The Evil Clown has today reached a new level of ridicule by suggesting that to the clearly imperfect, incomplete, not at all environmental and peaceful Works of Mercy further two should be added: the first one (that would be the spiritual one)consists in thinking like an enviro pacifist fag, and the second (that would be the corporal one) in behaving like an enviro pacifist fag.
Congratulations to the Evil Clown. This was an excellent way to show to everyone with a brain which one his religion is (hint: #neverCatholicism).
I now proceed to some hypotheses concerning how the new religion of enviro fag peace might be developed, and what the next moves of the new FrancisChurch might be. You read it here first, folks!
An addition to the “Our Father”, with words like “and let us not offend the common home”. I know, the words of the Our Father come from Our Lord himself. But hey, in those times we just weren’t ready for the whole message.
A new decade of the Rosary, the “green peace mysteries”. They would show how merciful, peaceful and environmentally conscious Jesus was. For example when he killed the fig tree, whipped the merchants in the temple, or threatened the lukewarm with hell.
An addition to the Hail Mary, with words like “Dominus Orbisque Tecum”, in FrancisSpeak “the Lord and the common home are with thee”. Will be taught to children of three to make sure they get FrancisChurch early.
There might be further moves, but I think these ones here are the most probable.
As I have said many times, this man is just plain stupid. He is so stupid, that he never got what Catholicism is, and what a clown he makes of himself by trying to remake it in his own image. We must thank God that as He allows us to be punished by such a bad Pope, He gives us ample way to understand what an enemy of the Church he is.
Pray for the poor deluded idiot. It is terrifying only to think what pit of hell awaits him if he dies unrepentant.
The intrepid Pontiff has given us another example of his half-childish, half-socialist mentality.
Speaking about the works of mercy, the Pontiff has conveniently omitted to remind his audience of the fact that there are not only corporal, but also spiritual works of mercy; of which some, like “instruct the ignorant, “admonish the sinner” and “counsel the doubtful” are so accurately avoided in this pontificate that one wonders whether the old man is aware of their existence in the first place. Unless, of course, admonish the sinner would mean, for him, making the Traditionalist aware of the grave sin of loving Catholicism, and so on.
The problem, though, does not stop here. It seems that everything that does not reek of call for redistribution does not appear in Francis' radar. You will, for example, not see him embarking in a, erm, crusade in favour of that very endangered work of mercy: to bury the dead. You won't, because it smells of Catholicism, and Francis simply doesn't like Catholicism. But give him an excuse whatsoever to plead for more Socialism, and he will embrace it with enthusiasm whenever he is not writing he a stupid, anti-Catholic and anti-Capitalist apostolic exhortation.
A three years old who thinks himself wise has become Pope; or, alternatively, an evil man caring only for his own popularity.
One of the works so mercy is to bear injustice patiently. There's no doubt we are been trained strongly in that.
“At the evening of life, we shall be judged on our love.”
This phrase of St. John of the Cross is, at times, misused by the usual cafeteria Catholics.
By mentioning it, they state or imply that love saves. I am sorry to burst anyone’s bubble, but love doesn’t save.
Every monster is capable of love. Every serial rapist and killer can have people whom he loves. Most of them certainly have. Therefore, love is not the key opening the gates of Heaven.
Nor is that kind of love that translates into “doing good”, but with no faith in God behind it. It has always been Catholic teaching that salvation is the fruit of the works that come from the faith. Faith with no work will yield no salvation; but so will the works without the faith.
If you reject Christ until the end, Christ will reject you in the end. He that believeth not shall be damned. It follows that even being, say, an atheist Mother Theresa will be of no avail for he who believeth not.
Certainly, we can and must hope that Christ will help those who do good to others (which isn’t charity in the proper Catholic sense, but is still doing good deeds) to reach faith in the end. But we cannot say that their ability to love, or the good deeds this ability engenders, will save them. Certainly not if, as this is always the case, this “love” is meant as purely earthly, and the good deeds are made because it’s good to be good. If this were true, then fornicators, idolaters, adulterers, effeminate, abusers of themselves with mankind,thieves, covetous, drunkards, revilers, and extortioners would all inherit the kingdom of God, provided they love and do good. Which most of them assuredly do.
This “having one’s heart in the right place” nonsense is one of the most dangerous pieces of rubbish spread in modern times.
In the end, everyone has his heart in the same place, and most people love others. Even the Hitler, Stalin, Pol Pot, Obama, and Sebelius.
I can’t imagine countless atheists do not love their offspring to distraction. Will this save them from hell unless they repents? Assuredly not. Not if Christianity is truthful, and makes sense.
Beware of pious hogwash.
Why are conservative Catholics so intent in bashing everything that is Un-Catholic? Why are they unable to just let people be, and embrace “tolerance”? Do they really need to show all the others how good they are? These questions fly around, more or less directly, in this or that blog post.
Perhaps yours truly should say a word or two.
The modern world – who doesn’t learn anything by heart, because it feels too smart for that – has forgotten that to admonish the sinner is not only acceptable, but highly desirable. It is, in fact, one of the spiritual works of mercy. The one who helps the other to understand the consequences of wrong behaviour truly is the one who often helps the wretched creature more than all others around him, and claiming to love him and to want his good, are doing. Lucky is the sinner who has someone with the gut to tell him what is what, and who might perhaps remember the lesson before it’s too late. Of course, a dose of prudence and intelligence will go a long way in lending more effectiveness to one’s merciful work, but the clumsy helper will always be preferable to the sleek accomplice in another’s sin.
What is true in the private sphere is more so in the public one. All those wannabe Catholics, or wannabe Christians, or wannabe nice people who give scandal and sabotage Catholicism in various ways cause a strong reaction from conservative Catholics. Why? Because generally speaking, conservative Catholics truly care. They care that others be not led astray by the false prophets and the fake slogans of our times, and they care that the evil spirits, who roam through the world seeking the ruin of souls, may have as difficult a job as possible. The world will hate these good souls, and the usual suspects – the ones who say they are tolerant and inclusive – will hate them most; but you see, in being so hated, these good souls are doing works of mercy.
As to the being good, my impression is that sound Catholicism works. Good conservative Catholic families tend to be happy and intacts, without drug or drink problems, no or far less divorces, no sluttish girls, and no tattoos. Families with a permissive attitude are, generally, those who have these problems, and their members – particularly the parents – must strain their tolerance and progressive attitude to show the world they haven’t failed after all. At some point, looking tolerant is better than looking plain stupid.
Come on now, call me a bigot. But you know I am right.
Let us pray for a world with more people like the Christians of old, to whom souls were more important than trees, and truth than niceness.
Dio Perdona tante cose per un’opera di Misericordia
“God forgives (so) many things for a work of mercy!”. With these words, the simple but pure peasant girl Lucia addresses her mighty kidnapper, a man so powerful that the Spanish power is a joke to him, and so corrupt as to be willing to have a girl kidnapped and consigned to her raper for a matter of prestige and reputation among his peers. A man, though, not mighty enough to escape the patient, silent work of the Holy Ghost, and whom the sight of such helpless, desperate purity will move to the point of causing the explosion of a looming crisis; a crisis that will see him, after a terrible and liberating night, see the dawn of a new life.
Millions of Italians know these words, who have become – like so many expressions from this wonderful novel – part of the everyday language in Italy. They are particularly fortunate because – like many other expression of the Promessi Sposi, written by a man very fit in Catholic doctrine – they give to the reader beautiful snippets of Catholic wisdom, a wisdom that will, hopefully, came back to them in moments of crisis even after they have – like most of those who know these words – stopped attending Church.
Like millions of other Italians, the one or other phrase from this immortal novel comes back to me from time to time, and makes me think. It seems to me that one of the greatest strenghts of Catholicism is in its attention to the little things, in the quiet knowledge that God doesn’t abandon those who don’t forget him in the little things, and helps them to stay – or to return to – the straight and narrow even when they stray in the bigger ones. The attitude of your typical Italian Catholic of one-two generations ago – before the “everyone’s a saint” era that has, to an extent, polluted Italy as well as the rest of Catholicism – was exactly this idea that when one does his part, and even not such a big one, the Provvidenza – a concept Manzoni comes back to again and again – takes care that the sheep finds his way, in due time, to the fold.
This is in my eyes the reason why the Countries that are more traditionally Catholic are also the ones with, I am sorry to have to say so, the happiest people. Not for us the life-quenching rigidity of old Presbyterians, the tortured morality of old Puritans, the virtue that kills joy. A stream of quiet optimism runs through the veins of Catholics, the idea that salvation doesn’t come without doing anything to deserve it, but that deserving it is well within the reach of sinners like you and I.
God forgives so many things for a work of mercy.
This is the reason why I do not stop boring you with my insistence on the Rosary, as I am fully persuaded that – besides Mass attendance – no other weapon in the Catholic armoury is so powerful in its effects, or so easy in its use.
As, though, God forgives so many things for a work of mercy, I have thought to flank my link to the Rosary with a smaller, less demanding link to a short prayer also linked to by Father Z, the Daily Offering to the Immaculate Heart of Mary. This short prayer will take you, literally, twenty-two seconds, but exactly because of its non-demanding nature can become a habit everytime you visit this site.
In case you understand or enjoy Italian – how silly of me: the two are one and the same….. 😉 – below is the scene I was talking about, the beautiful and extremely accurate – with the text used as script; basically, it is the excerpt of an audiobook with images – 1967, Sandro Bolchi rendition of I Promessi Sposi , featuring a beautiful and very moving Paola Pitagora as Lucia and the – as usual – stellar Salvo Randone as the Innominato.
The scene begins at 7:10.
Every now and then, some archbishop forgets bishopese and start talking like a bishop.
This time, Archbishop Carlson of St. Louis reminds us of the importance of praying for the dead.
Archbishop Carlson is politically incorrect for several reasons:
1) he reminds us of a typical Catholic teaching, the communion of saints. One wonders how many young Catholics – yes, even those in Madrid – would, when asked, be able to answer correctly as to what it is;
2) he reminds us of the importance of prayer;
3) he reminds us of the value that we as Catholics put on works of mercy;
4) he reminds us that our relatives and beloved in Purgatory need our prayers.
This clearly goes against a certain liberal, tambourine-armed mentality according to which canonisation by acclamation follows death and we shouldn’t do things so much differently than our brothers in Christ, the Proddies, lest they are offended and/or “hurt”.
Slowly but surely, a certain orthodoxy seems to timidly reappear in the way bishops present themselves and present Catholicism to their sheep. A long way to go for sure, but one registers such interventions with a certain satisfaction and optimism.
I am trying to remember how often I have heard such news in my past years in Italy. I can’t remember a single episode. OK, the Internet was not really there, but the only things one could hear were the usual sugary talks about The Young, peace ‘ n love, and The Young (I am forgetting something. Oh yes.. The Young).
Some twenty years later, I think we can say that at least the sprouts of a new orthodoxy are clearly visible.
Twenty years ago, who would have even mentioned the works of mercy….