Although it had been my hope to have this commentary published by this morning, I simply fell asleep about thirty minutes after midnight in the middle of typing. I awoke within a minute or so to find that I had typed several lines consisting of the numeral “1”, and realized that it was time to shut down the computer after working on it for about twelve hours or so. I apologize for the delay.

This commentary on the Orlando massacre is not for those steeped in sentimentality. It is a pretty hard-hitting look at the reality of sin and of its effects in our world of Modernity, which came into being as a result of the Protestant Revolution and the subsequent rise of Judeo-Masonry, and Modernism. As it was my desire to complete this commentary at a reasonable hour before running errands for the family, I have paid no attention to the memorial that took place in Orlando, Florida, today. I will, though, comment on that memorial as time permits in the next few days.

Our Lady of the Rosary, pray for us.

Saint John Francis Regis, pray for us.

As our 2008 Chrysler Town and Country minivan finally yielded to a problem that is the subject of an active recall notice (the ignition key got stuck in the "accessory" position, a defect that can occur even as the car is being driven) that many dealers make one excuse after another to avoid repairing, my available time today was spent on a totally unexpected emergency. This means that all I have to offer you now is another late-night republished reflection on the life of a saint whose feast day is almost over. My commentary on the mass shooting at the hands of a Mohammedan in a place of iniquity needs to be completed with care, and thus it is that I will not rush its completion this evening. All I can do is to apologize as there is little I can do when a problem such as the one with the minivan occurs within the Providence of God. Thank you for your understanding.

Tonight's republished article, which was written six years ago now and revised last year, any longer), attempts to draw comparisons between Saint Basil the Great's battles with the Arians and our own battles with the lords of the counterfeit church of conciliarism and their apologists. I had forgotten, prior to re-reading the article, just how many little nuggets from Dom Prosper Gueranger's The Liturgical Year are contained in its text. Here is one just nugget:

"Peace is just what Basil desired as much as anybody; but the peace for which he would give his life could be only that true peace left to the Church by our Lord. What he so vigorously exacted on the grounds of faith proceeded solely from his very love of peace. And therefore, as he himself tells us, he absolutely refused to enter into communion with those narrow-minded men who dread nothing so much as a clear, precise expression of dogma; in his eyes their captious formulas and ungraspable shiftings were but the action of hypocrites, in whose company he would scorn to approach God's altar. As to those miserably misled, 'Let the faith of our fathers be proposed to them with all tenderness and charity; if they will assent thereunto, let us receive them into our midst; in other cases, let us dwell with ourselves alone, regardless of numbers; and let us keep aloof from equivocating souls, who are not possessed of that simplicity without guile, indispensably required in the early days of the Gospel from all who would approach to the the faith. The believers, so it is written, had but one heart and one soul. Let those, therefore, who would reproach us for not desiring pacification, mark well who are the real authors of the disturbance and so not point the question of reconciliation on our side any more.'"(Dom Prosper Gueranger, O.S.B., The Liturgical Year.)

The authors of disturbance today are not those of us who point out the errors and blasphemes and sacrileges of the conciliar "popes," including Jorge Mario Bergoglio/Francis, but those who are silent about and/or enable these offenses, a silence that prevails these days among so many "conservative" and "traditionally-minded" priests and presbyters in the structures of the counterfeit church of conciliarism.

Our Lady of the Rosary, pray for us.

Saint Basil the Great, pray for us.

Spotty internet coverage and a planned excursion to permit our daughter to participate in an agricultural exhibition have made it impossible to get online much in recent days, delaying even the repubilication of my brief reflection on the life and the work of our dear Saint Anthony, the hammer of heretics. Although I would have liked to hae completed a commentary on a Mohammedan man's terrorist shooting in Orlando, Florida, at a facility that catered to those steeped in the sin of Sodom by now, I need more time than that which is available to be now to do so. It is my plan to have the commentary ready for publication by Wednesday, June 15, 2016.

Speakig of Mohammedans, we should remember that Saint Anthony desired to die a martyr's death in an effort to convert Mohammedans following his transfer from the Order of Saint Augustine to the Order of Friars Minor. It was not God's Holy Will for Saint Anthony to die a martyr's death as he became ill upon arriving in Morocco and was then led as a result of shipwreck away from his native Portugal to Sicily, and from there to Italy, where his fame as a preacher and miracle worker began.

Saint Anthony lived for only thirty-six years, teaching us that it is not the length of the years that matter. No, what matters to God is how we use the time given to us this very day, which could be our own last day on the face of this earth before our Particular Judgment, to know, love, and serve Him as He has revealed Himself to us exclusively through the Catholic Church. God is merciful to those of us who have sinned much by giving us length of years so that we might use our time well to make much reparation to the Most Sacred Heart of Jesus through the Sorrowful and Immaculate Heart of Mary for our sins. Saint Anthony's work on earth was done when he was just thirty-six years old, whereupon his work for us in Heaven commenced.

Dear, dear Saint Anthony, help us to find our way to Heaven, especially by being as devoted to the Most Blessed Sacrament and to the Mother of God as you were here on earth.

Work on the next original article has begun. Look for it tomorrow, Sunday, June 14, 2015, the Third Sunday after Pentecost within the Octave of the Most Sacred Heart of Jesus and the Commemoration of Saint Basil the Great.

A blessed feast of Saint Anthony to you all!

Our Lady of the Rosary, pray for us.

Saint Anthony of Padua, pray for us.

I promised a brief commentary on Jorge's latest screed at the Casa Santa Marta would be published reasonably soon.

Well, I hope that this is soon enough.

The next article may be several days in the making.

Our Lady of the Rosary, pray for us.

Saint Margaret of Scotland, pray for us.

Saint Barnabas, pray for us.

Saints Primus and Felician, pray for us.

With apologies for the delay, here is a brief reflection on the Harambe dog and pony show that has ceased to dominate the "twenty-four/seven" news cycle. A longer commentary focusing on the rotten fruit of evolutionism will be published within the next week or so.

Jorge Mario Bergoglio was back at work yesterday, Thursday, June 9, 2016, at the Casa Santa Marta. Here is a brief quote:

“This (is the) healthy realism of the Catholic Church: the Church never teaches us ‘or this or that.’ That is not Catholic.'"

I will have a brief commentary on this quite soon.

Our Lady of the Rosary, pray for us.

Saint Margaret of Scotland, pray for us.

Saints Primus and Felician, pray for us.

Saint Barnabas, pray for us.

No, no article about Harambe yet. This one deals with a gorilla of heresy, Jorge Mario Bergoglio, and his blasphemous, heretical endorsement of the secular state that was made in an interview in a French newspaper run by lay Catholics, La Croix, on May 17, 2016, Whit Tuesday, at a time I was consumed with Amoris Laetitia.

I let our true popes have at Gorilla Jorge in this brief article.

Pray hard.

Our Lady of the Rosary, pray for us.

Saint Norbert, pray for us.

As a good deal of my day yesterday was stuck in the "sudsy-dudsy" given the fact that we remain without a working dryer, my commentary on the insanity concerning Harambe, the lowland gorilla who met his just deserts after a little boy fell into his exhibit area, has been delayed another day.

For the moment, however, I offer a brief reflection on the missionary work of Saint Boniface, the Apostle to Germany, who stands as a rebuke to the conciliar "popes" and their embrace of false religions.

Our Lady of the Rosary, pray for us.

Saint Boniface, pray for us.

The tender mercies of the Most Sacred Heart of Jesus are an inexhaustible treasure that our own hearts, stained by so many sins and our own disordered self-love and lack of meekness and humility, can fathom only faintly.

The Most Sacred Heart of Jesus, that perfect fountain of unmatched love for us fallen creatures, was formed out of the Sorrowful and Immaculate Heart of Mary. There is a perfect communion of love that exists for all eternity between these two Hearts, the One beating within the Body of the God-Man and the other beating within the body of His Most Blessed Mother.