come Lord Jesus!

But there is more, so much more. In the Apocalypse, those words crying out to Jesus to get through all the apocalyptic battle of hell over against heaven so that we are on our way to heaven is set in the aggression of those who entrench in the cowardly “power” they think to have with Satan. We also suffer the aggression of others, horrific aggression. But even in that aggression we can rejoice in the security of that love of God which cannot be ripped from us even in the worst of circumstances, that love of God being strong enough to get us through all suffering and death right unto heaven.

But, to get right to that which will have us truly crucified to ourselves to live for God alone, the need that such others have of God is brought to our souls. It’s not that the despair of others, the darkness of others, the cross that others still must carry becomes our own. NO! NEVER! That would be unjust altogether. Instead, the need of others is brought to us by having us, ourselves, carry our own crosses all the better. What that means is that our eyes will be all the more opened as to how far Jesus had to reach to get us. We can always go deeper into this mystery, more deeply into noticing the depths of hell that is to be for all of us except that Jesus is reaching into that hell so as to bring us to heaven. When someone, in the Lord’s good grace, is this humble, this trusting in God, utterly dead to trusting in ourselves so uselessly, this is when such a soul is so growing in saintliness, in the very life and friendship of God, that the very fact that they are in this world and still nevertheless with God itself becomes an act of intercession for the whole world, even for those who are otherwise lost to hell. They also can be snatched from hell to become the good children of Mary, with Jesus, and with Him be given as a gift to our heavenly Father.

We ourselves become flowers for the Immaculate Conception in this way. The trick to see these flowers even in the worst of sinners is to never write anyone off, saying that Jesus’ hard won grace of redemption is impossible for them to receive. That would be to insult Jesus, Mary’s good Son. Interceding for all those whom God wants us to intercede for – and what do we know? – we leave that up to God – is to give flowers to the Immaculate Conception. We have zero idea, methinks, about the multitudes who will make it to heaven because of our meagre intercession for them. We might never see it in this life, with them perhaps turning to Jesus, sincerely, at the hour of death, but we will see it in the next life. So many flowers. So, flowers for you, dearest Mary.

Would you like to see such human flowers for the Immaculate Conception, always and every time? You think this is beyond you? Don’t think that way. That would also be an insult against Jesus’ patience and grace.

Start small. Ask your guardian angel that when you see any flower, anywhere, anytime upon this earth, that you will recognize this as your opportunity from Jesus to “give” that flower to His good mom, the Immaculate Conception. When you got that as part of your God-given spiritual life – this being a grace – go ahead and ask your guardian angel to smack you down such that you see fallen human beings as at least potential flowers for the Immaculate Conception and treat them with the knowledge that Jesus also won for them the grace of redemption (even if we do not know if anyone will also assent to receive the grace of salvation). Regardless of that, our meagre intercession but in Jesus’ grace will be magnificent flowers for the Immaculate Conception. So, again, flowers for you, dearest Mary.

Hail Mary


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Re-post: Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (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 (joy of seeing them everywhere, ed.)

Something like the Southern Cross, right?

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Hmmm, three…. a reminder of Faith, Hope and Charity? For me, yes.

And then… the five wounds of the Passion flourishing in our souls, thanks be to God? Yes, another reminder.

Saint Teresa of Avila is all about using nature to remind us of God and who we are before God. There are endless analogies which come to mind. This isn’t fiction or mere imagination. Being creatures of the Creator, we have a sense that creation is created by our Creator. Saint Paul has it that all of creations loudly proclaims our Good Creator (see Romans, chapter 1).

But it isn’t some mere academic exercise. This is personal. I can’t think of anything more manly for a man than to give flowers to the Immaculate Conception.

For instance, the Archangel Michael was not sent to announce to Mary that she is to be the Immaculate, Virgin Mother of God, the one singled out for battle against Satan in Genesis 3:15. No, no. It was the Archangel Gabriel who was sent to her for this announcement from the the throne of the Most High. I get the sense from the Scriptures that Gabriel is the military chief over Michael. The name Gabriel means “the ultra-warrior-hero of God.” Of course the ultimate warrior angel is sent to her who is the one singled out for doing battle over against Satan, she whose Motherhood for the God-Man would have her crush Satan with Him.

I imagine Gabriel coming in fresh from battle, ever so humbly taking a knee before she who is to be the Queen Mother of God, so as to make this announcement. So, yes. Flowers for you Mary.

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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (pansies are flowers; men are men, ed.)

I remember being invited to teach in a major seminary in Australia (that ended up being two seminaries!). The pitch that was given to me is this:

  • “Come to Australia, where Pansies are flowers and men are men.”
  • “Great!” said I. “Sign me up!”

This was to be my first teaching experience at university level. I was having the time of my life. I met so many faithful believers. This is where I learned the Traditional Latin Mass at the behest of the then bishop. So providential for my priesthood through the decades.

  • We have to make men men again.
  • We have to make priests men again.
  • We have to make priests priests again.

There is zero chance of priests being men with the fortitude of sanctifying grace so that they might be in solidarity with Christ Jesus and not run from Calvary without having the same perspective as Jesus, who always had His field of view filled with the sight of His Immaculate Mother.

I do not believe for a second that a priest can be available for the High Priesthood of Christ Jesus without having a filial devotion to Jesus’ good mother. Impossible.

Who can stand with Jesus on Calvary? Only the one man enough to look upon her who – with the clarity of her Immaculate Conception – saw all the sin of all mankind vomited on her Son on the Cross.

  • What priest or bishop is there who does not replace the Immaculate Virgin Mother of God with demon Pachamama, ever so are afraid are they, ever so politically correct are they?
  • What priest or bishop is there who still offers Confessions, Last Rites, Baptism, witnessing of Holy Matrimony, the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass regardless of what any politician has to say?
  • What priest or bishop is there who will refuse Holy Communion to the likes of filthy blood thirsty Biden? etc.

So, flowers for you, dearest Mother Mary. Hail Mary…

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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (only on Communion Calls, edition)

I dunno, but I get the impression that those priests who do not fulfill their duties to provide the Sacraments to the Little Flock of Jesus also don’t have the opportunity to “pick” flowers for the Immaculate Conception that I do, and even if they had the opportunity apart from visiting the elderly and sick and dying at their homes they might well not see what is right in front of them. Bringing Jesus to His Little Flock opens one’s eyes to the maternal goodness of Jesus’ good mom for Jesus’ Little Flock. And one wants to give her the flowers created by her dear Son that we might do just that. So, flowers for you, Mary. Hail Mary…

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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (This ain’t virtue signaling, edition)

So, just in these last days and weeks, Canada has been following Ireland, so that everything is pretty much wide open, but if there are one or two people in church for Holy Mass (this time a Traditional Latin Mass), all hell breaks out and the Covid Police come to smack people down, chasing altar boys into the sacristy (Yikes!) and parishioners thrown out of the church, the police demanding that they want identifying info to put the offenders on “THE LIST” surely turning into “THE BOOK.”

But will this not turn out to be the Book of Life, with those so listed going to heaven, keeping up with the sacraments?

I’m not bragging with these Flowers for the Immaculate Conception. No. It’s easy for me in far, far, far Western North Carolina. Zero law enforcement officers of any agency could care less about Covid, masks, social distancing, whatever. And we have that on film, multiple agencies in a town meeting with extreme lack of social distancing, none of them wearing a mask. So, it’s easy for me to offer Holy Mass for the past year and a half as normal as normal can be. It’s easy for me to provide all the Sacraments for Jesus’ flock. That’s not to virtue signal. No. Any priest by chance in these parts would do the same, all things being equal, right?

For priests in Ireland, Canada, the Vatican, and elsewhere around the world, things aren’t so easy. There is an outright persecution. Would I be as brave as some of them are in persecution? I’m not going to claim that. That’s about God’s grace, and I have no control over that. Without God’s grace, I’m a total idiot.

So, if I’m doing my rounds to provide the Sacraments and I take a picture of flowers for the Immaculate Conception like the picture up top, it’s also as a gift to her on behalf of those who would do this if they could or are smacked down for trying. So, flowers for you, dearest Mary, from us priests around the world. Show yourself to be a mother to us! Monstra te esse Matrem! We pray for those who are ever so afraid afraid afraid afraid afraid. Hail Mary…

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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (and so it begins…)

These are, of course, Better Boy Tomatoes getting ready to bear fruit. There are some tough times coming up this week, with temps threatening to freeze everything. Maybe I’ll provide them some cover from incoming frosty precipitation. But then it looks like summery temps after that.

They set a good example for those called to bear much fruit, fruit that will last, souls for eternal life. But we’re all pretty fragile, and need cover at times – you know, us helping each other – but then the grace of our Lord makes us strong in Himself to bear fruit, fruit that will last.


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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (she’s seen a lot, edition)

This was a good break, these past few days, away with some great priests up in the mountains where such flowers as you see above grow in abundance. How could some of these not be “picked” to give to the Immaculate Conception?

She’s seen so very much. Talking shop with these great priests provided that I myself have seen a bit more. So many stories. So much going on. The glory of God is great. The machinations of the evil one are horrific, but never enough to obscure the Light of Mary’s Divine Son.

Flowers for you, Mary.


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Dogs eating Easter Rabbits & Easter eggs: Humor lightening it up a bit

Shadow-dog, setting a good example, has most excellent over-the-top skill sets in hunting and shredding and then devouring “Easter Rabbits” with their baskets of eggs.

The Easter Rabbit comes from a time of fasting in which no meat at all was eaten during lent, not even rabbits. But now, with rabbits having had time to proliferate during Lent, they are everywhere just waiting to be devoured as part of the celebration of Easter when there is not fasting.

The Easter eggs thing comes from a time of fasting in which no eggs[!] at all were eater during lent. At Easter, there is no such fasting, and everyone would immediately hunt down all the eggs they could find, both eating them and, in their rejoicing that Lent was over because our dear Lord and God and Savior was now risen from the dead, they would decorate those eggs and give them to others, encouraging rejoicing all the more.

Dogs killing Easter Rabbits with baskets of eggs for the devouring of all and sundry. Great! Perfect card for Easter, actually. Kill that meat-rabbit! Eat those eggs!

Happy Easter!

By the way, Shadow-dog has been practicing right along to kill that rabbit and sack the eggs:



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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (Joy while sitting at the tomb, edition)

After the reading of the Passion of Our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ from the Gospel of John at the Good Friday liturgy, aka The Mass of the Presanctified, the rubrical guidance indicates that if there are a few words to be said by the priest, those words are to be brief. I obeyed. Here’s a brief summary:

  • Firstly, I confessed my experience of Good Friday as a kid and until recently. Good Friday was always a super-sorrowful day, with the darkness and heavy weight of the sin of all mankind and mine bearing down… on me. And because it was all about me – and this since I was a kid (I remember everything) – I always tried to distract myself with the rules of fasting and abstinence. That will make it all better, thought I, ever so stupidly. How very lost on the peripheries I have been. Dear Lord, I am so sorry for not being with you in all solidarity.
  • Secondly, I preached up the catastrophic trauma that Jesus’ good mom was going through in witnessing all the sin of all mankind vomited on her Son tortured to death, even while He died for us ungrateful cynical self-centered fallen men, Immaculate Mary being in perfect solidarity with her Son. After Jesus fulfilled all righteousness on behalf of mercy, standing in our place, Innocent for the guilty to have the right in His own justice to forgive us, after He died, she remained traumatized. The Body of her Son was lowered from the cross into her arms…
  • Thirdly, mention was made of Mary the mother of Jesus sitting outside the tomb accompanied by Mary of Magdala. Such a dichotomy. Mary of Magdala was already entirely saintly, and she was utterly in grief, and her accompaniment of Jesus’ good mom was entirely appreciated. But then, I said, Jesus’ mom and the Magdalene went their own ways to await for the Sabbath to pass. Good thing, said I, as it would be too difficult for Jesus’ mom to contain her… joy…
  • Think of it this way (1): Jesus’ mom was in perfect solidarity with her Son. This did not change when Jesus died. Mary rejoiced in her Son’s victory over all of hell broken out on Calvary: her son stayed on the Cross, did not come down. Jesus, her Son, conquered. Sure, it was difficult to see Him in battle. But now He is eternally victorious. This is cause for rejoicing.
  • Think of it this way (2): As we say in the creed, when Jesus died, he descended into hell. We read:
    • ἐν ᾧ καὶ τοῖς ἐν φυλακῇ πνεύμασιν πορευθεὶς ἐκήρυξεν, (1 Peter 3:19) – In [His spirit] He went about proclaiming to the [obviously fallen] spirits in prison.
    • Καὶ ὅταν τελεσθῇ τὰ χίλια ἔτη, λυθήσεται ὁ Σατανᾶς ἐκ τῆς φυλακῆς αὐτοῦ (Apocalypse 20:7) – And when the thousand years are completed, Satan [obviously a fallen spirit] will be released from his prison.

There were fallen angelic spirits and fallen human spirits in the time of Noah (to which Peter refers). The flood was a punishment for such disobedience to the will of God. The disbelievers during the building of the ark are especially the fallen angelic spirits. When Jesus goes to proclaim to them… what is He proclaiming? This proclamation is not necessarily any evangelizing for conversion, but rather proclaiming victory over all of hell that had been broken out on Calvary, over our sin, over death, by His death, by His innocence, by His carrying heaven within Himself.

In hell, in that prison, Jesus is delivering His victory speech, which will in eternity for the fallen spirits the source of eternal spiritual and intellectual frustration, having Satan proceed in writhing in all writhingness, the curse in Genesis, the punishment for those to be in that hell for eternity, even if loosed for a moment before the second coming of Jesus.

Immaculate Mary, having witnessed all hell broken out on Calvary, having seen her Son be victorious by NOT coming down from the Cross, she knew exactly, immediately, what He was doing in those three dark days. And she rejoiced: “That’s my good Son, Jesus, who’s doing that!” Meanwhile, she’s still catastrophically traumatized, yet joyful in her Son’s victory, joyful that the fallen angelic spirits are getting a good tongue lashing that will be their hell for eternity.

How could she tell Mary of Magdala about this. Jesus would let her know about His victory first thing Easter morning. If it is Mary of Magdala that Jesus meets first, it is not because He is ignoring His mother. She was always in perfect solidarity with Him, knowing what He was doing, her Immaculate Heart ever close to His Sacred Heart.

And with that, “my” Good Friday, as it were, is no longer about me — It’s so dark for me… so sad for me… so heavy for me… how do I distract myself? — No, no. Now it’s about rejoicing to be with Mary in solidarity with her Son, rejoicing in His great victory.

Easter is glorious, yes! But the greatest glory — glory unto glory — of God’s Love in Truth is witnessed in all the darkness and sadness of Calvary, but only in solidarity with Mary, with Jesus, rejoicing in the victory over all of hell!

Now when I look at Mary holding Jesus under the cross, having received the forgiveness of her Son at her intercession, it is no longer a question as to whether I am with her, with Him by the grace of redemption and please God salvation, what I see is an invitation to be in solidarity with her, with Jesus, as He goes to make His victory speech in hell, but wanting the fallen human spirits in this world to join with Mary, to join with Jesus in the victory, jumping for joy as Satan is put in his place. Yes!

So, flowers for you, Immaculate Mother, even while you are catastrophically traumatized.

For those fallen human spirits yet in this world, for their conversion: Hail Mary…

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