Life in a small town

In Nomine Jesu Christi … Binding Prayers for use by the Laity

The Times They Are a Changin’, Bob Dylan, 1964

So the biggest sellers in my store these days are toilet paper and condoms. Go figure. We have no coffee shops, no fast food restaurants, no night clubs, no basketball, no hockey, no football, no baseball, no concerts, and no social gatherings … I wonder if this woman on the couch beside me is my wife????

Something to think about while you are “self-isolating” because of the pandemic. A binding prayer for use by the laity:

“In the Name of Jesus Christ, Our Lord and God, we ask Thee to render all spirits impotent, paralyzed and ineffective in attempting to take revenge against anyone of the members of the Auxilium Christianorum, our families, friends, communities, those who pray for us and their family members, or anyone associated with us and for whom the priests of the Auxilium Christianorum pray. We ask Thee to bind all evil spirits, all powers in the air, the water, the ground, the fire, under ground, or wherever they exercise their powers, any satanic forces in nature and any and all emissaries of the satanic headquarters. We ask Thee to bind by Thy Precious Blood all of the attributes, aspects and characteristics, interactions, communications and deceitful games of the evil spirits. We ask Thee to break any and all bonds, ties and attachments in the Name of the Father, and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.”

Or, in Latin:

“In Nomine Jesu Christi, Domini et Dei nostri, Te deprecamur efficere omnes spiritus esse impotentes, paralyticos, debiles in conatu ulcisci in ulla membra Auxilii Christianorum, familias, amicos, communitates eorum , pro nobis orantes familiasque illorum vel quicumque additus nobis et quibus sacerdotes Auxilii Christianorum orarent. Ligamus omnes spiritus malignos, omnes potentias in aere, aqua, terra, igne, sub terra vel ubicumque viribus suis utantur, et ullam copiam satanicam in natura et ullos emissarios pretorii satanici. Ligamus, in Pretiosissimo Sanguine Jesus, omnes attributa, idos, vulticulos, adjuncta, interactiones ludusque dolosos spirituum malignorum. Fregimus ulla et omnia ligamina, et adplicationes in nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti. Amen”

Father Chad A. Ripperger, Deliverance Prayers: For Use by the Laity (pp. 95-96). Sensus Traditionis Press. Kindle Edition.

Life goes on, and a year from now everyone will be pretending they weren’t freaking out in March and wondering how to deal with all the new babies …Hehehe.

Cheers

Joe

Sunrise on The Last Day

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Pen as Sword - Social Commentary

Sunday Morning …

-1 degree C, or about 31 F. All is calm, all is bright. No it’s not Christmas yet, but a new sun is shining brightly in a crystal clear cloudless sky, not a breath of wind and everything is covered in a thick blanket of new fallen snow, approximately 6 inches according to my antique wooden 12″ ruler which I used when I went out this AM to start the truck.

At 07:00 there was silence, no traffic, no people, no sign of life anywhere, just the beginning of dripping icicles and melting roofs and steam rising in the morning sun where it first touched the rooftops. the forecast calls for +25 by Tuesday. Deep breath.

The Sound of Silence, Simon & Garfunkel, 1964

Today is Good Shepherd Sunday, so called because of the nature and content of the readings regarding the Good Shepherd laying down his life to protect his sheep. And earlier in the week we hear from John 6:32 “My Father gives you the true bread from heaven“.  Jesus tries to teach us that we set our sights too low, that we have blinders on.  He has so much more in store for us than ordinary bread.

Remi Brague, French Catholic philosopher and winner of the prestigious Ratzinger Prize, in a lecture at the University of St. Thomas,  suggested that the “secular” are those whose lives are defined by a horizon of a hundred years. “That is simply what the word ‘secular’ means,” he declared.

In this simple statement we see the difference between a “secular” view of the world as opposed to one whose vantage point is “eternity”. “1940 – Christianity is finished. Communism is the future”.  “The march of progress – think of the good we might gain from killing this embryo.”  “Witness our current fancy for relativising  and destroying human dignity – the disposable asset called Man“.  “A never ending frenetic pursuit of a theoretical utopia, or never ending despair, cynicism and nihilism when the latest utopia proves illusory”. The next big thing, the next big catastrophe.

The Times They Are a Changin’, Bob Dylan, 1964

From a genuine  historical point of view, current, secular, cultural accomplishments disappear almost over night. We look around and they are gone. Liberal socialism, a decaying leper. Liberal Democracy, reality programming for dummies, who will we vote off the island now.  Communism, dead as a door-nail and taking millions with it. Atheism, screaming loudly as it swirls towards the drain.

Social medicine, unsustainable. Fossil fuels, killing the planet. Social Assistance and food stamps, slavery for life. “Public Education”, dumb down, dumb down, dumb down into daycare for post natal infants. Social Credit, gone. Whigs & Tories, unrecognizable. WWII – why?  Hitler, gone. Stalin, gone. Pol Pot, gone. Mao, gone. The dirty 30’s, the roaring 20’s, WWI the Great War – what was so great?  The sun never sets on the British Empire, Long live the Queen. Hearts of Oak, Rule Britannia.

Hapsburgs, The Third Republic, the second republic, La Republic, Liberte Egalite Fraternite, gone, all gone. The Holy Roman Empire, the original Roman Empire. All gone, pick your 100 years,  whatever you thought was the current great is like this morning’s snow, starting out hushed and pristine white and degenerating into a sloppy muddy mess requiring cleanup.

Desolation Row, My Chemical Romance, 2009

So through it all, if you take the long view, the eternal view, what we see is a continuous battle of good against no good, of God against no god.  All the rest is sound and fury, lipstick on a pig and without the long view we are trapped in the sound and fury, putting our lipstick on, getting ready for the next dance.

So which side do you choose?  God or no god?  That is really the only choice. Choose wisely for the sake of eternity.

Dominus Vobiscum

Hallelujah, Leonard Cohen, 1984

Joe

Son rise ...

Son rise …

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