Old And Not Wise
Cardinal Kasper is above Eighty. Hans Kueng is way past that age. The Bishop of Rome, TMAHICH, is rapidly approaching it.
Each in his own way, these three are among the most efficient weapons of the Devil in his battle for your soul. The Cardinal pays lip service to a truth he says you do not have to follow if your conscience dictates otherwise, the Bishop (of Rome; but he is so 'umble, you know…) supports him any way he can short of jumping around like a groupie, the theologian is so far away from even the notion of Christianity he now supports his own home-made religion.
Old men; not very far away from the tomb; spitting on Christ Crucified every day.
Why do they do that? Can they truly be so deluded as to think that the Holy Ghost has allowed the Church to be wrong for 2,000 years? Or are they, perhaps, willing allies of Satan?
No. The simple explanation, if you ask me, is that they have lost the faith. They do not fear any punishment, and want to make the most of the time they still have left.
Pope Francis has John Lennon's “Imagine” sung at one of his “let's slap Catholic decency in the face”-ceremonies, and you know he takes the world “imagine there's no heaven”, “no hell below us” and “above us only sky” very literally. This is why he relentless pursues his own popularity at the cost of Catholicism, spitting on everything Catholics hold as sacred as he builds his monument among the dissenting, the atheists and the heathen.
Cardinal Kasper did not manage to make it to Pope, but he certainly enjoys his long-standing reputation for dissent. It makes him appear as the good guy among millions of Kirchensteuer-paying German soi-disant “c”atholics, for whom he provides the ideal cover and alibi. A very comfortable position to be in if you live in Germany. Besides, Kar-Ching in German sounds exactly the same.
Hans Kueng, the once mediocre Christian, is the one most advanced in his Satanical ways. Even in dying he is so full of himself, that he seems resolute to do so in very public defiance of Christ's laws. Of the three, this is the only one I can imagine celebrating a Black Mass, in order to be “inclusive”, but still not believing in any of it. Actually, even believing in it. Kueng smells of reprobation from as far away as Reykjavik.
Three old men, not at all wise, sliding every day toward the hell that certainly awaits them if they die unrepentant; doing so very publicly, and not caring a bit about the consequences, because they do not think there will be any consequence – or perhaps, in the case of Kueng, are rather fascinated by them -.
These men have, unless they have willfully chosen Satan, lost the faith.
We will keep ours, and die in the faith of our fathers.
Whatever old men, not at all wise, may tell us from whatever pulpit God has allowed them to abuse.