(Roman Catholic) Bishop Schneider’s 12 steps to surviving as a Catholic family in a “heretical wasteland”

“Looking for a survival plan for your Catholic family? This is a ‘must read.'”

Source: WATCH: Bishop Schneider’s 12 steps to surviving as a Catholic family in a heretical wasteland | News | LifeSite

With some “tweaking” of specifics, such as replacing the Catechism and Magesterium of the Roman Catholic Church with the classical Book of Common Prayer (1549-1662 in the U.K., 1789-1928 in the U.S., and particularly the 1928 BCP), including its own Catechism and Offices of Instruction, and the teachings of the fathers and doctors of the ancient and undivided Church of the first millennium — especially, as the great 17th century Anglican divine Lancelot Andrewes phrased it,

“One Canon [of Scripture] reduced to writing by God himself,  two  Testaments, three Creeds (*), four General Councils, five centuries, and the series of Fathers in that period – the centuries that is, before Constantine, and two after – determine the boundary of our faith”

— this could apply equally to Anglicans who wish to exercise what some are now calling “the Benedict Option” on a family level.

* includes the Athanasian Creed, a more detailed explication of the Trinitarian and Christological doctrines of the Christian faith.

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DEFRA | Discover Britain’s Protected Foods

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Source: DEFRA | Discover Britain’s Protected Foods

Foodways and local foods are a fascination of mine, and so I found this most interesting! As I am not in Britain, of course, it is mostly an academic interest; but if or when I have the chance to visit next, I will surely take account of these unique regional delicacies! One interesting tidbit I gleaned from just a short scan:

“In the 1920s Beatrix Potter (Mrs Heelis) invested money earned from her Peter Rabbit stories in buying up Lake District farms under threat from development or afforestation. On these farms she encouraged the revival of the Herdwick breed. On her death in 1943 she left all her farms to the National Trust, specifying that the sheep on these farms should be kept as pure Herdwicks. Lakeland Herdwick lamb was served at the Queen Elizabeth II’s Coronation dinner in 1953.”

Mike Hookem MEP – “Welcome To The EU Army” – YouTube

It is, of course, neither my place nor my intention to tell (or even suggest to) anyone in another country what they should do. But despite my desire to keep this blog mostly free from controverted political issues, I have to ask: is this what the people of Britain want? For the Royal Army, Royal Navy, and Royal Air Force to become merely arms of an EU military, responsible not to the Queen or Parliament, but to an un-elected, unaccountable, non-British bureaucracy based in Brussels, but operated, for all intents and purposes, by Germany?

And a Germany, at that, whose government has made it clear that part of their goal is to drastically change the whole complexion — literally as well as figuratively — of Europe itself, through massive migration from Islamic countries? Is Britain going to allow Germany to accomplish by political means what it was unable to through two World Wars — the complete subjugation of Europe? And a Europe almost unrecognizable as such, at that? I hope not! Whatever happened to

“Rule Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves!

For Britons never never never shall be slaves”…?

I have considerable German heritage myself, and I am completely at a loss to understand what’s going through the minds of the German government at this point in history. But whatever it is, does Britain want to be part of it? I sincerely hope not! I do not mean to tell my British friends what to do, and I am not telling them what to do. But I am hoping, praying, and yes, pleading: let June 23rd be Britain’s Independence Day! Shake off the shackles of the EU before it’s too late.

June 23rd - Britain's Independence Day

A man can dream, can’t he…?

Her Majesty The Queen - Grand Union

(… and yes, if we ever did become a Commonwealth Realm, the Grand Union flag seems to me to make the most sense as the “American Ensign.” It is historic and traditional to us, as a Nation, and it speaks of the time — right up through at least the first year of the Revolution — when the vast majority of the patriots and Founders were fighting for our “rights as Englishmen,” and did not really seek dissolution of the ties which bound us to Great Britain. That came later, and reluctantly, for most…)

Russia’s last Empress on Marriage and Family Life – Juicy Ecumenism

Tsarina Alexandra Feodorovna offers profound words of wisdom on the twin subjects of Christian marriage and family life. Her reflections and counsel are all the more necessary in these times, for they call all Christian husbands and wives, mothers and fathers to embrace the true vocations of matrimony, marked by a shared life of selflessness and loving sacrifice.

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Source: Russia’s last Empress on Marriage and Family Life – Juicy Ecumenism

True enough, this is Russian and Orthodox in focus, not British or Anglican! But that does not mean the wisdom and guidance provided by the last Tsarina is not just as worth heeding by good Christian folk of other churches, communions, and jurisdictions. Besides, Anglicans have traditionally had very good relations with Orthodox Christians, since both look to the Fathers and Doctors of the ancient and undivided Church of the first millennium.

And Christian marriage is under threat from many directions, in today’s highly secular culture: it does not hurt us at all to recall — and hopefully, model our own relationships after — the traditional, ideal form of holy matrimony, expressed so clearly and beautifully by Empress Alexandra, and described by my friend Ryan Hunter.

The Ten Points of Tolkien’s Politics – The Imaginative Conservative

J.R.R. Tolkien despised politics. It is, however, a natural question for someone to ask about his views here, as we live in a highly politicized age. So, what do we know about the great man’s politics? (essay by Bradley Birzer)

Source: The Ten Points of Tolkien’s Politics – The Imaginative Conservative

Resolutely apolitical in his personal habits, there are nonetheless things that can be said about Tolkien’s political philosophy. Some particular points of interest, with respect to this blog:

“Tolkien referred to himself in his letters as an anarchist of the non-violent variety. Almost certainly, Tolkien’s anarchism is neither [modern anarcho-capitalism nor anarcho-socialism]. Given his writings on the Shire, in particular, Tolkien almost certainly meant this in the sense that he was a Catholic and, therefore, that he believed in subsidiarity – that is the principle that power should reside at the most immediate level possible.

“… in the same letter that Tolkien called himself an anarchist, philosophically understood, he also argued that he would support an unconstitutional monarchy. Puzzling, to be sure. But, again, given Tolkien’s writings regarding Middle-earth, and especially on Aragorn, Tolkien almost certainly meant that a king should be bound by his oath to his people and, especially to Christ. Philosophically, Tolkien would have identified with St. Thomas Aquinas, especially in the great saint’s letter On Kingship. For Aquinas, the only true king was the king who behaved as would Christ, willing to sacrifice himself for love.”

Being somewhat of a philosophical anarcho-monarchist, myself, this makes perfect sense to me! As the great man put it, in “Fellowship of the Ring,” the section on “The Ordering of the Shire”:

“There remained, of course, the ancient tradition concerning the high king at Fornost, or Norbury as they called it, away north of the Shire. But there had been no king for nearly a thousand years, and even the ruins of Kings’ Norbury were covered with grass. Yet the Hobbits still said of wild folk and wicked things (such as trolls) that they had not heard of the king. For they attributed to the king of old all their essential laws; and usually they kept the laws of free will, because they were The Rules (as they said), both ancient and just.”

I especially love this concluding quote, by Tolkien himself:

“I look East, West, North, South, and I do not see Sauron. But I see that Saruman has many descendants. We Hobbits have against them no magic weapons. Yet, my gentle hobbits, I give you this toast: To the Hobbits. May they outlast the Sarumans and see spring again in the trees.”

Tomb Of The King – YouTube

One of the things which struck me with great force as I toured England and Scotland in 1985, and Ireland, England, and Wales in 1990, was the tremendous antiquity in which the very land was steeped. It was awe-inspiring enough to touch Roman brick (!), for person born and raised in a country that things 300 years is “old,” but the heritage of the British Isles goes so much further back than that… I was particularly taken by the barrow-mounds, to which I had been first introduced in fictional form through the works of J.R.R. Tolkien. To actually be face-to-face with true barrows, in all their reality (though without, so far as I know, barrow-wights), was a remarkable experience.

But familiarity breeds contempt, they say; and it was with great sadness that I learned, later in life, that not all in Britain share this American-of-British-ancestry’s passion, respect, and even reverence for a past which reaches back thousands of years, yet retains a strange and mystic continuity with the present. Just as Americans seem to think nothing turning areas of great natural beauty into strip malls or housing developments, it seems that there are interests in Britain that think nothing of driving roads through, or building car-parks on top of, ancient structures that have stood for millennia… including the tombs of prehistoric kings and chieftains.

In this haunting song, Damh the Bard sings of one such barrow. I do not know whether it is intended to be entirely representative, or whether he had a specific site in mind when he wrote it, but either way, he evokes the feelings of sadness and frustration I myself feel when I hear of antiquities — whether ancient Oaks or ancient Barrows — bulldozed for the sake of what we so glibly call “progress.” In hopes that we may someday, as humans, outgrow our childish lack of respect for those who came before, I give you Damh the Bard’s “The Tomb of the King.”