God Bless Guns

I drove out to see a parishioner yesterday and bless his guns. He's afraid that things will get bad and prepares accordingly. You might call him a "prepper." Part of that, for him, means a lot of custom AR15s and a couple of AR10s.

New York Times New World Order

Some people scoff at that in their New York Timesy condescension. "Look, what a stupid prepper," they sneer, "he probably thinks the government is too big and massively in debt. I bet he doesn't even believe in Global Warming. What an ignorant fool."

This Will Never Happen Here, in America

Well who'll be laughing when the grid goes down and you have to shoot to protect yourself and your family? Not my friend. He gave me a Primary Arms red dot in exchange for the blessing and promises to upgrade my AR.

Gabriel Possenti is the Patron Saint of shooters, in case you're interested.

LSP

Make His Paths Straight

Being a Parson, I get to preach every Sunday and I tend to stick to the Gospel, while occasionally lashing out at pansexuaists, Libs, Hippies, Marxists, Hitlerites, Illuminati pagans, big government, Bilderberger NWO shills, and assorted progleft enemies. Sometimes General Lee gets an honorable mention, along with Charles Martel and other heroes. Go figure.

Blue Tours

But there was none of that today. I just stuck to the Gospel, which featured John the Baptist, crying out in the wilderness against wickedness. Like Isaiah, preparing the "way of the Lord," making "his paths straight."

But what are the ways by which a thing makes its "path" to us? I suggested that the basic paths in question were fourfold. Viz. Senses, Affections, Intellect, Actions, and when these are blocked and twisted by evil, God can't reach us. So, we have to hear the Baptizer, and clear and straighten the paths through repentance in order for God to make his home in us.

I used lots of examples to illustrate the theme; I thought it was pretty clear. Nothing deep, or even controversial, although I did blast adultery. Then during the Peace, my MC, who's a former rodeo star (world Bronc Champion several years running), asked, "Padre, was there a point to that sermon?" 

Ride More, LSP

He's a good BS barometer and a great horseman, so I looked him in the eye and said, "I think you need to repent." I rode one of his horses the other year around some barrels only to learn afterwards that the animal was worth... a lot. It was like being on a living Ferrari.

In other exciting church news, the ladies of one of the Missions have taken to feeding Blue Armageddon kolaches at Coffee Hour. I rebuke them but they pay no attention.

Things are obviously spinning out of control.

LSP