SSSS: Same-Sex-Synod-Sinodality. I won’t participate in that orgy of sin.

Church Militant has great reporting on blasphemous exaltation of everything same-sex for the Synod on Sinodality, what I’ve been calling The Blah Blah Synod™. Because my conscience, formed by Sacred Scripture, Sacred Tradition, and the constant, legitimate interventions of the Ordinary Magisterium of the One, Holy, Catholic and Apostolic Church, tells me that participating in the blasphemous exaltation of everything same-sex Synod on Sinodality, what I’ve been calling The Blah Blah Synod™, is sinful, well then, that means that I must choose with an act of the will, even if that’s seen as contentious disobedience, not to participate in The Blah Blah Synod™, that Synod on Sinodality. To be clear: I will not comply.

• To participate in The Blah Blah Synod™, you have to first of all accept the foundational heretical lie that all are infallible, which is a direct rejection of the founding of the Church on the singular person of Peter by the Divine Son of the Living God, instead holding that it is NOT Peter, but all of us who are infallible. I’m not going to spit in God’s face just because some Pope Francis tells me to spit in God’s face. No.
• To participate in The Blah Blah Synod™, you have to first of accept that it could be true that God is a mere symbol, or that there are other gods, perhaps a blood-thirsty demon Pachamama Idol who is a goddess, so that there is, as a premise of dialogue, no such thing as the Way, the Truth and the Life in Jesus Christ, God Incarnate, but that all is darkness and violence.
• To participate in The Blah Blah Synod™, you have to first of all accept that women priesthood is possible, with women priests being, by definition, lesbians, who have the pretense of blasphemously taking Jesus’ place in His marriage with His Immaculate Bride, the Church, at the Last Supper united with Calvary, these women reciting His marriage vows with that Bride, the Church, this is my Body given for you in Sacrifice, my Blood poured out for you in Sacrifice. How sick. How blasphemous. How sacrilegious.

• To participate in The Blah Blah Synod™, you have to first of all accept that dialogue about how to go about various styles of orgasm amongst the LGBT-alphabeters is healthy and is respectful of people, helping them get to heaven, when instead this is the kind of horror that Saint Paul says is not ever even to be mentioned amongst the Lord’s Little Flock (see Ephesians 5:3-4), for that is mortally sinful behavior bringing people to hell.

• To participate in The Blah Blah Synod™, you have to first of all accept that sin is virtue, and lies are truth, that Jesus is not God, that the Holy Mass offered since the Last Supper until today is not any kind of expression of the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass, that which is, by definition, the lex orandi, the Law of Prayer, giving rise to the lex credendi, the Law of Believing. And this means that to participate in The Blah Blah Synod™, you have to first of accept that the New Mass is also not the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass, for if one valid Mass is said to be invalid, all otherwise valid Masses are invalid. What in hell is this?
• To participate in The Blah Blah Synod™, you have to first of all accept that you want to go to hell for the sake of being clever, involved, up-to-date, nice…

Well, here’s the deal: I want to go to heaven. I don’t care what the cost is to get to heaven. Once in heaven, you’re there forever. I love that.

I’ve had people tell me that I have to choose my battles. That bit of advice came from an old person, and from a time when the scandals were more or less far and few between. But now attacks against faith and morals and reverent liturgy and the spiritual life are fast and furious, daily, multiple times a day. Rebuking is a full time job (see Galatians 2:11). Being compelled, even required to make an answer is a full time job. Sometimes I can’t do it all. I must as a priest firstly take care of the Lord’s Little Flock, providing the Last Rites, providing the other Sacraments, providing Holy Mass. But telling the truth about the way things are, all the good that the Lord provides, and also all the hell that certain individuals insist upon and over which they must be called out so that people will not take the scandal and then go to hell, is all necessary.

What are the battles I choose to ignore or at least put off to another day or year? Whether or not we need even more “Church parking only” signs in the lower parking lot, more gravel and what kind in the upper-other-side parking lot, whether I have to be more presentable as a priest in public by washing Sassy the Subaru more, etc.

On that last point, Sassy’s being splattered full of mud is a badge of honor for her, getting that way, as she does, in transporting me and the Blessed Sacrament on impossible one-lane, no fault, back-ridge trails so as to do Communion Calls. One can understand not caring about that battle. If someone wants to wash Sassy the Subaru, I don’t care, but I’m not going to help either.

But now, compare that to being forced to spit in the face of Christ Jesus. That’s a battle I will take up. I won’t comply. If these people want to go to hell, that’s on them. I wish they would convert. But I’m not going to go along with them, you know, for fellowship:

I would much, much rather get my head cut off:

By the way, after the decapitation (which you don’t see), a few sentences are recited about how the other characters met their own deaths. Very telling. Death comes to us all, even to Popes and Bishops death comes. For me, I want to die for the Lord. That begins now. I just want to do what’s right and just in the presence of Him who will be judging me soon enough. That this will be much sooner than later we will know the very nanosecond we die, much too soon. I could have said one more Hail Mary. I could have witnessed a little bit more clearly. I could have… But our Lord is also very merciful. He wants us to be joyful in our hope. He’s so good to us.