The above is a picture I recently took while walking and praying my Divine Office (Psalms) at a rather-empty beach in Florida.  It always brings me so much peace. Most of you do not know this, but several times in seminary I felt called to leave my studies for the Catholic priesthood and go live as a homeless, celibate, Catholic preacher in front of abortion centers in Florida.  I felt called to live as a mendicant (beggar) without marriage, but also without Holy Orders.  Now as a priest doing some of those things as a monk-missionary on my own, I have also been overwhelmed by the issues of politics that pertains only to the priesthood. Some of my recent crosses have been getting raked over the coals by the liberal media, figuring out what happened with an issue with my [...]

The above is a picture of my friend, Fr. Fidelis CFR, being arrested for his pro-life work.  For peaceful pro-life work, I have been arrested in Wash DC and New Jersey with Fr. Fidelis under a group called Red Rose Rescue (RRR.)  I thought I was pro-life before I met those associated with RRR.  But the way that RRR changed my thinking was this:  Whereas most pro-life organizations know in their brains that the unborn are really children, the members of RRR know in their hearts that children are really being killed. Here's what I mean:  Imagine if you found out in the nearest big city that somewhere downtown there was a conveyer-belt with three-year old toddlers on it, and these kids were were systematically rolled-out under a machine which crushed them with a sledgehammer.  Imagine you find this was [...]

I have conglomerated these lines from Holy Scripture which help me in times of false-accusations.  You might want to save them to a note app, too: Blessed are you when others revile you and persecute you and utter all kinds of evil against you falsely on my account. Rejoice and be glad, for your reward is great in heaven, for so they persecuted the prophets who were before you.—Mt 5:11-12 Beloved, never avenge yourselves, but leave it to the wrath of God, for it is written, “Vengeance is mine, I will repay, says the Lord.” To the contrary, “if your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give him something to drink; for by so doing you will heap burning coals on his head.” Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good.—Rom 12:19-21 Three times [...]

The above pic is a statue of Our Lady that remained standing amidst the recent Hawaii fires of 2023. (It was all over social-media, so if you know the original source, I’ll happily give photo-credit.) My favorite line in St. Louis De Montfort’s description of the saints of the final days of the Catholic Church goes like this: “They will have the two-edged sword of the Word of God in their mouths and the bloodstained standard of the Cross on their shoulders. They will carry the crucifix in their right hand and the Rosary in their left, and the holy names of Jesus and Mary on their heart.”—Thunderclouds of Mary, St. Louis De Montfort. But more recently, I have been thinking about a less spectacular line: “Attached to nothing, surprised at nothing, troubled at nothing, they will shower down the [...]

Except for the Blessed Virgin Mary, I would say that my favorite saint is the Apostle Paul.  Why is that? Blaise Pascal once wrote, "The heart has its reasons of which reason knows nothing." So, of course not everything can be identified. But here's a few reasons: St. Paul was the "Chosen Channel" and the "Standard Bearer" of the entire Gospel of Love.  He chose to know nothing among you except Jesus Christ, and Him crucified (1 Cor 2:2.) Christ Himself chose him to transmit the Gospel over the whole Mediterranean region nearly 2,000 years ago. With Christian-radio being played in my house all during the time growing up, I learned to love St. Paul from an early age.  As I said on a recent podcast, my Catholic grade-school education was very much based in social justice, but at least [...]

Not that anyone has ever challenged me on this, so I don't know why I repeat myself on this, but my donors do not pay for my pilgrimages. When I go on a professionally led-pilgrimage, the other lay pilgrims pay the way of the priest. This is quite common in the Catholic world. But, as always, I do thank you my donors for all your generosity to me for my normal room and board and ministry. We still have some openings for a pilgrimage I will help lead to the Holy Land with Jesse Romero in October 2023. You can find details here. Dr. Taylor Marshall invited me to be one of the two chaplains for a Latin Mass pilgrimage to the Marian Shrines of Portugal, France and Spain. He asked me to be a chaplain along with a traditional [...]

My brother in law, Luke, in an Alaska charter fisherman for four months a year. His boat is seen above. He takes clients to catch salmon and halibut in Southeast Alaska. His wife (my sister) goes up there with their five kids to overlap with him about three of those four months. The rest of the year, they live in Denver (as do I.)  The last time I was up there I was just a newly ordained priest. Luke and I were half-joking and half-serious how much simpler it was when I last visited around 2012. He and my sister had only one daughter. They had not yet had their treasure of a daughter born profoundly deaf (seen in the headband with cochlear implants below, about whom my sister wrote Remedies for Sorrow, published by Penguin Random House just this [...]

Earlier today, some conservative non-traditional Catholics on Twitter got mad at me for pointing out that what Pope John Paul II did in Assisi in 1986 was just as bad (or almost as bad) as the Pachamama event of 2019.  If you doubt the evil of Assisi '86, read this OnePeterFive article.  One paragraph in that article explains one of the most horrendous things that happened in Assisi in 1986: At this meeting, under [Pope John Paul II's] presidency, representatives of many Christian churches, together with an assortment of Hindus, Tibetan lamas, Japanese bonzes, tribal snake worshippers, and animists of all sorts performed their respective rites, some of the less mainstream officiants showing a little embarrassment at having to exhibit their customs outside the privacy of their native groves. For a day, the town of St. Francis was given over [...]

If I met me, the question I would ask me is:  What do you do all day?  As I said on a recent podcast, the hermit-thing isn't a total farce or lurk.  I keep mornings entirely for prayer and exercise.  Doing the old Divine Office means a few hours of Psalms in Latin every day.  Perhaps because I didn't learn the old Roman Breviary in seminary (for we did the Liturgy of the Hours—something we traditionalists now call the Liturgy of the Minutes—since it is so short!) I didn't carve enough time out of my day at the beginning of my religious life for both several hours of prayer and daily exercise.  Or perhaps I just get cabin fever in my condo-hermitage. Either way, I go walking and praying as one event most days.  A large part of my day [...]