I am the good shepherd. I know My sheep and My sheep know Me, just as the Father knows Me and I know the Father, and I lay down My life for the sheep.  I have other sheep that are not of this fold. I must bring them in as well, and they will listen to My voice. Then there will be one flock and one shepherd.…John 10:14-18

I have found myself alarmed at the amount of lies in the “shorts” on all these different platforms. From AI, to just plain ignorance and made up things, it is all there to rile you up into a rage or send you into fear. Rage and fear blind. When you are blind, you cannot see truth.

Long ago, back in 2020 I got off of almost all social media. Back then, I didn’t want to box in the digital foray of hatred, prejudgment and division. I wanted to be able to meet people in person, to dance with joy in the dance of life and relationship. I wanted reality. Heaven’s reality because the Kingdom of God is at hand. I still long for this and do my best to have face to face interaction because it doesn’t dehumanize people.

… “The time is fulfilled, and the kingdom of God is at hand; repent and believe in the gospel.” Mark 1:15

I wanted to stand in confidence of the Lord and not the number of likes and subscribers. I still try to make a concerted effort to guard what gets put into my mind. When I went on the silent retreat at Bethany House it became all the more clear, the need to turn off the noise as much as possible.

Turning off the distractions has not isolated me, rather, when I encounter a person, or when I teach class, I am more engaged. I am able to teach the hard things to my OCIA class with more clarity and less fear, even as there is more pushback. I have no courage on my own, but with Christ, all things are possible.

Jesus looked at them and said, “With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.” Matthew 19:26

This is not to say that everyone out there has to choose the path I have chosen. Know thyself. For me, this is the best way to keep God at the center of things as I see things falling apart around me.

I want to recognize my Master’s voice and not be fooled because of distractions that have me looking somewhere other than the Face of Jesus. Rage or feeling like I have secret knowledge or thinking I know a person’s deepest intentions distract me from the one who loves me. It serves to get me looking at outward issues that cause me to build walls around my heart. When I recess into the depths of my heart, and I hand everything there to my Jesus, then the walls come tumbling down. I become vulnerable – to the Lord – and it is there that I am in His will. I am naked and unashamed because He sees all of me and He chooses to save me and wash away my sin. I don’t have to worry because there is no ulterior motive in my heart except to love Him which enables me to better love others.

As I was pondering all these things, I set off to Mass yesterday, October 29, 2025, and for the first time in a long while, the Lord sent me consolation.

It was the third elevation. Our Priest held up the broken host and said, “Behold the Lamb of God“. I saw in my mind and prayer, Jesus’ broken body on the cross. I saw His blood pour into the chalice. I knew with a deep knowing that the chalice vessel represented the Church that His blood poured into. When the Priest consumed the Body and Blood, I knew that Jesus was glorified by that act. I knew that a Pentecost was happening inside the Priest. I knew that the Priest must protect the chalice, the church. And I knew when He came down off of the altar for us to receive that we were receiving the Glorified Christ and He would purify. I saw all this come through the action of the Priest. Heaven’s bridge. I understood why the Priest should face a crucifix during the consecration prayers and why the chalice needs protecting and to be treated with delicacy, like a bride.

The scene made me cry. Heaven really is colliding with earth on that altar through the Priest. These are things I already knew, but when God brings consolation through a deep and piercing way, it is humbling to witness and makes me want to pray more for the salvation of souls and for the strengthening of the Priesthood.

It makes me want to keep my oil lamp lit. To persevere until the end.

But the wise took flasks of oil with their lamps. Matthew 25:4

As I laid down to sleep last night, I was awakened with the words of a song. Come, Jesus Come.

Until then, we wait and we pray. God Bless you all.

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