Daily Archives: October 26, 2017
One of the men of the heretical persuasion has come out with another of those “inclusive” thingies that are now everywhere. He wants to receive Communion, you see, because… mercy.
I almost cried inclusive tears as I read of the man marrying a Catholic in 1973 and not being allowed to receive communion. He felt so excluded! I mean, how can this be just, or even merciful? And then some other relatives of him converted, and he was still left out! In the cold, winter night! Watch his nephew, the Good Altar Boy, suffer as he sees that Grandpa cannot receive because… he is a heretic!
Quick, pass me the Kleenex!
Mind: there is no mention of the man’s intention to convert. No. He is perfectly fine with his own theology. It’s the Church that is wrong, you see. He might be made to feel that he is… a…. a….. a…. heretic! How can we use such cruel practices, and such exclusionary language, in the XXI century?
You may say the man is just a simpleton with no idea whatsoever of what he is talking about. You would very probably be right. But in his own Proddie confusion, the man does have a point.
If living in open defiance of God’s laws, in a daily and public insult to the Sacrament of Marriage, is not an impediment to receive communion, what will ever be an impediment big enough? If Jesus’ words can be openly trampled upon, why there should be any difference between a Catholic, a Proddie, a Muslim and an Atheist? If Holy Communion is something you give around to people just so they do not feel “excluded”, who shall be excluded? Why not parachute the hosts into some ISIS training ground, hoping that the bastards down there profit from it, becaaauuuse they neeeed it the mooooost?
Catholicism is logical. The attempt to apply emotional waffle to it will always lead to absurd results. In Catholicism, tutto si tiene: everything is connected to everything else in a wonderfully functional way. To hope that some part may be sabotaged and the other still work is like taking the spring out of a watch mechanism and hope it will continue to work.
The proddie man does not think about conversion. The idea that he might be excluded from communion because he is not in communion does not strike him as something logical. No. It strikes him as something possibly vaguely cruel, but certainly not nice. The wussification of the planet continues unabated, and with it the abandonment of the simplest logic.
You know Loaker? If you don’t, you should. Very good wafers.
That’s exactly how these people (the wussified Proddies, the Archbishop Cupichs, the Cardinal Kaspers, the Grima Wormtongues) see the Most Holy Communion.
I know, I know… it is a doctrinal requirement that a priest be male, not unmarried; and in fact, married priests (people who have married before ordination) have been common in the Eastern tradition and are, on occasion, found today (say: Mickey Mouse Anglican “priest” who converts to Catholicism and is ordained a real one).
But this is not the point.
The point is that celibacy is so intimately linked to the way Catholics understand the priesthood, that to do away with it would very seriously undermine the way the Catholic Church sees herself all over the West.
There are very valid reasons why a priest should not be married. In general (and your uncle, who is a former Mickey Mouse priest now become a real one, is most certainly the exception) it is safe to say that a celibate priest is free to serve God only, but a married priest has to think of his wife and children. From transfers to martyrdom, and thinking of the cares of daily life alone, a priest is not as free to be exclusively dedicated to his flock, if he has a family under his roof. His son’s flu will be in the way of his flock’s illnesses. His wife will be a constant element in his life decisions; he will not be so free to even choose persecution at the hands of his own bishop, if wife and children are in the picture.
The now widely reported rumours about Francis authorising a sort of generalised married priesthood (perhaps only in certain Countries first, like Brazil and Germany; using the incremental demolition methods so often used in the Age of Madness) would be, whilst not heretical in the way Amoris Laetitia is heretical, a terrible blow to the Church, making her even more similar, from a pure factual point of view, to the Protestant sects we have seen dying all over Europe for many decades now. Francis’ hate for everything that is Catholic does not stop at a frontal attack to the Sacraments. Everything must be sabotaged, deformed, and made unCatholic in a pathetic attempt to rescue a Barque which, if it were not for Her promised Indefectibility, would at this point appear condemned to sink.
Let me say this once again: if we had had real Cardinals and Bishops instead of kitten in the last two years, we would not be at this point now. If Amoris Laetitia had plunged the Church into an extremely hard confrontation between Catholics and heretics, Francis would now think thrice before throwing more petrol on the flames. It is only the utter silence (with the isolated meowing here and there) of our clergy that allows him to go on with his devastation work with the currently enjoyed – bar divine intervention – certainty of impunity.
Make no mistake: this rumoured “married priesthood” would be a bone cancer for the Church. A cancer even worse than an isolated, at some point unavoidably terminated Francis papacy. A cancer sure to spread in years to come, leaving a trail of self-destruction the like of which we have, up to now, barely imagined.
As I sit writing this, I have troubles even to think of a Western diocese in which the majority of priests are married as “Catholic”. It goes against what I always thought of the priesthood since a little child. It is a fundamental facial plastic surgery to the Church as we know it in the West.
We need to pray every day for the death of this Pope and the demise of the toxic legacy of this Pontificate. It won’t get better, and the more our kitten limit themselves to meow, the more these enemies of the Church will feel emboldened.