Grateful

For the Faith. For the Mass. for the Institute. For all the graces showered on me by Christ the King. Thy Kingdom come!

Blessed and happy feast day to you all.

Mei

Miserere

Gary Larson with an Insight into the Collapse of the American Education System?

From The Far Side, of course. Who knew?

Actually, as an insight, to me, the best clue is the word both.

Ohhhh, We’re Halfway There

Livin’ on a prayer.

My oldest son moved out of the house and began his real-man life today. A proud moment for me, and exciting for him. He is out of law school and into a real career.

My oldest daughter got married and left 6 years ago. Another daughter moved to Ft. Worth for her career this Summer. And this Fall, yet another daughter went off to college.

That leaves four at home. Four down, four to go. I miss them all, though obviously their moving on is a very good thing.

With children ranging from 8 to 28, we have been living for a while now in this weird dual life with young children but also with adult children and grandchildren. The house has always seemed full, though, as there have been still seven children at home until this August. Then boom-boom-boom—three more are gone.

Now the place seems empty, and I see how this all ends. Makes me feel a little wistful, if you couldn’t tell. Compounding the feeling today is a freeze warning for our area, which has caused us to bring in ALL the tomatoes, green to red, to prevent them from being lost.

I suppose there is a metaphor there. You have a plan, you see it through, but you don’t expect the end when it comes. And it comes quickly.

I’m grateful. But as I’ve written in the past when friends have departed my life, I can feel that Christ is reminding me that in the end I must detach myself from all creatures and give myself entirely to Him. Thus I can possess Him for all eternity, and gain all else with it.

Livin’ on a prayer.

Amen.

Nearing the End of Days

My hiking boots are, that is to say. I walked the Starkenburg pilgrimage today, 12 weary miles to this flabby old man, but immensely satisfying. My confessor today said to me, “You sound like a man in need of a religious pilgrimage.”

And I did.

Public thanks to Our Lady of Sorrows, honored at this shrine. Thanks, too, to my wonderful bride for rearranging things on our busy schedule to make it possible for me to get away. It was great to see so many friends, old and new, and to have the chance to focus on the important things.

Our Lady of Sorrows, pray for us!

Fourteen Words Are Worth a Thousand Words

This Speech Must Be Read in Light of Fatima

I believe that Russia will be the scourge of us, and then, after its conversion, will be the tool used by Our Lady to save us from the reign of evil under which we now suffer.

Read in full the speech Mary Ann posted over at Les Femmes the Truth blog. Read it with an eye to Fatima. Read it in light of the vision which the Third Secret, still unreleased, explains. Read it in light of the Bishop in White whom the children took to be the pope, and in light of the Holy Father walking through the half-ruined city of Rome on the way to his execution.

Pray that the Holy Father will at long last consecrate Russia to Mary’s Immaculate Heart as she requested.

Please, Our Lady of Fatima, pray for us and deliver us!

Today’s Word on Ft Worth Catholic is…

FATIGUE.

Have a great day!