“EXCESSIVE sadness seldom springs from any other source than pride.”

— St. Philip Neri

Giotto di Bondone, No. 38 Scenes from the Life of Christ: 22. Ascension (detail) 1304-06

TODAY is the Feast of the Ascension of Christ, which commemorates the stunning and miraculous event witnessed by the Apostles, Mary and more than 100 others outside Jerusalem. Jesus, after instructing his apostles to go into all nations throughout the world, ascended into the heavens, 40 days after his Resurrection.

During forty days after His Resurrection our Lord appeared many times and in diverse places and circumstances to His disciples and others. He walked and talked with them. He permitted them to see and put their hands into His wounds, and He ate with them; thus proving by the most incontestable arguments that He was really risen from the dead, and was again living in His own body. It was also during those forty days that our Saviour gave His Apostles final instructions concerning His Church. (Source)

Jesus told the Apostles that they too would be capable of performing miracles after His departure and he was proven correct. The miracle of his Ascension was additional testimony to His divinity. Only God could suspend the laws of nature in this way.

From a beautiful sermon, “The Ascension of Our Lord,” by the Rev. William Graham:

In the beautiful panorama of hill country that unrolls to the eye of a pilgrim looking eastward from Jerusalem there is no point of view so picturesque or at the same time so rich in sacred memories, as Mount Olivet. Rough and narrow is the stony path winding to its summit, but its many associations more than repay the cost of ascent. On its lower slopes lies the Garden of Olives, lovingly tended by the Franciscan Fathers, who point out the spots in and around where Christ’s agony and prayer began and ended. The brook Cedron that He crossed with His disciples on the sad night of His betrayal He must also have passed in His risen body on His way to the hill, whence while they looked on He was raised up. Alas! a Mohammedan mosque now crowns the spot, and the followers of the prophet point out by favor a stone bearing the imprint of a foot, which, piety suggests, was left by the ascending Christ. Even they, however, reverence the spot consecrated by the last steps on earth of the great prophet Issa.

Since the day when St. Helena built a splendid church on the Holy Hill, whence the ” new ark of alliance” was carried to the ” royal city that is above,” the Church has, every year, on the feast we keep today, solemnly expressed her belief in this final manifestation of Him who ” showed himself alive after his passion, by many proofs, for forty days appearing to them, and speaking of the kingdom of God” (Acts i. 3). “Forty hours,” says St. Thomas, “He lay a corpse in the tomb, and forty days he walked and talked among His friends.”

We all are “glad and rejoice “today in the glory of our crucified and risen Saviour, and our thoughts mount to the rising, cloud-encircling form of the conquering and triumphant Christ as, clothed in His human nature, He moves towards ” light inaccessible.” In the joy we feel in His victory over sin and death, we realize the force of His parting words: “If you loved me, you would indeed be glad, because I go to the Father” (John xiv. 28). Heaven, not earth, was His true goal and resting-place, once He had risen from the grave. It was only out of condescension to the needs of the infant Church that He tarried forty days on earth. Read More »

“CONSIDER FIRST, that our whole mind ought also to be consecrated to divine love, according to the import of that greatest and first commandment of our heavenly Lover. Now, the mind is the seat of thought, and consequently of consideration, meditation, and recollection in God. Wherefore, to love God with our whole mind is to have our thoughts ever turned towards Him; to consider Him; to meditate daily upon Him and His truth, and upon all that relates to Him, or helps to bring the soul to Him; to walk always in His presence; and to keep ourselves recollected in the remembrance of Him. This love of the whole mind was required of all the servants of God even in the old law, and much more in the new, which is the law of love. ˜Thou shalt love the Lord thy God,’ &c., said He, Deut. vi. ‘and these words which I command thee this day shall be in thy heart and thou shalt tell them to thy children, and thou shalt meditate upon them sitting in thy house and walking on thy journey, sleeping, rising; and thou shalt bind them as a sign upon thy hand, and they shall be and shall move between thy eyes, and thou shalt write them on the doors of thy house.’ See, my soul, how strongly thy God inculcates the perpetual remembrance of Him and of His divine law; but more especially of the great commandment of love, which is the fulfilling of the whole law. See how He expects that thy whole mind should be ever full of Him. Read More »

SOMETIMES you suddenly and for no reason think of people you haven’t seen in years, the friends that drifted away. Recently, I was thinking about a family that used to live on our street. They moved to a nicer neighborhood a few miles away — oh, boy, it was about 15 years ago — and we gradually lost touch.

I was thinking about her, the mother of two boys roughly the same age as our boys. I always liked her. “Maybe I will knock on their door,” I thought. “I’ll just show up and say, ‘Remember me?” Read More »

SOME news stories about the alleged Robb Elementary School shooting were posted on the Internet before the event. Wikipedia posted a full page on the shooting, complete with map of school campus the day of the event.

HERE is a beautiful American love song, dedicated to my husband, on the occasion of our 35th wedding anniversary.

We’ve lived on the same street for many years now. I still remember when we didn’t, and would rather be here, on the street where he lives.

People stop and stare
They don’t bother me,
For there’s no where else on earth
That I would rather be

Let the time go by,
I won’t care if I
Can be here on the street where you live Read More »

“WHEN I was a teenager, people with looser morals in the area of sex tended to characterize those with more conservative attitudes as prudes or killjoys.  The attitude was that of the frat boy who pities the nerd or bookworm who doesn’t know how to have a good time. Nowadays the mentality is instead like that of a Bizarro-world Cotton Mather, or perhaps a mashup of Hugh Hefner and Mao Zedong.  Critics of the sexual revolution are treated as agents of the devil or enemies of the people – bigots, haters, oppressors who must be hounded and silenced.

[…]

“It is … worth noting that as the sexual revolution has progressed, it has led to claims ever more bizarre and manifestly preposterous – such as the claim that the biological distinction between male and female is bogus and an expression of mere bigotry. How could anyone seriously believe such nonsense?  The motive for wanting to believe it is not mysterious, since one might have gotten oneself locked into sexual vices so extreme that their rationalization requires such an absurd thesis.  But how could one fool oneself into actually believing it?  Here too a kind of Bizarro-world moralism rides to the rescue.  If one can whip oneself up into a self-righteous frenzy that directs attention away from the absurdity of one’s belief and onto the purported bigotry of those who deny it, then the belief can (perhaps just barely) be sustained.  And the more manifestly absurd the belief, the more moralistically shrill will be the rhetorical defense of it, because rhetorical force has to make up for the lack of any rational basis.

“We might call this the law of compensatory moralism: The more manifestly shameful or absurd one’s sexual vices, the more shrilly moralistic one will tend to be in attacking those who object to them, so as to compensate psychologically for one’s own deep-down awareness of this shamefulness and absurdity.”

–– Edward Feser, “Psychoanalyzing the Sexual Revolutionary“

“ASK Mary to obtain for you the grace of a clear, practical knowledge of your nothingness. You have inherited the seed of pride from Adam; hence, the road to self-knowledge is rough and hard. But Mary is your Mother, if she is with you, everything will become easier and sweeter.”

(Memento Mori)

A partially weeded section of our front yard. I’m trying, for Pete’s sake!!

SPRING is a time of combat, at least here in suburban Pennsylvania. The greens are on the move. They are lush, vibrant and unstoppable. Lilacs, azaleas, verdant lawns and an infinitude of flowering plants fill our lungs with their sweet, restoring exhalations.

But the weeds have returned too, amassed in military-style battalions with age-old strategies of invasion and conquest, some operating with sneak attacks or guerilla warfare, others blitzkrieg-ing entire neighborhoods within a few hours.

They may have delicate and colorful flowers. They may be as fragrant as expensive perfumes, but they will spread and dominate all other plants if they get their way. They  mean to conquer. In May, invasive vines would wrap their tendrils around our necks at night if we let them do what they naturally do and if we did not engage in backbreaking battles with them, like mariners in a storm holding the sails against the towering waves crashing over our heads. I have seen grape vine trying to get in our bedroom windows. I have told my husband that if I die before him, he must evacuate the property immediately. Otherwise he will be murdered by honeysuckle. I currently have Weed-Induced Cardio-Muscular-Skeletal Fatigue Syndrome.

The people who defend weeds and say they should generally be left alone are barbarians with no appreciation for order and beauty. You cannot love some plants unless you hate others.

We can’t shoot weeds with guns unfortunately and we shouldn’t douse them in chemical poisons, except in exceptional cases, because that would be to engage in an unfair advantage over them. Bombing our yards is a tempting idea, but probably too destructive. Sometimes there is no choice but to-the-death wrestling matches. This is war, but no victory is final. Cardboard can do a lot to stifle weeds and now that Amazon has put everyone else out of business every yard in existence could be paved with cardboard. But there is no trick to overcoming weeds completely except the unpleasant, boring, hand-to-root struggle. Weeds, especially those with roots that seem to traverse miles into the bowels of the earth, are a disturbingly persuasive argument for the institution of human slavery. I’m going to go so far as to say, weeds created slavery in the dawning years of agriculture, eons before Monsanto was causing human cancer with its herbicides. It’s only when I’m weeding that I have outrageous sympathies with plantation owners and contemplate how sweet spring would be if I only owned two nice slaves. (I know I would treat them better than Amazon treats its slaves.)

Weeds are a reminder that something has fundamentally gone wrong in Paradise. Nature has mixed feelings about us. Weeds are also a reminder that if you don’t attack a problem at its roots, you will not overcome it, a lesson that can be applied to every other arena of life. Pull its shoots and a weed will return, positively energized by the pruning. Attack the symptoms of a disease only and it will likely return with a vengeance.

If you are ever tempted to despair by the vindictive powers of unwanted vegetation, please remember that if the forces that make weeds so lush and abundant did not exist — if the warm temperatures and abundant rains never came — neither would the plants that claim our affections. In deserts, there are no weeds and there are no gardens either. I have no idea what people who live in deserts do in the spring. I guess they play cards or watch a lot of TV. Anyway, the conditions that create weeds create the vegetative splendors of spring, a season which trembles and sings, in perfect harmony with spiritual realities.

The people who enjoy spring most are probably the young and property-less who don’t notice weeds and have no idea how much the human management of vegetation costs. They actually think nature is natural. There is a time in life for this inspiring ignorance. I wouldn’t wish the wisdom weeds bring on anyone.

Still, weeds are truly a small price to pay for the lavish gifts of spring. No matter what is happening in the world, spring returns. Did you notice that? Spring cannot be held back or canceled. Supreme Court “justices” cannot issue a ruling that spring is over. They can do that with marriage and human life — they can say they no longer exist — but not spring. I know the global control freaks are trying their best to engineer the weather and to muddy the skies every day to create just the right cloudy, totalitarian look, but the daffodils and dandelions just laugh at them so far.

When slaving away in our personal jungle, I sometimes hear an oriole whistling overhead.

“I am overjoyed,” he says to his mate. “Come, fly with me.”

Who wouldn’t marry a bird like that?

The thought that a few unwanted vines may hold together the pair’s invisible love nest high up in a tree uplifts and exalts the weeder. All of life is inescapably intertwined.

THE Litany of the Blessed Virgin Mary can be found here.

 
APOLOGIES for not being able to say more right now about this subject.

I’m laughing too hard. Oh, it hurts. I can’t breathe. I, I can’t stop, I just can’t …

FROM Gary Barnett at Lew Rockwell:

It seems completely obvious that this so-called baby formula ‘crisis’ is a scam, and was purposely created to advance other agendas. Is baby formula scarce worldwide, or is this a U.S. phenomenon? There is evidence that U.S. baby formula is on shelves in other countries. It is also obvious that most could breast feed their babies naturally, which could negate this fraudulent (manmade) shortage. That is the healthy choice, but pharmaceutical companies are telling mothers and parents that breast feeding is dangerous and not a solution for this baby formula shortage. Baby formulas coming from the few large U.S. companies allowed to produce and sell them, are chemically laced and unhealthy products, but so many have been sold the lie that mothers can simply use a store-bought product instead of natural feeding or making their own formula. This is just more hype and lies meant to harm families and promote a particular reaction. After all, it is easier just to buy these protectionist products instead of seeking alternatives, and that seems to be the new American way.

Money, power, control, and societal dependence are sought by the state, and this new ‘crisis’ is simply meant to cause more panic to young parents who have been groomed to do as they are told. After all, this is not the only government made panic, as everything going on is meant to create and stoke fear. Food shortages abound, and that will worsen, and there will be more shortages coming, including less energy available for entire populations. By using the ‘climate change’ argument to sell fake, genetically modified baby formula, it should be a simple task to see through this fraud.

Personal responsibility can go a long way in overcoming the fear foisted on society by the criminal tyrants. This baby formula fiasco is just one more in a long series of abuses at the hands of these controllers and their pawns in government and the media.

Remember that everything coming from the claimed rulers should be disbelieved, everything should be questioned, and nothing coming from the state and the political class should be accepted without solid factual evidence to support any claim made. As an aside, solid factual evidence from government is anything but likely, and very rarely exists.

Courtesy of Thuletide

St. Bernardine of Siena, Jacopo Bellini

“O THOU vain prattler, hearken! A sage giving counsel to mankind saith: If thou speakest, say little and speak seldom and speak low, do not shout and verily this is a most useful saying! Woman, when thou speakest to thy husband say little, and speak seldom and in a low tone, because who sayeth little can seldom err. Knowest thou the proverb: He who speaketh often, doth often err. And moreover when thou speakest, speak in a low tone: do not speak so that thou seemest a locust.

“Woman, wouldst thou please thy husband? Yes. Then speak little, do not chatter as many women do — chia, chia, chia — who never cease in order to rest. O she is a bad neighbor, a chatterer. We have it that the Blessed Virgin spoke seven times in all the length of her life, and not more. I mean not to say that she never said more, but that of all those things which she said we know only seven.”

— St. Bernardine of Siena

(H/t: Memento Mori)

Susan B. Anthony

TERRY MORRIS, writing at Identity Dixie, makes a point I have made in posts here and in my interview “Real History and the Suffragettes” at In the Spirit of Chartres:

Perhaps one of the strongest, most enduring misconceptions ever to come down the pike regarding the infamous 19th Amendment – of “female emancipation” and its predictable disastrous aftermath – is the idea that the original “suffragettes” were “conservative” in their overall world and life view, and had altogether, or at least mostly, pure intentions and motives in mind when a few of them first organized to meet in Seneca Falls, New York, July 19-20, 1848. A modern iteration of the point may readily be found in the following exchange between two (silly) American women who count themselves among the leadership ranks of today’s “conservative women” and who came together to discuss the topic as such on a post-2020 election Heritage Foundation-sponsored podcast ironically named Problematic Women. To wit (beginning @ 11:09):

Problematic Host: I know, I’m … such a nerd; I … love the House Freedom Caucus, and,… I just can’t wait for the day where… – We do conversations with conservatives at the Daily Signal and with the Heritage Foundation, and that’s where the … House Freedom Caucus comes into a press conference – …and I just can’t wait till the day I show up and it’s … half women, half men, and women are represented there; it’s just going to be such a, uh, I dunno, a proud lady moment for me.

Problematic Guest: A “proud lady moment,” I mean, that’s an awesome way to think about it, right! Conservative women are … resolute, and it seems like we’ve finally come to the other side of the, y’know, the very harsh and extreme feminist movement of the last thirty years, and we’re ready to reclaim the original type of feminism that started in Seneca Falls and take it back for conservative women, and be what it’s really supposed to be about, which is providing opportunity, umm, and advancement for all women, not just a specific type of women, and I think that’s why so many people are so excited about Justice Barrett, about these thirteen new [female] House members, …

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Yes, Mr. Morris.

The new feminism is the same as the old feminism. Just because the suffragettes wore long skirts and frilly caps doesn’t mean they were not revolutionaries.

There were no first waves, second waves, third waves, or fourth waves. It’s all the same tsunami, crashing incessantly over our heads since the 19th century, based on the same principles, on the denial of essential differences between the sexes and on a war against the family. It was never about the vote and women could have received the vote without a feminist campaign; it was about transforming all of society.