Darrell Glenn aka Ca

The city was stirred, the ground gave a cry— as truth rode in and passed by. My faith, too, trembled, cracked at the seam— when life proved harsher than I had dreamed. But #shaken is not the same as undone— for what stands the storm is what faith has begun. farmoftheglenn.com/2026/03/29/pal…

I walked on the ground I once called my own, through seasons of harvest and seeds I had sown. I feared for its future, its fading, its fall— and tried, in my wisdom, to steady it all. But #land is not held by the strength of my hand— it rests in the will of the One who gives land. farmoftheglenn.com/2026/03/28/sat…

Reading for the Saturday of the Fifth Week of Lent ow.ly/Fc1P106wtq2

I walked on the ground I once called my own, through seasons of harvest and seeds I had sown. I feared for its future, its fading, its fall— and tried, in my wisdom, to steady it all. But #land is not held by the strength of my hand— it rests in the will of the One who gives land. farmoftheglenn.com/2026/03/28/sat…

I ran from the noise and the weight of the day, from sorrow that would not be reasoned away. But flight without purpose is just another chain— a quieter prison disguised as relief from pain. So I fled to the place where the broken are kept— and found I was held, not merely #escaped . farmoftheglenn.com/2026/03/27/fri…

Father James, The curious thing about judging discipline in the Church is that we usually assume the scales are unjust—especially when they don’t weigh in our favor. The Church has always had saints who were corrected and sinners who seemed to “get away with it.” That is not proof the Church is sick—it is proof she is human. But when every disagreement becomes evidence that Rome has collapsed, one begins to suspect the problem is not that the Church lacks integrity, but that we expect her to confirm our every conclusion. After all, the Barque of Peter has survived storms far worse than uneven discipline—and even the occasional passenger shouting that the captain should resign.

The hierarch is sick, right to the very top. TWO PACHAMAMA "POPES" IN A ROW. Show some integrity, Leo, whatever shred of it you might have left, and resign.

I built up a self I was eager to show— with prayers and with habits to let others know. But truth whispered softly, undoing my claim: “If all points to you, you have missed out My name.” So I loosened my grip on the self I had made— and found in that loss that my soul was remade. farmoftheglenn.com/2026/03/26/thu…

I waited for strength, for clarity, for light— to do something well, to do something right. But grace does not linger for plans to be spun— it enters the soul when the word becomes done. Not perfect, not polished, not proven, not won— just a heart that will whisper: “Lord, let it be #done.” farmoftheglenn.com/2026/03/25/sol…

"The Word of God became flesh and made his dwelling among us; and we saw his glory." - John 1:14

I waited for strength, for clarity, for light— to do something well, to do something right. But grace does not linger for plans to be spun— it enters the soul when the word becomes done. Not perfect, not polished, not proven, not won— just a heart that will whisper: “Lord, let it be #done.” farmoftheglenn.com/2026/03/25/sol…

I searched for a place that would feel like my own, in city-lit streets and fields overgrown. But land cannot answer the ache of the soul— for belonging is found in a deeper control. Not where I am standing, but whom I am of— I #belong not to earth, but to Heaven above. farmoftheglenn.com/2026/03/24/tue…

Reading for the Tuesday of the Fifth Week of Lent ow.ly/LISB106wgTe

I searched for a place that would feel like my own, in city-lit streets and fields overgrown. But land cannot answer the ache of the soul— for belonging is found in a deeper control. Not where I am standing, but whom I am of— I #belong not to earth, but to Heaven above. farmoftheglenn.com/2026/03/24/tue…

I hid in the quiet where no one could see, and feasted on shadows I called being free. But truth has a way of uncovering rot— and I found I was seen even when I was not #caught . Yet mercy stood near, not stone, but a call: to be caught by His grace is no trap at all. farmoftheglenn.com/2026/03/23/mon…

Reading for the Monday of the Fifth Week of Lent ow.ly/TkxO106wcT5

I hid in the quiet where no one could see, and feasted on shadows I called being free. But truth has a way of uncovering rot— and I found I was seen even when I was not #caught . Yet mercy stood near, not stone, but a call: to be caught by His grace is no trap at all. farmoftheglenn.com/2026/03/23/mon…

I bristled at noise, at horn and delay— yet death passed quietly unnoticed that day. But He, undisturbed by insult or breath, was shaken instead by the presence of death. Lord, reorder my heart— let me see what You see: to be rightly perturbed is to be truly free. farmoftheglenn.com/2026/03/22/fif…

They said they knew where He was from— as if truth were tied to a place on the sun. But He came from depths no map could chart— from the Father’s will to the human heart. And I, who boast of @AmarilloDiocese where I’ve begun, forget each day where I am from. farmoftheglenn.com/2026/03/21/sat…

Bishop Barron, It is a delightful paradox that persecution often strengthens religion—yet it would be an even stranger religion that insisted on being persecuted in order to thrive. Religious freedom may not make saints by itself, but it at least gives them room to breathe. After all, the martyrs sanctified the world under persecution—but they never suggested we make the job easier by removing freedom altogether. So perhaps the goal is not to choose between persecution and liberty, but to be faithful enough that either one becomes an occasion for grace.

Friends, it’s an honor to serve on the White House Religious Liberty Commission. This week, we gathered in Washington, DC to discuss religious freedom in healthcare.  Please keep this important work in your prayers.

Dr. Marshall, Comparing Christ to Genghis Khan proves less about Christ and more about the imagination doing the comparing. If brute force decided history, the Cross would have been a footnote and Caesar a savior. Yet the odd thing is that Genghis Khan needed armies, while Christ conquered the world by being crucified. So whether it is blasphemy or merely bad philosophy, it certainly misunderstands the one Man who proved that power is not the same thing as victory.

Does this qualify as blasphemy?

Dr. Marshall, The difficulty with every new photo is that it immediately produces a new pope—usually a very bad one—long before the Church has had time to recognize the old one. If every alarming image proves idolatry, then Christianity would have collapsed somewhere between the catacombs and the Renaissance. The Church has endured far worse than confusing pictures and confident conclusions. Yes, no one is above the First Commandment—but neither are we above the commandment against bearing false witness. The curious thing about wolves in sheep’s clothing is that they are often easier to spot in headlines than in reality.

My Statement on Prevost and Pachamama: “If these recently unearthed photos are truly Pope Leo XIV (then Prevost) participating in the idolatrous worship of the false goddess Pachamama, then the Roman Cardinals have elected an idolater and a syncretist to the papacy. The infiltration of wolves in sheep’s clothing might be far deeper than we had ever imagined. All Catholics from the Pope down to the layman must renounce the adoration of anything other than the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost. ‘Thou shalt have no other gods before me’ is the First Commandment. A Pope is not above the commandments.”

Father James, The odd thing about declaring popes apostates is that one eventually becomes the only Catholic left—and even then must wonder who will certify it. Yes, Apostolicae Curae said what it said about orders. But “we are one” has always been the Church’s strange way of inviting unity, not declaring identity already achieved. The danger is not quoting Leo XIII—it is using him as a hammer against the very Church that preserved his words. After all, the Church has survived bad finances, bad bishops, and bad tempers. The real mystery is how she survives Catholics who are absolutely certain everyone else has left her.

Leo XIV is a blatant apostate. So are the cardinals, like Blase Cupich, Tobin and McElroy who support him. Another dysce just went bankrupt, but not one bishop has been laicized. Have you figured out the billion dollar boys club cabal yet?

I said I knew Him @AmarilloDiocese — by word and by name. But He stood before me and undid the claim. For truth is not something I gather or own— It is Someone by whom I am known. farmoftheglenn.com/2026/03/20/fri…

Like St. Joseph, I planned a quiet exit— a dignified retreat from the strange @AmarilloDiocese. But God spoke in a dream and called me to remain. Holiness is not escape— but staying when love makes no sense. farmoftheglenn.com/2026/03/19/sol…