Tankcolo❤️‍🔥⚜️

E-rosary squire.

[Tankcolo❤️‍🔥⚜️ @Tankcolo]

Ahh, my Saint!

Stay awhile and listen as I tell the tale of my forgotten and despised Viking king.

Saint Canute IV dream was to re-establish the legendary North Sea Empire of his ancestor, Canute the Great, and forevermore cement Danish Control of the north. (1/25)

[Memento Mori @TempusFugit4016]

St. Canute, Martyr (1086)

King of Denmark, he constructed churches, maintained missionaries, gave alms to the poor, and was kind to all. He foretold he would be put to death for justice sake. He was killed while praying at the foot of the altar in the church of St. Alban.

[cat @CatholicCat8]

Please pray for a gentleman I know who had a stroke after surgery .. He is a very kind and dear man .. God knows who he is

[Tex🌹 @thatgirltexas]

If you see this, please say a prayer for my son!!

[Venom Rach ☧ @SocialNomadRach]

Always hate it when satanists and heretical secret societies take our cool stuff and ruin it.

[Evan Amato @SirEvanAmato]

While exiled in Switzerland, Bl. Emperor Karl was approached by a group of freemasons.

They offered to restore him to power, on the condition that he legalize freemasonry.

His response?

"As a Catholic Prince, I will never accept from Satan what has been given to me by God."

[Tankcolo❤️‍🔥⚜️ @Tankcolo]

@_ryo_man @Kouv85a You're doing a great job, friend.

[John JM Kraemer/Lego Church Project 🇻🇦 @Kc8wzm]

In your compassion today. Please keep my mom in prayer for a few health issues. Also keep me in prayer as I'm dealing with a severe anxiety attack.

[Le Veilleur ♱🇻🇦 @leveilleur77]

En 2015, à La Mecque, 107 pèlerins sont morts dans la chute d’une grue. Aucun chrétien digne de ce nom n’a utilisé ce drame pour appeler les musulmans à se convertir.

Le malheur d’autrui n’est pas un argument religieux, mais un révélateur de votre morale.

[Link🇻🇦 @ZeldaZealot]

My brother just passed out and I’d appreciate if yall would pray for him.

[Isaac Young @HariSel57511397]

The Cruxifixction is the most horrific story ever told—the worst possible death for the most blameless Man.

Horror is not only at the center of the Christian religion, you can find its imagery in every Church across the world.

[Father Christopher @FChristopher77]

The devil does not rejoice when you fall.

He rejoices when you stay down.

We often believe that hell celebrates every sin of ours. It is not so.

For the demons, the fall is only a tool. They know very well that a fallen person can rise again, for they have seen it too many times. They saw David rising from adultery and the shedding of innocent blood, with “Have mercy on me, O God” on his lips. They saw Peter, after denying Him three times, going out and weeping bitterly. They saw the thief entering Paradise first, from a cross.

It is not your fall they want. They want what comes after it: the moment when you say to yourself, “There is no longer any escape for me.”

Peter and Judas fell on the same night. It was not the sin that separated the two, but what they did afterward. Peter wept and returned. Judas no longer believed he could be forgiven; he remained alone with his sin and perished.

The Holy Fathers, who knew the warfare of thoughts better than anyone, exposed this cunning.

Before the sin, the enemy whispers to you: “Go ahead, God is good, He will forgive you.”

After the sin, the same voice tells you: “God is just. For you it is too late.”

Beforehand, he shows you a God too mild to stop you. Afterward, he shows you a God too severe to receive you anymore. Neither of them is the true God. The liar is the same; only the mask has changed.

The Unseen Warfare, the book that St. Nicodemus the Hagiorite gave to the Church, teaches us something else that disarms us. The black turmoil after the fall is not humility, but wounded pride. It comes from a soul that is astonished that it could fall, because it believed itself stronger than it was. The humble person is not astonished when he falls. He weeps, rises, and runs to God.

St. John Climacus says that nothing is greater than the mercy of God, and that the one who despairs kills his own soul.

St. Isaac the Syrian says that all the sins of men, placed beside the mercy of God, are like a handful of sand thrown into the sea.

If you are down now - after an old sin, after a passion you can no longer escape, or after a shame you have told no one listen:

The thought that tells you “it is too late” is not the voice of conscience. It is the voice of the one who has never known repentance.

You do not have to be clean in order to return. You return in order to be cleansed.

You do not have to have strength in order to rise. Simply say, with whatever strength is left to you: “Lord Jesus Christ, have mercy on me.” The rest is His work.

Hell needs you to stay down. Heaven needs only that you lift your eyes.

Look at the icon of the Resurrection. Christ descended even into hell to take Adam by the hand and lead him out.

However low you are now, the floor you stand on is not deeper than hell.

Rise. Again. And again. Until your last breath.

[Fortissax @FortySacks]

Because the Boomer Holy War, otherwise known as the Second World War, is the creation myth, the biblical Genesis, of the political world order we inhabit. History begins in 1945, Year Zero, when the Allied and Axis powers, the cosmic forces of absolute Good and Evil, clashed for dominion over the world.

What we call “Western Values” are the liberal American values of the postwar order: unregulated global capitalism, liberal democracy, individualism, civil rights, and equality. Three generations of men have been indoctrinated into this cult, which is ultimately a secularized heresy of Aristotelian humanist Christianity, repackaged as a universal moral doctrine.

Hitler has assumed the role of Satan, while some grotesque amalgamation of Winston Churchill and Martin Luther King Jr. occupies the throne of Jesus Christ. The Nazis are the defeated legions of Hell, and the Holocaust is the ultimate revelation of Evil against which all subsequent political and moral questions must be judged.

You’re not allowed to have nice things like community, traditional families, immigration restrictions, or any meaningful sense of national, ethnic, racial, or religious identity as a White person because any deviation from the sacred doctrines of the postwar consensus threatens to bring about Holocaust 2. To believe in any of these is to practice heresy. Racism is the ultimate heresy, and White guilt is origin sin, without a path to atonement.

The further removed each generation becomes from 1945, the weaker its attachment to this haphazard, pseudo religious worldview grows. In 13 years, an entire century will have passed since the outbreak of the Second World War.

The moralizing about the Holocaust, the obsessive fixation on stopping identity politics among native Westerners, the relentless insistence on feminism, diversity, and the ideological apparatus of the postwar order will resemble the exhausted dogmas of a dying secular religion whose founding revelation has lost its power over the living.

This is obvious as the materialistic promise of infinite growth and wealth has failed, and mass immigration, diversity and the third world are an existential threat to westerners who have no socioeconomic opportunities and a poor shot at family for formation.

[Flesh Simulator @fleshsimulator]

Really the only thing they got wrong was assuming they would be cold and tired

[Puflito @Puflito___]

Lo que verdaderamente extrañamos no es Europa

Europa sigue estando

Lo que extrañamos es la Cristiandad

[Michele C @callmemickc]

My sister died this morning. I need prayers.

[Emily✝️♀️🥝🐙🪼🌦 @catholickiwi_4]

My mom is very upset please pray for her I don't like it when she cries

[Emily✝️♀️🥝🐙🪼🌦 @catholickiwi_4]

Please pray my brothers job orientation goes well and that he will be given a suitable position.

[Montjoie Saint Denis @SaintMontjoie]

« Les longues périodes de paix favorisent certaines illusions d'optique. L'une d'elles est la croyance que l'inviolabilité du domicile se fonde sur la Constitution, est garantie par elle.
En fait, elle se fonde sur le père de famille qui se dresse au seuil de sa porte, entouré de ses fils, la cognée à la main. » Ernst Jünger

[Diosa Khali @DiosaKhalinda]

🇫🇷 “Esta farmacia era toda mi vida. Soy madre de tres hijos.
Todo está arrasado y quemado. Tenía medicinas para pacientes crónicos, y quemaron las neveras en las que las guardaba. Cuando esto empezó, llamé a la policía y me dijeron que no podían hacer nada”

[Florence Avignon @AvignonFlo32293]

Je fais un résumé : la garce à boucles blondes n'en a absolument rien à faire que la brune à long cheveux ait failli se faire violer et son bébé tuer, parce que elle, c'est une grosse égocentrée qui n'a pas été menacée et donc, elle qualifie de "dégât collatéral" la violence infligée à la femme brune.

C'est juste infâme, j'ai envie de vomir : ce sont des Pol Pot en jupe, des Stalines à rimmels.
Omnubilées par leurs nombrils en plus, incapables de se décentrer par rapport à leur prochain, mais aimant à penser qu'elles sont de "bonnes personnes" préoccupées par le bien-être de l'humanité.

Maintenant, je considère que ce sont des ennemi(e)s de la population.

[Paracleto4 @paracleto4]

Un giorno, due sposi insegnanti, tornando da scuola, trovarono il loro bambino febbricitante. Provarono dei farmaci casalinghi, ma non servirono a nulla.

A mezzanotte il marito disse a sua moglie: «Bisogna pure andare a letto, se domani dobbiamo andare a scuola. Tu dormi qui con il bambino ed io dormirò nell'altra camera».

Poco prima di andare a letto ricordò di aver letto, in un libro di Padre Pio, che gli si potevano mandare gli angeli e così fece: era l'una meno cinque.

Si svegliò alle tre e pensò subito di andare a vedere come stava suo figlio.

Lo trovò sano a letto.
Felice, svegliò sua moglie, e le disse: «Il bambino sta bene».

Lei rispose: «Me lo spiego, perché prima di andare a letto ho mandato l'angelo custode da Padre Pio».
E risultò che l'avevano fatto tutti e due.

Dopo alcune settimane, questo signore andò da Padre Pio per ringraziarlo personalmente.
Quando entrò in sacrestia, Padre Pio era circondato da molti uomini, ma, vedendolo arrivare, gli disse con umorismo:

«Con voi non si può nemmeno riposare di notte».

L'insegnante imbarazzato chiese scusa, ma Padre Pio rispose bonariamente: «Perché ti scusi? Io sono sempre felice quando arrivano gli angeli, anche se arrivano di notte».

Questo signore ringraziò il Padre, ma la risposta fu: «Và davanti al Tabernacolo e dalla Madonna».

Un po' impacciato e timido, poiché tutti lo guardavano, disse: «Padre Pio, potrei chiederle quale angelo arrivò prima da lei: quello di mia moglie o il mio?».

Sorridendo Padre Pio rispose: «Il tuo angelo
custode arrivò all'una meno cinque, e quello di tua moglie un po' dopo».

@paracleto4