A longtime reader emailed in asking that one and all be reminded of the events recorded in the twentieth chapter of St. John’s Gospel. If any of you readers out there are “Extraordinary Ministers of Holy Communion” in the Novus Ordo, you really, really need to stop. Immediately.

As I have recounted on the Barnhardt Podcast, in my first year after being received into the Church (Novus Ordo), I did prison ministry at the Arapahoe County Jail. It was all laypeople. Not even the “permanent” deacons went. And, to my abject horror in retrospect, we were enjoined to perform “Catholic Communion Services” using a script authored by the not-very-conservative “conservative” Archbishop Charles Chaput, who it also turned out was rabidly anti-traditional liturgically. The “team leader” for the day would pass out, completely casually in the visitors locker room of the jail, The Blessed Sacrament to each team going to one of the six cellblocks. “How many do you want? Six? Okay. Here.” I think back on that and cringe. More than once I was handed a pyx filled with Hosts, which I then PUT IN MY POCKET and carried down to the cellblock. The only thing I can say in my own defense is that as I was walking down to the cellblock, I would “talk” to Our Lord, generally remarking to Him that He was the Creator and Sustainer of the Universe, Infinite Love and Power Himself, and… He was in my pocket. At least I acknowledged Him, and the situation, which is more than could be said for most. But it was still so totally, horrifically wrong.

Since I could speak a little Spanish, I was almost always sent to the Spanish-speaking cellblock, and most of the men who came to the “Communion Service” were either maximum security or super-max, that is, wearing either orange or red jumpsuits. Was I ever scared? No way. I was safe as a kitten. I had 15 or more exceptionally capable bodyguards at all times. The men were mostly Mexican, with some Central Americans. And I learned two very important lessons about Eucharistic piety from those men. First, many of them did not receive Holy Communion. Why? Because they had, in their words, “two wives”. That is, they were divorced and civilly “re-married”, or divorced and shacking up with another woman. They KNEW this meant that they could not receive – but they still came. The other thing I learned from the Latino felons in the jail was pre-conciliar Eucharistic piety. When they walked into the room, and saw the pyx containing the Blessed Sacrament on the table, they would immediately fall to their knees and reverence Our Lord. They believed in the Real Presence of Jesus Christ in the Eucharist. Far, far more than the upper-middle class American Novus Ordoists.

The Fruit of the First Sorrowful Mystery, Our Lord’s Agony in the Garden, is SORROW FOR SIN. Oftentimes poorly formed priests tell people that once they have confessed a sin, they should never think about it again. This is wrong. As one progresses and tries to advance in sanctity, one of the graces that follows is realizing not only what sins one has committed in the past, but realizing WHY those sins were sins, and just how awful they were. So, not only did I confess my participation in these “Catholic Communion Services” and the intrinsic sacrilege of them and of my physical handling of the Blessed Sacrament, but I also always mention these sins when I make a General Confession. Thank God! Thank God that now I not only know, but that the horror of it gets continually stronger. Let this process of realizing the kind and gravity of my sins never cease!

Which brings us to the whole question of physically touching the Blessed Sacrament. It is all in John 20. Our Resurrected Lord tells Mary Magdalene that SHE MAY NOT TOUCH HIM (verse 17), but just a few verses later specifically tells St. Thomas to stick his finger in Our Lord’s side (verse 27). What is the difference?

St. Thomas, having been present at The Last Supper which was not only about the institution of the Mass and the Eucharist, but also about the INSTITUTION OF THE PRIESTHOOD (“Do this in memory of Me” – only ordained PRIESTS can “do this”, that is, confect the Eucharist), was already an ordained priest. The Sacramentally Ordained may touch the Blessed Sacrament (Deacons, Priests, Bishops). Anyone else, male or female, may NOT. Period. In fact, the non-ordained may not even touch a vessel holding the Eucharist. Lay people may not TOUCH a ciborium, a chalice, a pyx, or a monstrance with bare hands, and preferably not at all. The pyx that I was given in ARSH 2007 when I began doing prison ministry, I later wrapped in a linen handkerchief and surrendered to a Traditional priest, because a vessel that held the Lord should not be sitting on a shelf in my house, and I should not even be touching it. Now, the only vessels that have contained The Eucharistic Lord in my house are ME and MY GUESTS.

It isn’t a question of contrition. The Penitent Magdalen was more contrite than any of us will probably ever be for our sins. St. Thomas was in a state of extreme and even obstinate doubt until the moment he physically touched Our Lord. It is a question of the supernatural reality of the priesthood, and of the supernatural reality of the consecration of the Eucharist within the Mass, and the Real, Physical, Substantial Presence of Our Lord in the Blessed Sacrament. 

Having unconsecrated hands touch the Blessed Sacrament is a direct attack upon the priesthood, and the Eucharist itself. It is a premeditated introduction of scandalous desacralization – the modern buzzword here is “DEMYTHOLOGIZATION“.

If you are NOT a Deacon, Priest or Bishop, STOP TOUCHING THE BLESSED SACRAMENT. Only receive Holy Communion from the hands of a Deacon, Priest or Bishop, and do so kneeling and on the tongue. Do not participate in the Freemasonic scandal of desacralization, the attack on the Priesthood, the Church and the Eucharist, which is what the whole “Extraordinary Monsters Ministers of Holy Communion” thing is. Believe me, you will be glad you did, and you will regret not having done so sooner.

Laypeople.

Ordained.

March 25th is the fixed date of the great Feast of the Annunciation… BUT since March 25th falls inside Holy Week this year, Holy Mother Church defers the Great Feast to the first day outside of Eastertide, which is Monday, April 8th this year. Why? Well, to be frank, so that we are not deprived of celebrating the literal pivot point of history: When Our Lady, in full freedom, said, “Yes” to God, and The Second Person of the Triune Godhead incarnated in her womb. A fascinating question in speculative theology is what God would have done had Our Lady not given her Fiat. This is NOT an heretical question. In fact, to argue that she HAD to say “yes”, and thus had no exercise of free will in the matter is the heresy. The fact that she was given the choice, and had the agency to choose, is the entire point. Her free choice to say “yes” undid the free choice of Eve to disobey God’s command. But BOTH women were free of Original Sin when presented with their respective choices. Eve was created from the side of Adam free from Original Sin, and yet fell. Our Lady was conceived without the stain of Original Sin by virtue of Our Lord’s Passion and death on the Cross reaching backwards through time to prevent her, and ONLY her after The Fall, to be conceived without the stain of Original Sin, but Our Lady was still FREE to choose. She was also, it must be remembered, FULL of Grace. Love MUST be free, by definition. Love and coercion cannot coexist. So, had Our Lady said “no”, would God have written off humanity and annihilated the world simply on the rationale that if the woman intended to be His highest created being refused to cooperate and thus the Trinity would end “the human project” and delight in the quintillions of angels, OR would He have found another way? This is a completely speculative question, the answer to which God only knows, and none of us need spend excessive amounts of time worrying about. All we need to know is that she said, “Fiat” and that as a result of her “Yes” we are redeemed by the Passion, death and Resurrection of Christ and can be saved, and she is therefore the Co-redemptrix by her freely-chosen Fiat.

Even when this Annunciation-in-Holy-Week dynamic happens, the Christian world used to always hold March 25th as the first day of the New Year. My essay on this in the context of explaining the florid historical Latin acronym “ARSH” that I use on all of my dates is thus an annual tradition on March 25th, not a little bit because I still regularly get emails asking what ARSH stands for, even though there is a dedicated link to the essay in the Menu Bar, as well as the FAQs page. Also, because I have noticed over the years that the ARSH acronym absolutely drives malevolent actors completely, one might even say diabolically, crazy. As in full-blown spittle-flecked nutty. So, I watch and note VERY carefully who rages and throws fits about my use of ARSH, because only someone who is seriously morally deranged and a servant of evil could possibly be offended by the words, “In the Year of the Reparation of Human Salvation” in historical Latin acronym usage (see examples below). Only an enemy of Christ, witting or unwitting, could possibly have a problem, much less be driven to rage, by something so incomprehensibly beautiful as the Incarnation of The Lord, of which no human words could ever be sufficient in praise. If there were something more florid than ARSH, I would use it.

So, here is the essay, which is, according to some, rock-solid proof of my spectacular, deranged evil, even though we defer the celebration of the Feast until after Eastertide. You be the judge. And remember, the ARSH party this year is Monday, April 8th. –AB ’24

The abbreviated date prefix ARSH stands for:

Anno
Reparatae
Salutis
Humanae

This means, “in the Year of the Reparation of Human Salvation”.

There are several forms of this wonderfully and beautifully Christian prefix to dates.  The most common, which we are all familiar with, is “A.D.”, which of course stands for “Anno Domini”, which means, “the Year of The Lord”.  BUT, there are actually FIVE more forms which one sees in documents, books, plaques and inscriptions:

A.S. = Anno Salutae = “The Year of Salvation”

A.N.S. = Anno Nostrae Salutis = “The Year of Our Salvation”

A.S.H. = Anno Salutis Humanae = “The Year of Human Salvation”

A.R.S. = Anno Reparatae Salutis = “The Year of Salvation Accomplished/Reparated”

And finally, the most florid and most glorious:

A.R.S.H. = Anno Reparatae Salutis Humanae = “The Year of the Reparation of Human Salvation”

This “moment zero” from which all dates are counted is, of course, the Annunciation, when Our Blessed Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, the Second Person of the Triune Godhead, became incarnate in the womb of the Blessed Virgin Mary at her words, “Fiat mihi secundum verbum tuum,” that is, “Be it done to me according to thy word.” This is why up until not too terribly long ago in Christendom, March 25, NOT January 1, marked the beginning of a new year, and was when the date rolled over.  Hence, March 24, ARSH 1514 was followed the next day by March 25, ARSH 1515.

This event is so massively incomprehensible in its infinite love for mankind that we bend the knee TWICE at Mass when it is mentioned:  the first instance is when the Creed is recited.  All should kneel at the words, “Et incarnátus est de Spíritu Sancto ex María Vírgine: Et homo factus est,” that is in English, “And became incarnate by the Holy Ghost of the Virgin Mary: and was made man.”

The second instance is at the Last Gospel, the first fourteen verses of St. John’s Gospel, which is recited at the end of almost every Mass, all genuflect at the words, “Et Verbum caro factum est,” which is, “And the Word was made flesh.”

And so, years and years ago, in fact, when I was sixteen years old and got my first checking account, I started always putting “A.D.” beside the date when I wrote checks, just as a little way of working a witness to the Incarnation into daily life.  Later, when I launched Barnhardt.biz, I asked my website developer to write into the code that all timestamps would include “A.D.”  THEN, over  a decade ago, after visiting Rome on pilgrimage, the abbreviation ARSH was suggested to me as the “ultimate” date prefix.  I was sold, because with me, it’s “go big or go home”.  And there are no words adequate to declare the awesome loving miracle of God incarnating as Man so that we might be saved.

I find it a strange compliment that 1958 sedevacantists and Trad Inc. partisans most especially, seem to think that the pinnacle and proof of my evil and stupidity is my little revival of the use of a beautiful Latin abbreviation for the pivot point of Salvation History when the Blessed Virgin Mary by her freely-chosen “Fiat” became the Mother of God and Co-redemptrix, by which all of mankind, including atheists, Communists, Jews and musloids, all measure time.

It’s… odd.

Here are some pics of ARSH used in various places:

An inscription from Naples, Italy.  Not ridiculous.

From a Hungarian text. Not ridiculous.

From a French text, in fact explaining Latin abbreviations. Not ridiculous.

They know EXACTLY what’s causing skyrocketing cancer, especially in the young, and they know that we know that they know what caused it.

Remember, Diabolical Narcissists derive MORE satisfaction from “the getting away with it” than the initial commission of the crime/sin itself. Watching their victims consent to and even cooperate in their own abuse is the gift that keeps on giving. The toddler-level ridiculousness of this pantomime is precisely the point. The more embarrassingly stupid the theatrics, the better. The spiteful abject humiliation of the victims is the satanic objective.

Incredibly sad. Remember the axiom:

We refused to take it and they prayed we would die. We warned them not to take it, and prayed they would live.

It seems to me that she’s the best one of the lot (damning with faint praise, I know), and she seems to be a loving mother. Prayers for Catherine Middleton and her children.

Waking up at sunrise 🤮 and 🚽 really makes fasting so much easier. In fact, I’m of a mind to never eat anything ever again. But, I know I’ll change my mind on that soon enough. In the mean time, here are some memes.

The sub-100 IQ Argentinian Freemasonic NWO Foggy Bottom stooge puppet faggot masquerading as Christ’s Vicar on Earth these eleven years is STILL pushing the poisonous sterilant injections.

Golly! IF ONLY THERE WERE SIGNS!

HIGHLY VISIBLE SIGNS!

Like, OBVIOUS, OBSERVABLE, DISSEMINATED IN REAL TIME OVER THE ENTIRE PLANET… SIGNS!!!

If only Christ’s Holy Church were VISIBLE, especially at her head, and in usurpation. Visible, like… an ECLIPSE is visible.

Oh, wait. It is. For those not blinded by love of money and human respect.

https://www.lifesitenews.com/news/pope-francis-denounces-anti-vaxxers-calls-covid-jab-refusal-an-almost-suicidal-act-of-denial/?utm_source=featured-news&utm_campaign=usa

O St. Joseph, whose protection is so great, so strong, so prompt before the Throne of God, I place in you all my interests and desires. O St. Joseph, do assist me by your powerful intercession and obtain for me from your Divine Son all spiritual blessings through Jesus Christ, Our Lord; so that having engaged here below your Heavenly power I may offer my thanksgiving and homage to the most loving of Fathers. O St. Joseph, I never weary contemplating you and Jesus asleep in your arms. I dare not approach while He reposes near your heart. Press him in my name and kiss His fine Head for me, and ask Him to return the Kiss when I draw my dying breath. St. Joseph, Patron of departing souls, pray for us. Amen