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Sunday, June 12, 2016


If I didn't believe in the existence and activity of Satan and his devils, I would undoubtedly have lost my faith by now. Countless times I've been hurt and disappointed by people in the Church and in various denominations. Of course the best place for a hypocrite is in church, but this has its drawbacks, too. It's not uncommon for a man to feel more comfortable amidst a group of carousers than among sanctimonious church people.

And as I watch the world falling around me, it's so frustrating never (or hardly ever) hearing a priest or preacher condemn homosexual acts and abortion and contraception, etc. from the pulpit. The reason, of course, is that so many people have fallen into grave sin that the cleric is afraid to offend (and lose money and support) from a portion of his congregation. For sermons dealing with these sins, most people have to go to secular television. And how many times have people sought help, for themselves or on behalf of others, from their church, and been denied it? All this tends to discourage one in the faith, and so many leave the church because of the actions of even one member.

I'm a self-centered and sensitive sinner myself, and when I get discouraged by someone or something in the church, I tend to brood over it and am tempted just to walk away and never return. BUT, what tempts me is the Devil, and I realize this. I can see this spiritual being with my spiritual eyes, propped beside me and whispering how I should get angry enough over this discouragement to leave this hypocritical faith and to "do it my way" (which would be his way).

So, I know who to blame for the temptation to let the failures of Christians make me want to give up, and so my belief in the Devil makes me keep the faith. I bet that upsets him! Also I know that my Savior, Jesus Christ, has overcome the power of Satan and of sin, and God is the One we should run to when we're discouraged. And each Mass, during the Consecration, I silently pray for my deceased loved ones to be blessed in Heaven, and for all those I have hurt, and for all those who have hurt me. It's the last part that solidly places the cream pie in the face of Satan.

For further reading I heartily recommend the book, Who Is the Devil? by Nicolas Corte.

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Friday, June 10, 2016


I read in the 1941 edition of the Book of Knowledge that, compared with the great civilizations of history, America is still very young (I would say an infant). The American Revolution created a new constitutional republic, which, at not yet even 250 years old, is very much in its experimental stage, and it's even been referred to as "the Great Experiment."

But apparently the experiment is failing. Being guided by its various forms of Christianity I'm sure the founding fathers never dreamed their new nation would leave God almost entirely and so be guided by nine people interpreting by personal agenda the constitution's guarantee of freedoms which have gone from basic rights to libertine display, at the cost of basic rights. 

The Petri dish of the Great Experiment has been contaminated with destructive bacteria simply because Man is not God. America has no sure guide anymore, and its freedoms have become its curse. We've seen, less than a hundred years ago, the fiasco of the opposite problem of the victimization of unchecked control, so, like rebellious teenagers, we've thrown off the idea of control and have, with no exaggeration, let all hell break loose. We kill preborn babies, help people kill themselves, legalize mind-altering drugs, try to inhibit Christianity, close our eyes to genocide, and praise perversion, going so far as to allow sexually-troubled men into restrooms with our young daughters.

Pandora's Box has been opened in America, and it's very likely that our children and grandchildren won't die in the same nation they were born into. In fact, we older people don't live in the same nation we were born into. I wish I could end this on a positive note, but unless by God's mercy and grace we have a national conversion and return to Him, the American experiment is a tragic failure, a laughingstock to our enemies. At least we can begin with ourselves, to hold fast to honor and what's right and good, and to be an example, a witness to the only One who can save us.

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Thursday, June 2, 2016


It was Tuesday night, May 31, 2016, in Marysville, Washington. My friend Ann Velasco and her daughter Karen were on the way home from their walk and cut through the grounds of the Pinewood Elementary School at the end of their cul-de-sac. In her curiosity, Ann stepped over to peek through the window into the school's kitchen, while Karen stood back, fearing she might get in trouble.

Looking through the kitchen to the darkened cafeteria, Ann was startled to see a boy on a bike ride past the kitchen doorway leading to the gym! His head was down and Ann said he looked as if he was riding "home." It was baffling, because the gym was dark but the boy was lit up as if from a streetlamp. There were no windows to cast this light, nor was it a reflection from a kid riding past behind them. Either the boy was wearing red or his bike was red, but it was so fast that Ann was not sure which.

She thought it might be a real boy, perhaps the janitor's son, but it was a tiny gym and he was going too fast and going straight, and was a teen or pre-teen in size. And, Ann said, the lighting on or from him was weird, too. The gym was black except for the light shining on the kid. It was like a street light shining down on him, showing only him and not the interior of the gym.

And so the Pinewood Elementary School has a ghost -- perhaps a boy who was killed there while riding his bicycle?

Well, the following night Ann and Karen went back to the school and started peeking again, still having no explanation for what they saw. Then Karen saw something move, and they went around to the side of the building. The door opened, and a small man with sandy-gray hair poked his head out. It wasn't a ghost or a janitor's kid; it was a kid-sized janitor! With a kid-size bike! Riding around in the middle of the night in a dark gym with one light! He explained that his doctor told him to get more exercise so he was practicing where no one could see him, so he could ride his bike around in the summer.

Ann asked him if he ever sees anything strange there at night, and he said, "Sometimes I see people walking around in circles and peering through the windows. It kind of creeps me out."

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Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Tuesday, April 12, 2016


[There are different ways to pray this Chaplet, but this is my favorite, because it seems more personal and asks for graces I most need.] 

Make the Sign of the Cross, saying: In the Name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit.  
Then on the Angel medal, begin with this prayer:

O my Jesus, I offer this chaplet to Your Divine Heart, that You may render it perfect, thus giving joy to Your Holy Angels, and so they may keep me under their holy protection, above all at the hour of my death to which I invite them with all my heart. Strengthened by their presence, I will await death with joy and be preserved from the assaults of hell. I beseech you also, dear Angels, to visit immediately the souls in Purgatory, especially my parents, my friends, my benefactors; help them so that they will soon be delivered. Do not forget me either after my death. This I beg you with all my heart, through the Sacred Heart of Jesus and the Immaculate Heart of Mary, Amen.

On the 1st Bead pray: 

St. Michael, I recommend the hour of my death to you! Hold the Evil One prisoner, so that he may not battle against me and do no harm to my soul.

On the 2nd Bead pray: 

St. Gabriel, obtain for me from God lively faith, strong hope, ardent charity and great devotion to the Blessed Sacrament of the Altar.

On the 3rd Bead pray:

St. Raphael, lead me constantly on the road of virtue and perfection.

On the 4th Bead pray:

My Holy Guardian Angel, obtain for me divine inspiration and the special grace to be faithful.

Then say the prayer and Our Father on single beads and the Hail Marys on the beads in threes.

1.  O ardent Seraphim, obtain for me a burning love for God! Our Father [Our Father, Who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy Name; Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us; and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Amen.] and three Hail Marys [Hail, Mary, full of grace! The Lord is with thee; blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death. Amen.]

2,  O Cherubim brilliant with light, obtain for me true knowledge of the science of the saints! Our Father, three Hail Marys.

3.  O admirable Thrones, obtain for me peace and tranquility of heart! Our Father, three Hail Marys.

4.  O exulted Dominions, obtain for me victory over all evil thoughts! Our Father, three Hail Marys.

5.  O invincible Powers, obtain for me strength against all evil spirits! Our Father, three Hail Marys.

6.  O most serene Virtues, obtain for me obedience and perfect justice! Our Father, three Hail Marys.

7.  O Principalities, who accomplish prodigies, obtain for me plenitude of all virtues and perfection! Our Father, three Hail Marys.

8.  O holy Archangels, obtain for me conformity to the Will of God! Our Father, three Hail Marys.

9.  O holy Angels, O faithful Guardian Angels, obtain for me true humility and great confidence in the divine mercy! Our Father, three Hail Marys.

Make the Sign of the Cross, saying: In the Name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.

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