When you think about something, where is that thought? Is it contained within the boundaries of your skull? Does it have location? GPS coordinates? Can you reach out and touch it? No. Similarly, God and angels and even your own soul are not hanging out in space somewhere -- because they don't belong to the physical realm. They don't reside in or take up space at all. They are spirit -- a completely different category of being. But we speak of them as present wherever they act within the natural world. That's how God can be "present" everywhere, and how angels can help you instantly (without having to travel billions of light years first to reach you). And when they are present with you, they are as close to you as your soul is to your body.

We have no king but Jesus -- and no queen but the Holy Virgin.

Why do Jehovah's Witnesses, nondenominationals, and various Protestant groups have sooo many ex-Catholics counted among them? Consider this: It's NOT because these groups are ecumenical, afraid to be blunt and direct, welcoming to sodomy, or indifferent to important doctrinal divisions. Catholics and ex-Catholics need to be told the straight truth about Catholic doctrine --- with clarity -- and so do Protestant sects and cults. Stand straight and be not afraid. Speak truth and let the Spirit do his work.

There were no Traditional Latin Masses available to us for yesterday's feast of Corpus Christi. So we went to our best Novus Ordo parish in town, a beautiful old German church. The priest ended the Mass, literally, with three "dad jokes" in a row he'd been saving for us. He has made dad jokes his signature duty to tell each week at the end of Mass. Afterward the parishioners (audience members) break into loud socializing, and the priest high fives the kids as we file out the door. Lex orandi, lex credendi -- it's still a thing after 16 centuries.

The worship God desires is not rocking out to a praise band, but sacrifice -- the pure and holy sacrifice of His Son, Jesus Christ: the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass.

I have an adversarial relationship with red-wing blackbirds.

"But even if we, or an angel from heaven, should preach to you a gospel contrary to that which we preached to you, let him be accursed." (Galatians 1:8–9)

The best advice I can give to weather any forthcoming financial storms is simple: ===== Get out of debt -- as A.S.A.P. as possible. Right now. ===== That will save you more worry and headaches than trusting in BTC to make you rich. * Debt sucks. * Being poor -- while owing nothing to anyone --is many, many times better. * Having even a mediocre-paying job while living a simple life without debt makes you feel free and rich. So suffer awhile (delayed gratification) to avoid new debt while paying off your old debts as fast as possible, then play with BTC afterward if that's what you want to do. Don't rely on it to fix your existing problems.

The Society of Saint Pius X (#SSPX) needs to have a regular relationship with Rome, but for that to happen, Rome needs to have a regular relationship with Tradition. Praying for the Church to heal and be united in Truth.

DMs/private messages here are unreliable to me. I'm guessing I'm not the only one.

I wonder sometimes if I should check myself into rehab for my peanut butter addiction. Not that I have an addiction to peanut butter. I can stop anytime I want to. I just...don't want to. 🥄

My best, most profitable private prayer time is an early morning walk with the #Rosary. Brisk walking in the morning air as the sun rises keeps me alert and focused, and the Rosary lifts my mind and heart to where they should be. It helps me to "[p]ray without ceasing." Praying in bed, on the other hand, helps me to fall asleep instantly, which is not exactly the goal of prayer.

This is a walk-through of the Mass, narrated by Fulton Sheen in the 1940s: Is it any wonder that many insist the brand-new Mass of 1970 looks like an entirely different religion? Traditional Catholics want to worship and believe and practice the Faith as the Church always has until the recent revolution. No guitars. No gay Jesuit showtunes. No dad jokes, No altar girls. No women welcoming us to get things started. No receiving the Host standing and on the hand. No nonsense. Just the holy sacrifice of the Mass.