Sunday, September 7, 2025

Special Prayer Against Blasphemies

 Prayer Against Blasphemy


To be observed between the feast of the Nativity of Our Blessed Mother on September 8th and the Feast of the Holy Name of Mary on September 12th -- but it's a good one to have in our daily rotations. The world is in much need of reparation for the countless sins of blasphemy committed every minute of every day -- an insult to the glory of God and to the dignity of His Mother and all other holy souls.


In 1954, Pope Pius XII, in an effort to rekindle true honor to God in the rapidly decaying post-Christian era, asked Catholics to offer up the days of September 8-11 to make reparation against the many blasphemies being committed. On September 11th, the Holy Father recited the following prayer on the radio to be broadcast throughout the world. 



Prayer against Blasphemy


O most August Trinity, Father, Son and Holy Ghost, Who, though infinitely happy for all eternity in Yourself and by Yourself, deign to accept graciously the homage that rises from universal creation unto Your sublime throne, turn away, we beg You, Your eyes and ears from the unfortunate, or those blinded by passion, or pressured by evil influences, who horribly blaspheme Your name, of the most pure Virgin Mary and of the saints.


Retract, O Lord, the arm of Your justice which could destroy those who dare to be guilty of so much impiety.


Accept the glorious hymn that continually rises from all of nature: from the springs of water that flow clear and quiet to the stars that shine above from heaven and whose orbits are driven by immense love. Accept reparation from the many choruses of praise, as incense before altars, of so many holy souls who walk without deviating from the paths of Your law and try to soothe Your offended justice, through the assiduous efforts of charity and penance; listen to the song of so many noble souls who devote their lives to celebrate Your glory, with the endless praise that the Church addresses to You at all times and under the heavens. And we pray that one day that blasphemous hearts will be converted and all tongues and lips will together sing on earth the hymn echoed endlessly by the choirs of angels:


"Holy, Holy, Holy, is the Lord God of hosts, heaven and earth are full of Your glory." Amen.


A PDF Version for downloading can be found here.

Monday, July 21, 2025

Simple Woman Monday



 


Today... cloudy day and humid, typical for Iowa in July. Cucumbers are cucumbering, tomatoes are tomatoeing... I wish the weeds were weeding.

What I'm wearing... Black middy skirt, black and white blouse with tiny checkers, black apron with pockets.

What I'm listening to... Listened to an old Amazon tunes playlist this morning with lots of nice, upbeat music. I don't listen to music often enough! It's a wonderful way to brighten up a day!

On the menu... Skipped breakfast, as usual, fasted util around 1:30 or 2, then had leftover Mediterranean chopped salad with a little bit of steak added. Will set out charcuterie for dinner when Dan gets home.

What I'm reading... Working on a study guide for the GK Chesterton essay called "What I Have in My Pocket." 

What I'm making... I juiced some lemons and ginger for Dan's tummy this morning, then, of all the goofy things, after making my bed, sweeping, and washing the dishes, the magnetic poetry set I got from Gavin for Christmas caught my eye. Dan (I think it was Dan -- it must have been Dan... 😐 ) had pieced together a line -- so I poked around in the magnets looking for a good combination of words to add to his line to create a poem -- without much luck. But, I didn't give up! Remembering the old set we used to have in the big house when the children were still all home, I went on a hunt -- and actually found the additional magnet words (what are the odds??) -- and spent probably more time than I should have organizing all the words into parts of speech and putting them on their own little white boards, categorized grammatically. (Does it make me weird that I thoroughly enjoyed this exercise?) Then I added to Dan's line, of course. To wit:


We get true, unshadowed, unmisty happiness in heaven!

What I'm planning... I'm hoping to have a week free of events and appointments and running around so I can just concentrate on Lit Studies and maybe a Feast Day Quick Take. (Who would be the patron saint to intercede for me to have a very nothing week for once?)


Picture Thoughts for the day:

                   How These Two Smile for Pictures


"Smile!"



Both boys (I guess I should probably call them men, huh?) are currently in Idaho serving as Camp Counselors at the annual extravaganza in Rathdrum. Br. Simon (formerly known as Gabriel, child number 9) is following his vocation as a lay Brother in CMRI; William (our youngest, now 19) will be entering the seminary here in Iowa in September to test his vocation to the priesthood. We'll see what God wishes for him! They are both, as you can see, just as silly as they've ever been. Anyone passing by, please pray for them to discern their vocations!

(These photos from April when we had a visit from Br. Simon -- and a bazillion other people here for Ordinations~)

Sunday, July 13, 2025

Scruples

Isn't scruples a funny word? You have to screw your mouth into a moue to say it. It's almost
an onomatopoeia. The common definition of the word scruple is: "a doubt or hesitation that pricks the conscience about whether something is right or wrong." Am I good to go? Am I not good to go? We cannot decide. We purse our lips. We have a scruple -- or "rock in our shoe" -- which is the literal meaning of the word. We don't just purse our lips, we wince.

Etymologically, Scruple comes from the Latin word, scrupulus, which meant a literal “small, sharp stone.” In the days when Latin was the language of Rome, a soldier would often pick up a pebble in his sandal (or caligae) while marching. This would be pretty uncomfortable, as you can imagine, but being in marching formation, stopping to take a rock out of a shoe might get a soldier into more trouble than it was worth. Still, he might ponder as he limped along, that he'd also be in trouble if he went lame from the rock in his shoe... To stop and remove the scrupulus or to not stop and remove the scrupulus...  Decisions, decisions. 

This small, but widely recognized pebble in the daily life of a Roman soldier produced an aphorism (or saying) in ancient Rome: "people in power have no scruples." The high and mighty didn't get rocks in their shoes atop a horse or in a chariot -- and they were not going to have much sympathy for the scruple in the shoe of a mere foot soldier.

Over the centuries, the original meaning critiquing army leadership fell by the wayside, leaving behind only the word "scruple" which came to mean any hesitation about what is right and what is wrong. In the vernacular, scruple can take the place of the word "conscience" in a positive way. Cambridge Classic Dictionary defines it  as "a feeling that prevents you from doing something you think is morally wrong or makes you feel uncertain about doing it. A man without scruples has no conscience."

Understood this way, we certainly want to have scruples! And it's not necessarily a bad thing to be scrupulous in the secular sense, as scrupulous can mean being "exceptionally honest or detail oriented." It's not a bad thing to want a scrupulously clean operating room, for instance, or for an election official to have scruples... But there is no circumstance in which it would be a positive thing to suffer from scrupulosity.

In "Church-talk," scrupulosity is the fault that arises from having too many scruples. (Too much scruple?" πŸ€”) In other words, our consciences have gone haywire: we see sin in every bat of the eyelash; we lie awake worrying that we're gluttons because we have two pieces of toast when maybe we could have gotten away with one; we second-guess every move and every motive, fearing that we've crossed lines only we see. We've lost perspective. The Confessional needs a revolving door to satisfy the scrupulous soul. Not a good thing, as much as the over-scrupulous tell themselves they're trying to be good. The Church makes it clear that this kind of obsessive conscience is not pious. Scrupulosity is a big pointy "rock in the shoe" of the spiritual life. Here's the official definition of scruple found in the 1912 Catholic encyclopedia:

A scruple is an unfounded apprehension and consequently unwarranted fear that
something is a sin which, as a matter of fact, is not. It is not considered here so much as an isolated act, but rather as an habitual state of mind known to directors of souls as "a scrupulous conscience." St. Alphonsus describes it as a condition in which one influenced by trifling reasons, and without a solid foundation, is often afraid that sin lies where it really does not. This anxiety may be entertained not only with regard to what is to be done presently, but also with regard to what has been done. The idea sometimes obtaining, that scrupulosity is in itself a spiritual benefit of some sort, is, of course, a great error. 

The encyclopedia goes on to explain what is and is not actually scrupulosity, lists various symptoms and manifestations of this malady, and then suggests remedies, chief of which is:

...having reposed confidence in some confessor, to obey his decisions and commands entirely and absolutely. 

A good confessor will realize pretty quickly if a penitent has a tendency to scrupulosity and will prescribe steps to correct the problem -- which the penitent is gravely responsible to follow obediently and prayerfully. (This is a very fixable fault once the penitent is aware and wills to fix it!)

+PRAYER PAUSE+   This is where we stop for a minute to thank our Heavenly Father for providing us with the priesthood -- our doctors of the soul! Imagine navigating without the grace and wisdom of our trained professionals! Or, actually -- better than professionals: each is an Alter Christus -- another Christ: acting as, in, with, and by the power of Our Lord, Himself. We're so blessed in our holy and hard-working priests!

...Our priests who can tell us when the rock we think we have in our shoe -- is not a rock  -- and more to the point, can help a soul (with a scrupulosity habit) realize when the rock is not in the shoe, but in the head. (gglggl) Just kidding! πŸ˜‰It's funny, but not funny. The devil tries to trip us up coming and going.  If the old Loser can't get us by influencing us to ignore sins, then he'll get us by influencing us to obsess about nonexistent sin. And if neither of those methods hits us in our weak spot, he'll get us to notice everyone else's sins (right past the mote in our own eyes) -- OR he'll convince us that all this concentration on sin is really nothing more than Religious Obsession, and Religion, therefore, is the fault -- and not sin. That bittter old loser's got a million tricks. It's up to us, with the eyes of grace and the help of God, to see through them! Another thing to try to remember to add to our prayer list every day: the grace to see our own faults -- and correct them;  the wisdom to utilize the Sacrament of Confession in doing so; and a sense of humor that helps us levitate out of the self-absorption that often leads to scrupulosity. 

Resources For Anyone Who Would Like to Investigate Further

 If you haven't read The Screwtape Letters, by C.S.Lewis, there is no better book for
getting an idea of how the devil works to destroy souls. Highly recommended! Tons of copies at Thriftbooks.

MIQ Center, the bookshop in Spokane at Mount St. Michaels carries a booklet called An Examination of Conscience for Adults (for under $5) formulated to help us form a "right conscience," to distinguish between venial and mortal sin, and to distinguish between what is and is not actually sinful. Find it here.

The nine "notes" on scrupulosity, from The Spiritual Exercise of St. Ignatius Loyola, who suffered from the temptation to scruples, himself, can be found, in short form here.

MIQ Center also carries a simple guide for those who have been away from the Sacrament of Penance for, perhaps, long enough that they fear it as an ordeal. This is not the same thing as scrupulosity, of course -- which, in many cases sends the penitent too often to the Confessional. Some souls suffer from feeling overwhelmed by too much to confess after an absence from the Sacrament; some folks are just nervousness about the process, in general.  Confession: A Little Book For the Reluctant is a nice encouragement and guide that might be helpful! Some of us (and I include myself in this camp!) struggle with the fault opposite of scrupulosity, which might be called laxity of conscience -- or lukewarmness, the tendency to overlook or downplay sins. Others haven't had the blessing of a thorough Catholic education or are new to the Faith (or reverts) who are just "fuzzy" about recognizing sin at all. Sadly, laxity is one of the rotten fruits of Modernism. We're surrounded by a culture in which "anything goes" and all judgment is evil -- except that which condemns goodness. Certainly, for any eyes that might ever stray over this post, this mindset is the extreme. Even in our sheltered domains, though, where we're trying to be good Catholics, we can get slack in our examinations of conscience! It's good to get a tune up, periodically!

For a good conscience "tune up," we're fortunate that the Internet Archive has a free copy of Particular Examine: How to Root Out Our Hidden Faults, by James F. McElhone, C.S.C.. First published in 1890, it appears to no longer be in print -- but, if you keep an eye out, you might be able to find it used. It's a good one to have in a Catholic library! 

**I'll add more here if I run across anything else that seems to belong in this list



Friday, July 11, 2025

FRIDAY



FARE

Doesn't this look good? Why do I think that it won't look like this when I'm done with it?






FUZZ

The summertime doo: ponytail with a halo of little tiny hairs sticking up all over my head.







FORGETFULNESS

.............................................................................................................What were we talking about?






FAT

Spinach dip is my kryptonite.






FIREWORKS

Plus one week. It's much quieter around here -- and the dogs have calmed down. The 4th is a good time tol remember how blessed we are to live in this country, though -- with all its problems, yes. Weighed against any other country in the world, I'd still choose the good ole U S of A.  (God, please bless our country and imbue its leaders with wisdom, prudence, and piety!)








FIT (ISH)

<< What the shirt says.
 






FLIES

Swatting is still a sport in our family.   (2009! 😳)

Only relocated the athletics to Iowa, of course -- which may not have quite as many of the little buggers as on the Colorado farm, but we still have a handmade Amish flyswatter -- and Dan is still obsessive. He's like the Secretariat of Fly Swatters.






FISH

Did you notice there was a fish in this picture? 

Face Paraedolia

(Or maybe, unlike Mommom, you're immune to these smiles!)







FAMILY

FEET

FINIS

Thursday, July 10, 2025

John Adams and the Question of Fatherhood


John and Abigail Adams

 “Human nature with all its infirmities and depravation is still capable of great things. It should be your care, therefore, and mine, to elevate the minds of our children and exalt their courage; to accelerate and animate their industry and activity; to excite in them an habitual contempt of meanness, abhorrence of injustice and inhumanity, and an ambition to a excel in every capacity, faculty, and virtue. . . . But their bodies must be hardened, as well as their souls exalted. Without strength and activity and vigor of body, the brightest mental excellencies will be eclipsed and obscured.”

-- -- John Adams in a letter to his wife, Abigail


Sounds good, huh? Bravo!

But, here's the thing about John Adams' theories. It seems the second president of the United States of America had a pretty good understanding of child raising and the building of character, in general, but, for all that, his children didn't turn out especially well. πŸ˜ͺTwo daughters of the Adams' six children didn't survive past two years old, a tragic fact of the times. (God willing they were baptised, but this wasn't common in protestant families, then as now.) But John and Abigail did raise four other children, and one standout child, John Quincy Adams -- who seems to have been a stable, intelligent man of honor and integrity, who, incidentally, became the sixth president of the United States.( One good on ya, John and Abigail!

Their daughter, Abigail Amelia ("Nabby") their first child, seems to have been a good person, too, but incidents of her marriage were disastrous, her husband's poor political choices pretty much ruining their family. (We can give John and Abbigail points for Nabby -- though her choice of husband may not have been great.) The other two surviving sons of the Adams', however ---  were train wrecks -- both alcoholics, neck deep in scandal; they both died young. Proof that intentions don't make good paving stones. 

You just have to ask: Where did John and Abigail go wrong? it seems they had some pretty positive factors in their favor, right? They had a strong marriage, fair economic success, basic good morality, education, and intelligence; the children were given plenty of connections and opportunity to do well in the world, and had parents who seemed to have a grasp of good parenting philosophy... What went awry?

  It's impossible to know for sure, but in this case, I think we have some pretty good indications. At least this is what I think: John Adams was never home. One reason we know so much about the close and affectionate nature of John and Abigail's relationship is because we have 1,160 surviving letters between them -- the chief communication of their 50 year marriage. They were rarely in the same zip code.  No question about it, John was out and about doing important things: founding a country, acting as chief diplomat to France, leading the country in the presidency, hobnobbing with royalty and rowdies; doing good for the world and the country in a generakl way, we might conclude.... But the man did not raise his children. That was the sacrifice.  He took John Q to France with him -- which may be why John Q turned out OK... but the rest of the children grew up barely knowing their father. It doesn't take a pretty big jump to reach the conclusion that the boys, in particular, suffered from this vacuum in their lives. 

His wife, Abigail was a remarkable woman who obviously did her best, understanding the homeric efforts of her husband. She "held down the fort" at home for decades, was a loving mother and a good manager, as far as we can tell -- but, let's just say it out loud: she wasn't enough; boys need fathers. 

We see in our world today mounds of rotten fruit fallen from fatherless families. I don't think I need to list the infamous fatherless sons who have contributed to the chaos of our society -- murderers, assassins, terrorists -- and a whole parade of characters with mental illnesses who have tried to impose their pitiful delusions upon the rest of the world.

Fatherhood is so important, God provides Himself as our supreme Father Figure, our example of merciful Justice; our model of just Mercy. Our call to discipline, measured control, diligence, careful attention, patience -- and.... well, all of it, of course: the perfection of all the virtues completely woven through with Love. He is the high goal for all Fathers. 

Heaven knows, Divine Perfection is only found in the Divine; no man actually reaches God's zenith of Fatherhood! But he blesses his family by making the attempt -- and for prayerful humble Dads, Our Heavenly Father fills the gaps! A Father's very presence brings God into the picture of the family by setting up the proper hierarchy, the one chosen by God. Dad is the Head, Mom is the heart: each equally vital, but the man of the family is meant to lead. A son learns to navigate the world through the example of his father. He finds his identity in his father's approval and love. He finds his proper boundaries in his father's correction and discipline -- served with a side order of love. When these things are lacking, boys grow up with big black voids that they invariably fill inappropriately. We've all seen it. (This happens with girls, too, of course -- but the effects, I think, aren't as universally disastrous -- in particular if they have a Mother figure to pattern after.) 

It's just a fact that boys require a Father Figure. They need mentors. Teachers. Some guy who will just kick their butts sometimes! God wires males this way! It's true that boys lacking good father figures can sometime s "pull it out in the end," but it's by the grace of God and their own success finding good mentors instead of bad ones that saves them. Because they will pattern themselves after someone. It's incumbent upon Mothers who, for whatever reason, don't have husbands who fit into this role to find good Catholic mentors for their sons. It will make or break them.

In families with good and pious Dads, adding other good Catholic role models in adolescence -- into young adulthood-- clinches the deal, so to speak. Finding respect and camaraderie with other good Catholic Father figures outside of the family helps young men set their Faith in stone. They understand Religion differently when it's a naturally held belief system outside the family circle -- and not "just something my crazy family does." 

We've seen the truth of this so many times in our own experience observing families around us! And we learned the value of it ourselves, when our teenage boys went to Catholic summer camp and boarding school, where they made friends -- and were under the discipline of good, holy, manly -- and FUN priests and seminarians. It made all the difference in the world for them in owning the Faith individually. Catholicism became their own through the encouragement and example of other good men -- in addition to the lifelong example of their Dad. 

Anyway... I'm rambling here. But this is something that's come up several times recently, and I thought that I ought to tap it out. Knowing, loving, and respecting their earthly Father -- or a reasonable substitute -- teaches young men (and women!) to know, love and respect their heavenly Fathers. It's as simple as that. 


The Love Story of John and Abigail here. ❤️

The Fate of the Adams children here.  πŸ«€


 

Wednesday, July 9, 2025

On the Feast of St. Maria Goretti

In days when impurity and licentiousness are so much the norm that even the Faithful are blind to its symptoms and causes -- 

πŸ˜ͺ we have recourse to today's saint -- who recognized its evil at only 12 years of age! Pray for us, St. Maria Goretti, patron of purity, patron saint of youth!

Pray for us, St. Maria! Guide and protect our children!



Tuesday, July 8, 2025