The Good In The Bad
We are living extraordinary days.
Days almost comparable to those lived by Christians during the Arian Crisis, or by French believers during the Revolution. A world is crumbling around us; but this world was – through the utter treason of most of our clergy – already decrepit, so that there are not even so many people noticing it apart from the minority who care. If in a democracy a Prime Minister-slash-president can promote any kind of “gender” madness without being symbolically flayed alive you know an awful lot has gone wrong for an awfully long time.
Whilst this has its own (obvious) challenges, it also has its (less obvious) rewards.
Sweet Lucia says to the Innominato, in the Immortal Work, “Dio perdona tante cose per un’opera di misericordia”, “God forgives many things for a work of mercy”.
God forgives many things for a work of mercy. Those among us who dare to take a stand in these dark times will be rewarded hundredfold, thousandfold!
Wretched sinner that we all are (at least: I am), the coming times offer us all a wonderful occasion to get “brownie points” to be used when we sit in front of our Just Judge. In the best of cases we will lose friends (but were they really friends?), and professional opportunities (but would they have been really opportune?). In the worst of cases… God, give us strength. All worth it. All the work of Providence.
I do not think Mass Scale Persecution is a problem of our generation; but when writing about the stupid Californian homosexual judges rejecting Proposition 8 I would also never have imagined that only a handful of years later we would have had Obergefell vs Hodges, or an Evil Clown as Pope. Things are happening very fast now, and the sheer amount of madness generates the next mad episode of madness.
The West has chosen Sodom. You refuse to comply with the world’s command. Think of the merit this is going to accrue for you.
Jesus saith unto him, Thomas, because thou hast seen me, thou hast believed: blessed are they that have not seen, and yet have believed.
We have not seen; and yet we have believed. We have believed in the face of planetary madness.
For all those who have been shocked by yesterday’s news, it would be good to go to sleep today with this thought in their mind.
Never lose faith. Never lose hope. We have won already. But every battle has casualties. It is wrong to be a suicide warrior. But if it is not to be avoided, it is glorious to be a casualty in this battle.
The good in the bad is that the fewer we are, the more meritorious will our effort be.