Archive for April 5, 2024

The Penultimate day of the Divine Mercy Novena:

Today bring to Me THE SOULS WHO ARE DETAINED IN PURGATORY, and immerse them in the abyss of My mercy. Let the torrents of My Blood cool down their scorching flames. All these souls are greatly loved by Me. They are making retribution to My justice. It is in your power to bring them relief. Draw all the indulgences from the treasury of My Church and offer them on their behalf. Oh, if you only knew the torments they suffer, you would continually offer for them the alms of the spirit and pay off their debt to My justice.

Most Merciful Jesus, You Yourself have said that You desire mercy; so I bring into the abode of Your Most Compassionate Heart the souls in Purgatory, souls who are very dear to You, and yet, who must make retribution to Your justice. May the streams of Blood and Water which gushed forth from Your Heart put out the flames of Purgatory, that there, too, the power of Your mercy may be celebrated.

Eternal Father, turn Your merciful gaze upon the souls suffering in Purgatory, who are enfolded in the Most Compassionate Heart of Jesus. I beg You, by the sorrowful Passion of Jesus Your Son, and by all the bitterness with which His most sacred Soul was flooded: Manifest Your mercy to the souls who are under Your just scrutiny. Look upon them in no other way but only through the Wounds of Jesus, Your dearly beloved Son; for we firmly believe that there is no limit to Your goodness and compassion. Amen.

At the conclusion of the prayers pray the chaplet. Instructions are here.

The site for the National Shrine of Divine Mercy is here.

11th Doctor: You know, since we’re talking with mouths, not really an opportunity that comes along very often, I just want to say, you know, you have never been very reliable.
The Tardis (In Idris’ body): And you have?
11th Doctor: You didn’t always take me where I wanted to go.
The Tardis (In Idris’ body): No, but I always took you where you needed to go.

Doctor Who: The Doctor’s Wife 2012

This morning I saw something on twitter that jumped out at me. The story of a Nebraska state Senator, an Irish Catholic Democrat who finally decided to join the side he was on when it was made clear to him by the party he had stuck with all his life that if he was pro-life he was not welcome or to be supported:

It instantly brought back memories of my first CPAC back when it was held in DC proper. I had gone to McDonalds because it was so much cheaper than the food inside (wonder if it still is today) and I hit me to interview the transit workers at the subway spot who were Democrats and Obama Supporters as they were completely different than the folks I was interviewing inside

I asked them why they were Democrats and one of them turned the tables on me and asked why I was a republican so I turned the camera on myself and gave an answer that sounded a lot like Mike McDonnell’s (about 58 seconds in)

It hit me that all of these videos had so few views now after having so many before on Youtube before I was banned and that I had gone from nearly 1000 subscribers and being ready to finally monetize the platform (I was banned when I reached 998 subscribers) to just a few dozen on Rumble with so much of my work that I did over the course of 13 years now unseen.

Of course this was the time when I was doing subscriber commentaries (that’s what Youtube used to ban me fyi) and I found one of them that I had put out as a “free” commentary to attract subscribers and is one of the better things I did.

Ah the days before my front left implant fell out

The commentary is on responsibility and how we’ve become a society of Narcissists (and BOY have we gotten worse since) but what really hit me was the Tip Jar pitch and the irony of the results.

At that time I was rising and making my pitch to rise higher but as I listed to that commentary again it occurred to me that for all the moaning I’ve done over the loss of my shift and job worries of today, if that pitch had been successful, if I had a large following and had been able to make a good living as a commentator covering events and interviewing people I would most certainly be in jail today.

You see if I had made it I would of course have gone to cover the Trump rally on January 6th 2021 covered the speeches and interviewing people there. I would have shot footages of the marches etc and when the people went into the capital I certainly would have gone in interviewing both protesters and police, giving commentary and reporting on events as they happened and uploaded all of it & written about it to inform my readers.

Thus I would have most assuredly been arrested, charged and convicted of whatever this administration and those who control is deemed to accuse of me of. I’d be rotting in a jail in DC awaiting the return of America to the days before political foes were considered enemies of the state, DaWife would likely have lost the house, with my sons taking care of her the best they could, unless they had come with me as assistants and met the same fate as Karl Rove nodded his head in approval.

My failure spared me and my family this fate that a lot of other honorable men have had to face and I’d be lying if I didn’t say I’m glad my family was spared it.

Life turns on little things like then so when I finish my taxes today and look at the various struggles I have to deal with I’m reminded of what faith is.

Faith isn’t believing that God exists. This is a basic fact, faith is having trust that God knows what he is doing even when he hasn’t clued you in.