Easy Words That Were Too Difficult For Francis
“My name is Anke de Bernardinis and, like many people in our community, I’m married to an Italian, who is a Roman Catholic Christian. We’ve lived happily together for many years, sharing joys and sorrows. And so we greatly regret being divided in faith and not being able to participate in the Lord’s Supper together. What can we do to achieve, finally, communion on this point?”
Only possible answer:
“You must convert to the Catholic Church”.
Is this too much to ask of a Pope? Really?
It is certainly beyond the pale for this Pope; who, offered the only possible answer on a silver plate, throws himself in the usual confused blabbering; at the end of which we have no answer at all, but we understand the man is trying to make her as much of a honorary Catholic as he can without telling her the brutal facts: that she isn’t and that this is very, very bad.
The only way is conversion. There is only one shop. You are in or out. If you’re out you are in danger of damnation. That’s it.
Basic Catholic fare for every peasant until V II.
Too much for a Pope now.