Two weeks ago, Pope Benedict XVI died.  I have been saying his name in the Memento for the dead every day, but it was recently brought to my attention that I needed to do a requiem Mass for a deceased Pontiff.  Today, I offered a requiem Mass for Pope Benedict XVI, two weeks after his death.  These black vestments were brought to me by Mark who runs the Non Veni Pacem blog, and he attended this Holy Mass.  So did some others in the state I was visiting. It's not my job to canonize or condemn Pope Benedict XVI.  It's our job as Catholics to pray for all our deceased, and he is one of them.  Mark NVP and some traditional priests and Canon212 all brought it to my attention that Pope Benedict XVI was treated worse than a dead [...]

Nota Bene: The beginning of January was going to be for silent retreat, but I'm visiting a family member in the hospital. So, either way, there will be few blogs or podcasts for a little while. Please pray for us. Supreme Court Justice Antonin Scalia's widow, Maureen McCarthy Scalia, walks behind the casket.  p/c Reuters. On 20 February 2016 (about seven years ago) I attended the funeral Mass of Justice Antonin Scalia.  The funeral Mass was preached by his son, Fr. Paul Scalia at the National Shrine of the Immaculate Conception in Washington DC (see both above pictures.) After the funeral Masa, I went across the street in NE DC to have lunch with a Cardinal of South Africa.  I had set this up with his secretary in advance, with knowledge of his arrival in the USA.  Before [...]

If I make it to heaven, I will probably lose the glory for any good work that I bragged about. At least that's what seems clear when Our Lord says at the beginning of chapter 6 of St. Matthew: Beware of practicing your righteousness before other people in order to be seen by them, for then you will have no reward from your Father Who is in heaven. Thus, when you give to the needy, sound no trumpet before you, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and in the streets, that they may be praised by others. Truly, I say to you, they have received their reward.—Mt 6:1-2.  But I also run a charity approved by Church and State, and you (my donors) probably need to know that your money goes to more than an internet ministry.  So, I'll [...]

I went out with a Filipino friend for Korean dumplings today and our server was a 30-year-old woman who barely spoke English. I gave her a Miraculous Medal (with a chain on it, of course) and explained that it was Mary the mother of Jesus, and Jesus promises lots of graces for anyone who wears it. She happily accepted it and she told me she was a Catholic. I asked if she was a Korean (thinking that, since there are lots of Korean Catholics and because we were in a Korean restaurant.) She told me she was Mongolian. Now, I've met Catholics from all over the world, but this truly blew my mind, because for anyone who has traveled, we know that there are barely any Mongolian Catholics. I honestly thought I would die before I met a Mongolian Catholic. [...]

Wednesday morning is my time of praying at the third largest Planned Parenthood in the world.  It is called Park Hill Planned Parenthood, located in the Stapleton neighborhood.   Who is Stapleton?  Ben Stapleton was a 20th century mayor of Denver who was a member of both the Democrat party and the KKK.  (Yes, you read that correctly and can corroborate it in the first paragraph of his Wiki page.)  Here at the Stapleton Planned Parenthood, clinicians surgically kill 10,000 babies a year, as well as countless chemical abortions and now "gender-therapy."  This pre-born killing center is located in a black and hispanic neighborhood, just as a Democrat-Klansman would want. The above image was given to me by the Ton family.  They are also on my Wednesday pro-life team.  It is obviously a large, laminated image of Our Lady of Guadalupe. [...]

Recently, I visited an Eastern Orthodox Monastery in East Texas called Holy Archangels Monastery.  Upon arrival, they were extremely friendly and hospitable.  But they made it mildly clear that I was not on the right path as a Roman Catholic.  And I made it clear we didn't agree on things like the Filioque.  Ironically, for our love of objective truth over friendly interactions, we got along even better than if we had established a peace-pact on false ecumenism.  They were true traditionalists, although of a different tradition.  They received me warmly, especially when they saw I wasn't going to say something stupid like "Isn't it great we all believe basically the same thing?" As I walked through the monastery refrectory, I saw (and smelled) how clean and natural their life was.  It reminded me how healthy was a life of [...]

First of all, I want to thank from the bottom of my heart all of my listeners and readers, all of my benefactors—both material and spiritual.  We who raise our own funds as religious figures are often tempted to thank our spiritual benefactors just as much as our material benefactors—but only as a show to keep the financial donations coming.  Not me anymore.  I have faced enough spiritual attack since my ordination in 2010 that I can not tell you how much more I need prayers and novenas and Masses and especially your fastings even more than financial donations. Still, I am extremely thankful for both groups of donors.  All of you make my life of prayer and teaching possible.  We priests who are called names for being too traditional especially thank you for knowing where your donations go, especially [...]

The amice is the neck and shoulder sweat-guard that is the first item put on by a Roman Catholic priest while vesting for Holy Mass.  The priest touches the amice to his head as a blessing as he prays:  Place upon me, O Lord, the helmet of salvation, that I may overcome the assaults of the devil.  I say that prayer in Latin before every Mass, which is: Impóne, Dómine, cápiti meo gáleam salútis, ad expugnándos diabólicos incúrsus.  After the amice touches the priest's head, he wraps it around his shoulders and ties it across his torso.  Besides being a blessing and a sweat-guard, the amice also covers the cassock (or a habit in my case) with white below the neckline but above the dip in the center-chest of the fiddleback chausible: Monks, however, must cover not only their chest and [...]

This morning my good friend's mother went to her eternal reward.  Earlier this week, I had the privilege of praying the old rite prayers of the Commendation of the Soul.  (I didn't know the above picture was being taken at the time.)  The old rite prayers after the mysteries of holy Extreme Unction and after the Apostolic Pardon are extremely powerful.  Here's an example of the many prayers we prayed and I assure you it's worth reading these examples:  

As most of you know, I went to a normal diocesan seminary.  One of those seminarians was later ordained for a midwest diocese.  On his Facebook profile, he once put up an interesting conversation he had with an older priest.  He asked the older priest if young priests would save the Church.  The old priest said "No, young priests will not save the Church.  Jesus Christ will save His Church."  Of course, the post had hundreds and hundreds of likes. I wanted to "like" it too because it shows that Christ is in charge of His Church.  I also wanted to "like" it because it reminds us priests to be humble (and not clericalistic) before the mystery of a great crisis in the Catholic Church.  But ultimately I did not "like" that FB post because it's a Protestant notion that [...]