Happy New Year

 

A cheery note to wish you all a great New Year. 2025 was more than a little seismic at the Compound, featuring major truck surgery, Kyrie Eleison, a vastly enjoyable trip to Clubland, DOGE/MAGA, lawyers guns and money, and on. Highlight? Perhaps Mass at the Brompton Oratory followed by perfect roast beef at the East India. 

Then again, maybe the constant of genuinely good, faithful people at the Missions where I feel honored to serve. I tell you, punters, if you'd said, back in the '90s, "LSP, you'll end up in rural North Central Texas," I would've laughed, "Don't be stupid." But no, the laugh was on me and thank God for it. Preface in hand, what will 2026 bring? As we ponder that, here's a video of a drone on OSTFRONT:

🇺🇦 Flying Christmas tree in Ukraine is something new for me 🎄🤪 pic.twitter.com/eDMnfBiyZL

— Intermarium 24 (@intermarium24) January 4, 2025

So, what will the New Year bring. Revolution in Iran? Sure looks that way, and watch that space. Democrats arrested for fraud, corruption and grift, not least in Minneapolis? We can but hope. An end to the war in Ukraine? Please. And who knows, maybe Great Britain will rise up and overthrow loathed, despised, deceitful, pudding faced, unfit for purpose, globalist puppet Two-Tier Kier. About dam time and perhaps Iran serves as a bellweather, a canary in the coal mine. Boot the Islamo-Commies outta town.

But this is contingent, it may or may not happen, though necessary in the mind  of God who knows all things absolutely. What's not contingent is the loving providence of our Creator, who guides all things, even 2026, to their rightful end. 

Give thanks to Him for that and sing out a Te Deum before your electricity goes down.

Your Old Pal,

LSP