Joy! Pope Francis Grants Salvation To All!
The Conciliar Constitution Gaudium et Spes, faced with these questions that forever resonate in the hearts of men and women, states: “We do not know the time for the consummation of the earth and of humanity, nor do we know how all things will be transformed. As deformed by sin, the shape of this world will pass away; but we are taught that God is preparing a new dwelling place and a new earth where justice will abide, and whose blessedness will answer and surpass all the longings for peace which spring up in the human heart” (n. 39). This is the Church’s destination: it is, as the Bible says, the “new Jerusalem”, “Paradise”. More than a place, it is a “state” of soul in which our deepest hopes are fulfilled in a superabundant way and our being, as creatures and as children of God, reach their full maturity. We will finally be clothed in the joy, peace and love of God, in a complete way, without any limit, and we will come face to face with Him! (cf. 1 Cor 13:12). It is beautiful to think of this, to think of Heaven. All of us will be up there together, all of us! [Tutti noi ci troveremo lassù, tutti.] It is beautiful, it gives strength to the soul.
In another astonishing show of unCatholic rubbish for the retarded, the new age freaks and the three-years-old, Pope Francis has generously granted salvation to all of us (“all of us!”), evidently feeling that God’s rules and Jesus’ explicit warnings in the Gospel are past sell-by date, and unfit for the Age of Mercy now ushered in by this evil man in his boundless insolence. Rorate vouches (and I, as an Italian, do it too) for the complete accuracy of the translation.
Francis uses here a variation of a tactic often employed by him on past occasions: Francispeak. As you can read in the link, he first introduces a more or less innocuous explanation of what the Church is supposed to do – lead souls to salvation – and then, in a huge leap of populism for the benefit of the kindergarten brains, extends the concept by simply assuming that this ambition will, ipso facto, translate into actual salvation for all members of the Church. Members of the Church who, far from being reminded of the Last Four Things and warned of the concrete danger of damnation as Our Lord Himself did, are encouraged to believe – nay, are openly told – that they will all be saved, “all of them!”
Clearly, we are here in front of a new religion.
But why would a Pope, of all people, propagate this new religion of drunken dreams and arrogant, blasphemous self-justification? Because, as it is by now evident to the stones, he either does not believe in God, or does not believe in the God of the Christians.
If a man so inebriated by popularity like Francis does not believe in God, everything will be expendable: if he thinks telling people that they will most certainly go to Paradise will make him more popular, one like him will see no reason to refrain from telling the masses exactly that.
Alternatively, one may think that Francis believes in some strange “spiritual presence”, like those people who rotate their hand in the air as they explain to you, with profound expression, that “there must be something over there”, though they have not managed yet to tell you exactly what. Like them, Francis has – in this scenario – shaped for himself a God so convenient, that the brainless masses cannot but be won by it.
In both cases, Francis is actively sabotaging Catholicism. He is, day in and day out, working at the demolition of our religion, so that his own cult may be fuelled by it.
All his public stunts can be explained with one of the two positions, and all of them make perfect sense once their rationale is correctly spotted. I personally believe that he is simply an atheist, because it seems more probable to me that one who has been many years in a Seminary may radically question the truth of what he has been taught, rather than thinking that these truths are true only by half. Still, I do not know what Francis was taught – or taught himself – in the seminary in the first place. Methinks, how to roll a joint might have been the most solid piece of theology gone out of those walls.
Speaking of seminaries, one wonders whether the seminary this man has led should not be, one day, burnt to the ground just for the shame of having had him as the rector.
But there is no need for burning. Jesuits like Bergoglio care for its utter destruction anyway.
I don’t buy your new religion, Francis. You may go to hell with that if you so like.
But as for me, I will serve the Lord.