Vespers Hymn

 

For those in peril on the sea.

Vespers,

LSP

Sunday Homily

 

"Faith without works is dead," says St. James the Apostle, much to the annoyance of Luther who felt the letter an "Epistle of straw." Of course it was, to a former Augustinian friar who held that good works were "like fleas on the skin of a dead dog." Tell us what you really think, Martin.

Still, and Luther aside, we instinctively get what James is telling us. If you believe in something and that belief isn't enacted then it's not worth much, it ain't right. Worse, it starts to take on the sulpherous, pharisaical odor of hypocrisy. And our instinct's not wrong, faith which isn't animated, which doesn't move is dead, immobile. It doesn't "profit."

James drives it home:

What doth it profit, my brethren, though a man say he hath faith, and have not works? Can faith save him? If a brother or sister be naked, and destitute of daily food. And one of you say unto them, Depart in peace, be ye warmed and filled; notwithstanding ye give them not those things which are needful to the body; what doth it profit? Even so faith, if it hath not works, is dead, being alone.

 

What doth it profit to be full of belief, such as to move mountains, but be devoid of faith's animating principle, which is love, the Holy Spirit. Benedict XVI puts it well:

Being “just” simply means being with Christ and in Christ. And this suffices. Further observances are no longer necessary. For this reason Luther’s phrase: “faith alone” is true, if it is not opposed to faith in charity, in love. Faith is looking at Christ, entrusting oneself to Christ, being united to Christ, conformed to Christ, to his life. And the form, the life of Christ, is love; hence to believe is to conform to Christ and to enter into his love.

 

Right on, let's act accordingly, and be sure that the raging, nihilist hatred of Devil and his anti-kingdom, to say nothing of the gates of Hell, shall not prevail.

Keep the Faith,

LSP

Roundup

So what's been going on today. To my mind a very moving tribute form the Guards, (Welsh?) at Windsor Castle. Well done. And 45 visited with firefighters, first responders and police in New York, also well done, we love the blue.

Biden, on the other hand, didn't say anything to mark the 20th anniversary of the Islamic terrorist attacks on our country, though he weirdly took off his mask to shout at someone at the 9/11 memorial event. Not well done, but his VP spoke out against, you guessed it, Americans. Because Islamophobic racism. How very appropriate.

Deep State Bush got in the action too, denouncing evil, "extremist" Americans; NWO Bush thinks they're "noxious" and share the same "spirit" as the 9/11 Muslim terrorists. Interesting, and where's that going to stop. KZ, anyone? 

Further north, in the land of the ice and snow, Canada's Justine Trudeau took a leaf out of Kamala Harris' book and warned against the evils of "Islamophobia." Like really, what's to be afraid of? Just crazed jihadists flying planes into buildings and killing thousands of people.

Hungary's Viktor Orban, on the other hand, told the world that 9/11 proved that Christian civilization's something we have to "fight for every day." Well said, that man. And here's the thing.

You'd have thought that the governance of our country would be able to marshal a dignified, unifying, national tribute to those who lost their lives 20 years ago, and honor the men and women who have fought, for two decades, to right that wrong. Windsor Castle managed it well, on a small scale. You'd think we could do that here, in a big way. But no.

Our remarkably, historically, most votes ever, popular president figure didn't say a thing and his vice attacked Americans, along with Illuminati Bush. We can't even id the enemy. But what am I saying, we're arming them.

Over,

LSP

Never Forget

May those who lost their lives rest in peace and rise in glory.

LSP

General Lee Is Awesome

 

Ask yourselves this, what POC will be helped in any way whatsoever by Virgina's decision to tear down a statue of America's most famous General. I dare you, calibrate the upsurge in POC SOL (standard of living) with the removal of the South's General. A Friend wrote this:

I will always honor the memory of these great men. It does not need to be said that they were imperfect or flawed. Of course they were, all men are, save one. 

But their flaws were were miniscule compared to our current crop of malfeasant thieves, vandals, and incompetents masquerading as leaders. As one of his soldiers said of General Lee, " He loved us like a father and led us like a King.

 

Unlike, say, frauds such as General Milley or diversity hire Lloyd Austin.

Kumbaya,

LSP

PS. How dare anyone malign General Lee? Like what?

You Utter Goons

 

Here we are, travel restricted by law, ordered to take an experimental vaccine or lose your job, censored on social media, imprisoned for protesting election fraud, and on, and at last the leaders of our churches stand up for freedom. Just kidding, they're talking about climate change.

Pope Francis, Ecumenical Patriarch Bartholomew and the risible Welby, Archbishop of Canterbury, have just met and issued a "Joint Statement For The Protection Of Creation." Here's a snapshot:

We call on everyone, whatever their belief or worldview, to endeavour to listen to the cry of the earth and of people who are poor, examining their behaviour and pledging meaningful sacrifices for the sake of the earth which God has given us.

 

The climactic pontifs continue:

We stand before a harsh justice: biodiversity loss, environmental degradation and climate change are the inevitable consequences of our actions, since we have greedily consumed more of the earth’s resources than the planet can endure. But we also face a profound injustice: the people bearing the most catastrophic consequences of these abuses are the poorest on the planet and have been the least responsible for causing them.

 

Who wrote this garbage? The same people who pushed Dadaism on the Afghans? Regardless, you'd have thought the leaders of the Church, East and West, would be giving a clarion cry to salvation, to a return to the Faith in the face of manifest demonic attack. But no, all we get is warmed up greenery.

Perhaps they're following the science, the science of Hell.

Cheers,

LSP

You Satanic Old Fraud

 

Satanic Fraud

Well here we are in the land of the free and the brave, and the diktat's come down from our rulers, get vaxxed or get fired. Wow. Take an experimental vaccine, what could go wrong, for a disease with a >99.7 survival rate, or lose your job, you peasant.

Leaving aside pharma profit$, consider the lawyers. Dr. Swankenstein texted, "And just like that, a million constitutional lawyers became billionaires." Like no fooling. 

You Liar

But this is wild, we're being ordered to get a vaccine, which doesn't stop you getting COVID, to somehow protect other people from getting COVID even though they may or may not have the vax. Follow the science. What?

This is nonsense. Lying, grifting, tyrannical chicanery, all geared to make our rulers even richer and moar powerful than they already are. And so we come back to the land of the free and the brave. How free are we and how brave are those who are prepared to fight tyranny?

Good question, eh?

LSP

How Dare They!

 

As brave and daring street artists were celebrating the death of a fentanyl overdose thug and his resurrection as an angel, the US Embassy was flying rainbow flags and NGO's were busy teaching the merits of art in the toilet. In Afghanistan. Wow, the stupid runs deep, and behold the utter genius of our secular power in winning over the hearts and minds of the people they'd occupied, by force. 

Stoopid

As in, "Now look here, tribespersyns, gender's a construct and isn't it about time we woke up to the global struggle to end systemic racism? And love Dadaism? You know, urinals in art? And by the way, you'd better agree or we'll drone you out of existence, you barbaric serfs."

Quite. You see the hooves of the unicorn stamp deep, and the Taliban, which we've just spent Trillion$ defeating, are now in power. Make of that what you will.

Erase Stoopid

In the meanwhile, some people have become even richer than they already were, private jet upgrades all 'round. But Angel Floyd's muriel has been washed over in Kabul. 

It seems our new allies in Central Asia don't count him as a saint, they don't feel George "Fentanyl" Floyd represents them. How could that be, it's almost as though they don't appreciate our obviously superior culture.  

Really Stoopid. Note Cunte Kinte Scarves

How dare they. Maybe we need to go back in and teach those evil, binary, sexist, cisgender thugs a lesson. How dare you paint over a George Floyd muriel. He was a saint, and an angel.

In the meanwhile, every time a two-bit fentanyl thug grows his wings, a Taliban fires a shot in celebration. Watch that tracer.

Cheers,

LSP

Fish On

 

The sky was beginning to lighten as I got to the marina, in search of piscine adventure. "G'morning, gentlemen," and then we were motoring out into the lake as the sun began to rise.

Beautiful, and a moment of anticipation, would we catch any fish? It's not a given and there, right from the get go, lies a moral; just because you're on a boat doesn't mean you'll catch anything.

Belay that lure...

That in mind, we'd rigged up for topwater because intel said young, ferocious striper were blitzing surface shad. And sure enough, there against the bluffs was line of spray, a frenzy of fish exploding out of the water.

Young but Fierce

Power over and look at that water boil! But not for long, there's no time to waste. Line out, zig-zag retrieve then bam, down goes your lure and it's game on, a fighting striper on a light rod bent double. Big fun and fast action, which went on as we tracked the fish across the lake. I lost count.

What great fishing! OK, the stripers weren't fully grown, only around 16-18" but still,  full of aggression and predatory fury; they went back to fight again another day. It'll be a different story in the Spring when they've reached leviathan status.

Mission accomplished, we headed back to the marina, well satisfied with a morning out on the water. And here's the thing. Just because you're on a boat may not mean you'll catch any fish, but it can help. Thanks, J, for the trip.

Tight lines,

LSP

Labor Day

 

Labor Day started off well, on the porch and armed with a strong survivalist 20 oz. tumbler of coffee. Well, you can't be too prepared for the apocalypse. Bacon and eggs followed because workers have to eat and eat well, which we did before heading out to Killeen and the home of Phantom Lethal!

I won't lie, it was a nasty drive, especially through Waco where the road becomes a bumper to bumper, Armageddon car Hell. "Can't you hitch a ride on a passing Blackhawk, kid? Heck, they're giving 'em away. Or what about an autogyro or a Fiesler Storch, it'd be easier than this." He didn't think it'd be possible, annoyingly.

But speaking of Hell, have you noticed how the satanists are furiously in favor of killing more Texan babies? The same applies to Democrats at large, who've made abortion a kind of anti-sacrament, an outward and visible sign of Promethean, demonic, lethal pride hiding under the pretense of compassion. See LL's foray into the leftist mind.

In related news, the despicable Fauci's worried about a "Mu Variant." You can imagine the fabled lost continent rising from Pacific depths to afflict us with its wickedness. And why not, surely anything's possible at this point, from arming the Taliban to one of our political party's being in open alliance with satanists.

Workers of the world unite against our evil, elite, transnational, rainbow oligarch overlords.

Your Pal,

LSP

Sunday Rambling

 

In some dioceses the bishop's visitation is a terrible thing, a nightmare. There you are when some unspeakable old heretic tips up with a view to destroying everything you believe in. Thank God it's not that way in the Diocese of Fort Worth. Our bishops stand firm for the Faith, they're successors of the Apostles as opposed to wicked mountebanks in the pay of Rainbow Baphomet.

So today was good, our bishop came, sung the Mass and preached, what a blessing. The Specialist even came down from Fort Hood to swing some incense, well done. Curiously, everyone in the sanctuary party was either former or active duty or involved in pro rodeo. Clearly a moral, if you care to draw it.

Then we fell back to the church hall for a delicious lunch, the mission eats well, and a good time was had by all. What a lot of fun, and I tell you, it's a real blessing to be in this diocese. 

Is it perfect? No. Should we be part of the wider Catholic Church, East and West? Yes. But so too should Rome and Constantinople be as one and, of course, the broken shards of the catholic mirror are one, essentially, in terms of faith, to say nothing of deeper sacramental union. 

Ut unum sint, may they all be one, prayed Christ. Do you think the Father somehow chose to ignore His Son's prayer? Hardly. The Mystici Corporis, the Mystical Body of Christ, the Church, is one by nature or essence. The unity is there; that we've wrecked it, in worldly terms, with competing jurisdictions and associated wickedness is, frankly, the Devil's work. 

My take, for what little it's worth, is that it'll take real persecution to bring about the outward and visible unity which strengthens the inward and spiritual. After all, it's in the Good Book, "Except those days should be shortened, there should no flesh be saved."

Apocalypse aside, what a great day.

Keep the Faith, you heathen,

LSP

Beverly Hills

Now that this well-read, popular, influential, urban planning mind blog's firmly established, we feel, here in the luxurious bay window of The Compound, that Weezer's most appropriate.

Dear God, let's hope you showered before and after, what?

Just a thought,

LSP