About a half a ton, but He ain’t heavy. He’s my Brother.
That method didn’t work. We thought about cranes, the works. Finally we figured it out. A special machine. Brute force. Prayers.
A caption for the statue? “Welcome home!” to those who have been away all too long. Is Jesus trustworthy? This statue also correctly provides instruction on trustworthiness: there are wounds, large and deep. Yes, Jesus laid down His life, Innocent for the guilty, to take us up in life for eternity.
Over at yet another parishioner’s house the other day, I was told a story by the husband, who is Jewish and loves to tell stories. Here’s one of his favorites:
“So, one morning, dark, foggy, cold, temps in the teens, my friend and I, both of us Jews, mind you, were traveling along in our car and we saw one of those “Bridge freezes before road” signs right before crossing the bridge. It was one of those S-curve bridges. You approach from a sharp curve into the bridge and there’s another sharp curve right after the bridge. The car was still carrying centrifugal force as we hit the ice, setting the car spinning around three times on the icy bridge, and throwing us spinning in the wrong direction when we hit the sharp curve going in the opposite direction on the far side of the bridge. But the road after the bridge wasn’t icy, and we hit the road exactly in our lane and going the right direction. Had we hit any other way we would have flown off the road and, right there, that would have been catastrophic.”
“Directly, squarely in front of us, as we hit the dry road on the far side, there was a billboard saying “JESUS SAVES”. We looked at each other and were both dead silent for, like, thirty seconds as we travelled safely onward. And that’s a long time after something like that. And then we looked at each other again and said to each other simultaneously, ‘Did you see that? Jesus saves.’ And then we went quiet again.”
“Jesus is Jewish,” he added to me so very many years later.
Jesus said about Himself (in our perspective) Psalm 22: 6-7…
“But I am a worm and not a man, scorned by everyone, despised by the people. All who see me mock me. They hurl insults, shaking their heads.”
Yep. That’s us, in our fallen human nature, if we are without grace. With grace, we already know that that’s who we are on our own, total idiots who don’t see God right in front of us.
If we don’t recognize that that’s who we are if we are without grace, we have zero integrity, zero honesty, zero humility. We are full of ourselves, and we’re full of **** as pictured above. That’s not the kind of person who goes to heaven. I wanna go to heaven. The way to go to heaven is not to congratulate ourselves that we are holy, having saved ourselves because we’re the ones, the only ones; the way to go to heaven is to recognize that Jesus is our Savior because He’s the One, the only One.
Oh, and we are to be happy to stand with Jesus in His trials.
That means that if we are with Jesus, we are also considered to be worms by the rest of the fallen world. Ready for that?
Just be to persnickety: It’s not so much “worm” in the biblical text, but rather more specifically, “maggot.” Baalzebul, however you wanna spell it, means “Lord of the Flies”, that is, The Lord of Death, so, rotting corpses, so, maggots, hence, flies. Satan is the murderer from the beginning. Jesus says, “I am a maggot and no man” (in our perspective). How far we have fallen.
Jesus is considered a maggot because we are fallen and that’s how we roll in self-protection: Jesus is bad and evil, not me.
Again, the cure to this, in Jesus’ grace, is a bit of humility, honesty, integrity, so that, redeemed and saved by Jesus, being in His grace, standing in solidarity with Him, we are also then considered to be maggots, the worst of the worst. And moreover, we’re happy about this.
Great video on the Shroud. For myself, I was always entirely taken by the shroud. What scientists say in our own day as different even from a couple years ago is amazing. Proof for anyone of good will.
But that’s the catch. If you are malicious. If you are defending your own sinful life, you will simply refuse to believe. No proof can force someone to believe. Jesus says Abraham says this:
Luke 16:19 There was a certain rich man, who was clothed in purple and fine linen, and feasted sumptuously every day: 20. And there was a certain beggar, named Lazarus, who lay at his gate, full of sores, 21. And desiring to be fed from the crumbs which fell from the rich man’s table: and even the dogs came and licked his sores. 22. And it happened that the beggar died, and was carried by the angels into Abraham’s bosom: the rich man also died, and was buried; 23. And, lifting up his eyes in hell, when he was in torments, he seeth Abraham afar off, and Lazarus in his bosom. 24. And he, crying out, said, Father Abraham, have compassion on me, and send Lazarus to dip the tip of his finger in water, and cool my tongue; for I am tormented in this flame. 25. And Abraham said, Son, remember that thou in thy lifetime receivedst thy good things, and Lazarus likewise evil things: but now he enjoys comfort, and thou art tormented. 26. And besides all these things, a vast gulf lieth between us and you; so that they who wish to pass hence to you cannot, nor can they pass to us thence. 27. And he said, I beseech thee, therefore, father, to send him to my father’s house: 28. For I have five brothers, that he may testify to them, lest they also come into this place of torment. 29. Abraham saith to him, They have Moses and the prophets: let them hear them. 30. But he said, Nay, father Abraham; but if one went to them from the dead, they will repent. 31. And he said to him, If they hear not Moses and the prophets, neither will they be persuaded though one rose from the dead.
The universal salvation heretics say that the rich man is not in hell but in purgatory. They go against the parable spoken by the Truth Incarnate wherein trustworthy Abraham explicitly says no one can pass from one side to the other, over the chasm between heaven and hell, ever. Ain’t gonna happen. “Abraham is a liar!” they shriek: “Jesus is a liar!”
The universal salvation heretics say that the rich man is a nice guy, charitable, and should go to heaven. But in saying that, they actually deny the resurrection. Let’s examine that:
(1) The rich man cries out: “Father Abraham, have compassion on me, and send Lazarus to dip the tip of his finger in water, and cool my tongue; for I am tormented in this flame.” The idea is that unless Abraham sends Lazarus to hell for the sake of mercy, Abraham himself along with Lazarus will go to hell for being unmerciful. To deny justice for the sake of a false mercy is in fact a sin. So Abraham rebukes this malicious “Bring ’em all to hell!” plot of the rich man: “Abraham said; ‘Son, remember that thou in thy lifetime receivedst thy good things, and Lazarus likewise evil things: but now he enjoys comfort, and thou art tormented.’ So, the rich man stays in hell and Abraham and Lazarus remain in heaven marveling at how evil the rich man is.
(2) The rich man cries out: “I beseech thee, therefore, father, to send him to my father’s house: For I have five brothers, that he may testify to them, lest they also come into this place of torment.” Obviously, the rich man, Dives, is the Herod under whom Jesus lived and died and rose. Rich, feasting sumptuously, dressed in purple, there’s only this one possibility: Herod. Lazarus is, of course, the Lazarus of Martha and Mary fame, the one Jesus raised from the dead and who the henchmen of Herod wanted to kill all over again. The five brothers are who-knows-who? amongst the insane genealogy of Herod’s father. Remember, there is no word for “cousin” in Hebrew. It’s always “brother.” But surely they are a well known, trusted group close to Herod, evil even in the eyes of the rich man in hell. Sending Lazarus to them would mean his instant murder at their hands. But more than this, Lazarus would be committing a sin worthy of hell if he were to disrespect Moses and the prophets by effectively saying that Moses and prophets weren’t good enough. With that sin Lazarus would simply go to hell with Abraham. That’s entirely evil and malicious of the rich man in hell who obviously deserves to be there. Abraham is right to say: “They have Moses and the prophets: let them hear them.”
The rich man in hell cannot stop being malicious and evil and plotting to get everyone in hell. He said again: “Nay, father Abraham; but if one went to them from the dead, they will repent.” He’s again disrespecting Moses and the Prophets, who spoke of the resurrection. So, Abraham rightly responds: “If they hear not Moses and the prophets, neither will they be persuaded though one rose from the dead.” So, the rich man stays condemned in hell forever, and Abraham and Lazarus remain safely in heaven. I love this.
Here’s how malicious and evil people are in hell: they want to be in hell and they only want everyone to be hell. They don’t want to come out of hell. They want to hate God and themselves and everyone else in hell, forever. That’s what they hotly desire, so to speak.
Is that kind of person going to be convinced by scientific studies and reason concerning the shroud? No. Because they don’t want the truth. Sure, the shroud is absolutely a proof of the resurrection. But it’s not a proof that will be received by those who are malicious and evil. You cannot force someone to believe. We are saved by grace. These proofs are but aids for someone to assent to the faith that God is already crashing down upon them. So, we provide such things, but we must rejoice that God is doing the work of salvation. People can say “no,” and do say “no,” but we can and must be there for them to try to get them to say “yes.”
By the way, those eyes on the shroud, opened up, they remind me of these eyes:
Meanwhile, I am many times a day being dragged through the mysteries of the Two Hearts Rosary as I call it. More to come on that. The currents run deep. The Rosary is amazing for those who pray it.
Islam has it that Allah is too holy to love us so much as to come into this world and die for us, the Innocent for the guilty. Better, it is said, to kill Jesus by saying that Jesus didn’t die for us, you know, that He just came down from that cross, saving Himself [?], but not us, so much not us that Muslims are directed in the Qur’an to cut down any Jews or Christians wherever they find them.
Asia also has a long history of killing God and neighbor by “praying,” you know, sitting a certain way, breathing a certain way, staring at one’s belly button in a certain way (talk about self-absorbed), and emptying one’s being of any thought, no room for God or neighbor anytime any where for any reason, effectively killing ’em all. I remember some Catholic religious sisters in upstate New York offering years of courses on how to “pray,” that is, on how not to pray in all these ways, destroying the life of God in those who went to them for such “direction.”
In Europe, we hear of the errors of Russia, their extremely violent capitalism of the state over the proletariat, which they jokingly nickname “communism.” They murder everyone, by the hundreds of millions so as to prove that they murder God. And the philosophers say, “God is dead,” even as they, pretending to have made themselves God, drop into the grave.
In these USA, we go out of our way to kill the image of God in the least of the brethren, abortifacients, abortion, infanticide, euthanasia, policies that encourage cartels and kill untold numbers of people with drugs.
In Latin America, there is Pachamama, consort of the sun god, that demon idol used as the excuse to murder hundreds of millions in “sacrifice,” whereby human hearts became the main protein source for untold numbers of centuries, surely proving by such “power” that the murder of God is at hand.
When I was a seminarian attending pontifical universities in Rome it wasn’t any better being subjected to lectures on the meta-historical-resurrection of Jesus, you know, so as to say that God is dead and He stays dead, never rising, just becoming a widespread hysteria whereby we say that Jesus is dead figment of our imaginations – but Hey! – a nice figment at that. But Jesus is dead and He stays dead, they think. I’m guessing all my professors from way back in the day are today all dead.
Instead of all this, Jesus rose from the dead according to the flesh, truly rising from the dead. His glorified body, as they call it, doesn’t mean that He was any less risen from the dead according to the flesh. He even asked for a very dead fish to eat so as to prove to them that He was alive and actually with them in the flesh. Put your fingers in the nail prints, Thomas, and your hand into my side.
Jesus commanded us not to be afraid. We are not to think that Jesus is an abstraction of our imagination somewhere in outer space. Jesus repeatedly called us friends. Forget the nirvana, forget the murder of God and the murder of the members of the Body of Christ. Pray by speaking with Jesus in humble thanksgiving, plainly, as you were created to do, redeemed to do. God has made it easy for us to be one with Him. The “normal” we never knew. And better than normal. Oh happy fault that merited for us so great a Redeemer.
What’s worse than seeing bad people fall into hell?
Wrong question. First of all, it’s not a bad thing at all to see bad people falling into hell. It’s devastating, surely, for us here while we’re still on earth. I get it. The saints speak about being wrecked after having seen a vision of hell. Just look at the Fatima kids after they saw a vision of hell. They’re wiped out.
But remember what Jesus answered to Saint Teresa of Avila when she asked how she could be happy in heaven when she knew that her relatives were in hell: You will be happy to praise my justice. Yep. That’s right. Because those in hell want to be hell. They wouldn’t come out of hell if they had the chance to go to heaven. They are so filled with arrogance and hatred that they want to be in hell to spite God. So, good riddance. I want to go to heaven (and it’s a good and holy thing to rejoice in the hope we are given), and I don’t want all of hell torturing me in heaven. Nope. They can go to hell if that’s where they want to be. While they are here on earth I will pray that people convert and don’t go to hell. Great! But if they’re already in hell, well, I will respect God’s justice. The Fatima kids didn’t lament that people were in hell, but that there were so few to pray that the living don’t end up in hell, so much so that they were falling into hell like snowflakes in a blizzard.
So, what’s the worst thing ever?
In this world, there are terrible emotional sufferings, terrible physical sufferings, terrible spiritual sufferings as one is dragged through the dark nights as Saint John of the Cross describes them. But we can recognize that we’re with Jesus, that He has us, through all of that.
So, what’s the worst thing ever?
Could it be that I would think that if I myself went to hell that that would be the worst thing ever? No. That wouldn’t happen. Those in hell want to be there. And they would immediately start up to add to the aggression of what is actually the worst thing ever.
Do you want to know where the heart of a priest is concerning the worst possible thing? Let’s jack up the stakes here. Let’s talk about bad sins, really bad, say, of a Pope. That’s what my interrogator, a layman, did. Could it be sexual abuse? Could it be desecration of the Blessed Sacrament? Could it breaking the seal of Confession? Could it be idol worship? Could it be abortion, abortifacients, infanticide, euthanasia, promoting an abortion-tainted “vax”? Could it be leading others into sin on a world scale? Fill in the blank. He did, with many more entries.
If we want to know what the worst thing ever is, perhaps we should ask Jesus. What He thinks is important, right? He had a discussion about all this with His Heavenly Father in the Garden of Gethsemane. Remember that? When He was in His agony, when He was sweating great drops of blood, when His human nature was shaken, when the will of His human nature was tempted to be diverse from the will of His Heavenly Father, so much so that He had to insist, out loud: “Not my will, but Thine be done.”
Was His passion and death, being tortured to death, you know, the pain of it all, the worst thing ever? After all, this is God. He’s innocent. This is the sin, right? But that’s us proclaiming that, like an answer to an academic question. But, as I say, let’s go to the heart of a priest, the Sacred Heart of The High Priest, Christ Jesus, to find our answer.
For Himself, Jesus couldn’t care less about the pain and sufferings of such a death. He said He longed to be baptized with the baptism for which He came, that baptism in His own blood. He’s a man’s Man, Divine. He just want’s to get the job done, standing in our place, the Innocent for the guilty, having the right in His own justice to have mercy on us. He laid down His life for us with enthusiasm, while we were yet sinners. All sins will be forgiven against the Son of Man, he proclaimed.
But the sin against the Holy Spirit? No. For instance, if someone sins all the way to hell while arrogantly, blasphemously presumptuously despairingly mockingly shrieking that ♬ God forgives everything ♬ even the rejection of His forgiveness ♬ Ha ha ha ha hah. ♬, well, that person will not receive forgiveness because they don’t want that forgiveness. They just want to continue sinning with the purpose of not being forgiven. That’s a sin against the Holy Spirit.
But is the unforgivable sin the worst thing possible?
Perhaps the worst thing ever, unbearably too awful for mankind to bear, is the truth, what some have somehow started to call a manifestation of conscience. It’s too awful for mankind to witness their sins as they are. We would all be crushed by the truth of it.
But that’s not the worst thing ever.
Again, let’s ask Jesus what He really thinks is the absolute worst thing.
I think it’s His dearest Immaculate Virgin Mother having to see Him, her dearest Son, tortured to death right in front of her. Her Immaculate Conception (see Genesis 3:15 and Luke 1:28) gave her such agility of soul, such purity of heart, such clarity of vision, such profundity of understanding, such a super-abundance of love, that she would see such an offence for what it truly is, all of the sin from Adam until the last man is conceived vomited out on her Son, her Innocent Son. She would crushed more than any of us and all put together could possibly be crushed by knowing our sin. We are so obtuse.
To see His Mother suffer because of Him being tortured to death right in front her, that’s the worst possible thing.
“Jesus is just so negative for saying, ‘If you love me, keep the commandments’.”
But when’s the last time you heard this?
“MY Jesus is nice, and He would never be an ol’ meanie! He forgives anything! I can break the commandments as much as I want! He doesn’t care! He’s nice! So, be nice!”
Probably that’s like a mantra that’s repeated so often it just makes up part of the background noise.
Let’s jack up the stakes.
Let’s take a brief look at the “cleansing of the temple” from those who were prostituting it for filthy lucre, but the Temple is Jesus, and the Body of Christ, of which we are the members. They are all Judas with their 30 pieces of silver. And if this pimping of the Body of Christ happens to the Head of the Body, Jesus, it happens throughout time to the members of the Body of Christ. Let’s see:
“When the Jewish Passover was near, Jesus went up to Jerusalem. In the temple courts He found men selling cattle, sheep, and doves, and money changers seated at their tables. So He made a whip out of cords and drove all from the temple courts, both sheep and cattle. He poured out the coins of the money changers and overturned their tables. To those selling doves He said, “Get these out of here! How dare you turn My Father’s house into a marketplace!” (John 2:13-16).
The Greek is crystal clear. The object of the action for when Jesus “drove all from the temple courts” has grammatical reference firstly only to the men (masculine pronoun) who were selling and the money changers seated at their tables. Then, when Jesus had struck these men with His whip of cords that He Himself had just made, only then did He also strike even (τε) the (τά – a neuter-inclusive-determinative, which would never be used if men were involved in this secondary action) sheep and cattle. The men would have started to turn on Jesus, but, in this mayhem, Jesus threw down the mountains of coins, overturning the tables, which took all the attention of these lusters for filthy lucre. Jesus now had the absolute attention of all for His teaching on the resurrection of His Body, the real Temple, three days after they will have murdered Him, which Jesus is predicting here, indeed, baiting here.
Imagine the scene. Jesus, picking up discarded cords (better described as ropes, as they would have to be hefty enough to be able to control both sheep and cattle), made a scourge from them, and full of adrenaline and anger for the prostituting of the Temple that was going on, walked straight to the sellers and money-changers and, without hesitation, before saying or doing anything else, started smashing down on these men, surely also right in their faces, and they would have instantly fallen backwards screaming and shrieking and raising their hands in front of their faces in defensive cowering. This would have startled the sheep and oxen which, if the mayhem of their handlers wasn’t already enough, the added whipping of the beasts from Jesus would have pushed them into chaotic stampedes around the Temple courts as Jesus also encouraged the beasts to make an exit off the Temple Mount altogether.
The very next verse tells the rest of the story:
“His disciples remembered that it is written: “Zeal for Your house will consume Me” (John 2:17).
We are living stones in that house, that Temple, living members of the Body of Christ. When Christ is filled with zeal for His Father’s House, He is also filled with zeal for you and I, the members of His Body, the living stones of the Temple. I love that. Jesus smashes to the ground those ecclesiastics who would prostitute us to their own love of money, to their own love of power, to their own love of being perceived well by others to gain false adulation. Jesus is zealous to protect us. Be comforted by Jesus absolutely seeing all. He will take vengeance. He is just. His justice is our mercy. Mercy is a potential part of the virtue of justice, as Aquinas says in his Commentary on the Sentences.
Was Jesus an old meanie? No. Jesus is our hero, saving us from diabolical ecclesiastics of all ages, laying down His life for us, Innocent for the guilty, that is, us, the guilty who would, in His grace, be happy to receive His forgiveness, His life, His truth, the indwelling of the Most Holy Trinity, who is love.
Jesus did all this with zeal and anger, sure, rightly so, with perfection, all good. And, mind you, He did all this with the Blessed Vision of His Heavenly Father, seeing His Father in the Face, with supreme joy. Jesus would not have done any of this if not for that Vision, if not for that joy.
We participate in this is some way with joy in the Holy Spirit. Even as a just rebuke (Galatians 2:11) is being made to those who stand condemned, as Paul reprimanded Peter, there is great joy for Paul even while he is put into anguish and anger by (at that moment) idiot Peter. Paul would not have been able to rebuke Peter, saving Peter from hell, if Paul did not first of all have great joy in the Holy Spirit, knowing that God is more powerful than our weakness.
“But Paul! Why are you so negative all the time?! Why do you have to work so hard, and get imprisoned frequently, and often get scourged severely, and been exposed to death repeatedly, lashed forty times minus one so many times, beaten with rods three times, pelted with stones, thrice shipwrecked, almost drowning for a day and night, being on the run always, in danger from rivers, in danger from bandits, in danger from fellow Jews, in danger from Gentiles, in danger in the city, in danger in the country, in danger at sea, in danger from false believers?! I’ll tell you why, little Paul! It’s because you’re so damn negative all the time! That’s why! You have to labor and toil and go without sleep, go hungry and thirsty, cold and naked and wear yourself out with concern because you’ve brought all that on yourself, stupid little Paul! You, Paul, are so negative! You should be nice! Nice, I tell you! Nice!!!!!!!!!!”
But, no. In all this, Paul is joyful in the Holy Spirit. The driving force of Paul is His joy in the Holy Spirit. That grace, that love placed in Him by the Holy Spirit is more powerful than the idiocy of those who are, so-far, without that joy of the Holy Spirit. That joy pushes him with the confidence that he just might win some souls over to the Lord Jesus, assisting in getting them to heaven. Great joy.
My hope is that, although I am a wretch, in grace I might be able to follow the example of Saint Paul with this joy in the Holy Spirit. He invites us to follow his example in Philippians 3:17. We’re not up to the task, but the Holy Spirit is.
Anecdote on being negative, but with great joy:
When I was a total brat kid, say, twelve years old, mom and dad brought us out to learn some downhill skiing. After all, we’re talking growing up in Minnesota. The rope-tow fee was just a couple dollars a day way back in the day. That same day I proceeded to get really good at downhill skiing, good enough to be bad, so as to get all the more good, as it were. I knew that it was best practices to know how to fall. I wasn’t sure about proper methodology, so I started “bombing it” – going as fast as possible – from the very top of the ridge only to purposely totally, spectacularly wipe out near the bottom, sometimes high into the air, and surely dead, but instead laughing, while both skies would detach and poles and gloves and the hat would go flying in every which direction. I did this again and again and again. Finally, my mom came over to me while I slowly picked myself up and she asked me what I was doing, as this was obviously done on purpose. I told her “You have to be good to be bad, and bad to be good, mom.” “And what does that mean?” she pressed. I made my explanation, which was not accepted, of course. But it’s true.
I heard a similar story from a seminarian who I saw “drifting” in a parking lot with great skill. I was envious, of course, and asked him about this. The first thing he said was, “You have to be good to be bad, and bad to be good.” I laughed a knowing laugh.
And the same goes for any priest who is “so negative”, who, like Saint Paul, is called out as being “negative.” It’s a badge of honor. Maybe such a “negative” priest is doing something right. That’s especially true if that priest is really quite happy, joyful in the Holy Spirit. Is it a wipeout-fail to be called out as “negative”? Sure, in the eyes of those who don’t know what they are looking at, namely, purposed “negativity” as wrought by the joy of the Holy Spirit. :-)
Jesus was so “negative” that “He became sin for us”, as Saint Paul says in his shorthand dictation. But behind that “negativity” and “sin” that those not-in-the-know-about-joy tagged Him with, Jesus is zealous for the members of His Body, and with great, great joy, just getting the job done for us, laying down His life for us, so as to then have the great joy of giving us as a gift to our Heavenly Father in Heaven.
Don’t be afraid of being “negative” in the joy of the Holy Spirit. It does wonders for our own souls and the souls of other. Be negative. Be joyful.
P.S. You have to know that when I’m writing or preaching with “negativity,” I am so filled with joy, so happy. It’s a blessedness of being deadly serious. Jesus was deadly serious with us. Ask Mary about it. She just as “negative” as Jesus:
By the way, another way to know you’re on the right track while being “negative” is that you love your enemies, that you pray for your enemies. I offer Holy Mass for those with whom I’m being “negative.” I think that’s really positive.
Also, if it seems like I’m bragging, you know, like Saint Paul was bragging, well, yes. And like Saint Paul I am a total hellion without the grace of God. It’s not me, at all, nothing. That joy is a gratuitous gift of God’s love. I thank the Holy Spirit for that joy. I don’t think it’s evil to thank the Holy Spirit for great joy.
Traditiones custodes has it that if the Ancient Rite of the Sacrifice of the Mass is to take place, it cannot happen on an altar in a parish church, insisting that Jesus is to be thrown out bodily, literally. Then, in the recent answer to the first “Dubia” about this hatred of Jesus, there is an insistence not only on throwing Jesus out of His own church, but that there can be no mention even in a parish bulletin that the Ancient Rite, the Last Supper united with Calvary, is taking place somewhere in the parish territory. There is a reason given: because Jesus in His Holy Sacrifice has nothing to do with the life of the parish. That’s, like, demonic, blasphemous, is it not?
Archbishop Arthur Roche the other day commented on those Dubia comments to the National Catholic Register, saying that “the challenge is to get on with it without licking one’s wounds when no one has been injured.”
The Archbishop dares to mock God Himself. Not one lamb of Jesus’ Little Flock could possibly care less about being mocked by the Archbishop. What we don’t like is that JESUS HAS BEEN WOUNDED, INJURED. We don’t want Jesus to be mocked and reviled and mistreated. But that Jesus is marginalized, discriminated against, called irrelevant to the life of the parish is what is hotly desired by the Archbishop, who doesn’t, who cannot see Jesus.
G.A. Studdert-Kennedy’s poem of long ago effectively mocks the Archbishop today, with a rejection of that effeminate softness that cannot bear to witness Jesus’ wounds and injuries:
When Jesus Came to Birmingham
When Jesus came to Golgotha, they hanged Him on a tree, They drove great nails through hands and feet, and made a Calvary; They crowned Him with a crown of thorns, red were His wounds and deep, For those were crude and cruel days, and human flesh was cheap.
When Jesus came to Birmingham, they simply passed Him by. They would not hurt a hair of Him, they only let Him die; For men had grown more tender, and they would not give Him pain, They only just passed down the street, and left Him in the rain.
Still Jesus cried, ‘Forgive them, for they know not what they do, ‘ And still it rained the winter rain that drenched Him through and through; The crowds went home and left the streets without a soul to see, And Jesus crouched against a wall, and cried for Calvary.
////////////// I stand, we stand in solidarity with Jesus. We’re happy to be crouching against a wall in the winter rains, drenched through and through, all of crying for Calvary, and the Archbishop simply shrieking: Depart you followers of Jesus, the Pachamama and New Ways Ministries liturgies are with me! And we calmly respond: “Cease! The Sacred Heart of Jesus is with me!”
“When Cephas came to Antioch, I opposed him to his face, because he stood condemned.” – Galatians 2:11
I think that citation of Saint Paul is still permitted by divine mandate, whatever the most tender entitled snowflakes otherwise think in the Roman Curia. Get out your bibles and look it up.
But I’m not done with my rant yet. It’s Christmas. And we’re passing Jesus in the manger, and we don’t hear the angels singing, we don’t even notice Him there in the manger, except to say, with some cynicism we hope is not too deeply ingrained: “How cute!” And then we go get “vaccine” jabs that were researched, developed, tested on the image of Jesus in the womb, the least of the brethren. The Pope and his minions, the faithless bishops, the vast majority, almost 100%, praise the abortion-tainted “vaccines”, even require them, even use the jab as a requirement to give or get the Sacraments. “Kill Jesus to get Jesus in the Sacraments.” And when they are done with the babies, they throw their corpses against a wall in the winter rains to be washed into a sewer.
You think this is mean to say this on Christmas morning? No, no. It is what brings us joy, Christmas joy, joy in the Holy Spirit, joy for seeing that God knew what he was getting into upon this earth and was born amongst us anyway, knowing what we would do to Him for having too much goodness, too much kindness, too much truth. Thank you, Jesus, for taking us seriously, deadly seriously. Thank you for being born during the reign of terror of Herod, for going into exile in an enemy country, for then being crucified for us, for not caring about all that violence, but with joy just setting out to get the job done, to “get on with it” (as +Roche said) with enthusiasm, gladly paying the price of our redemption, taking on the suffering we deserve for sin, standing in our place, Innocent for the guilty, having the right in His own justice to have mercy on us. And He does. And He intended this from the first moment of His conception, with joy. He intended this in the manger, with joy. He intended this on the Cross, with joy.
That Jesus would have joy in bringing us to heaven is a great joy. Thank you, Jesus, for being borne amongst us so as to have us be borne into heaven where you desire to give us as a gift to our heavenly Father. Amen.
Oh, and that picture at the top? That’s Herod in his party palace moments before having John the Baptist’s head cut off for John’s having witnessed to Jesus as the Lamb of God who takes away the sins of the world. There’s an analogy in there somewhere methinks.
“The time is coming when anyone who kills you will think they are offering worship to God.” (Jn 16:2)
I always used to imagine that the “anyone” to whom Jesus was referring was someone else, you know, “those other guys,” not us. But it isn’t always that way. The “anyone” to whom Jesus refers is one of us, like Judas.
In Signorelli’s fresco, the Dominican friar who has just been axed to death is surely Saint Peter Martyr (of Verona). His assassin was a Catholic, a heretical Catholic, but a Catholic nonetheless, who later converted and became a friar himself.
The ones directing this murder as worship of god is the anti-Christ and Satan. It’s hard to tell whose hand is the one pointing down to the martyred saint:
The anti-Christ looks just like Christ Jesus, doesn’t he? That’s the point: like Christ in all things but innocence.
Today, we have bishops and priests who push the murder of babies in order to extol “vaccines”. If a pharmaceutical company takes a healthy, fully developed baby, removing it’s organs while it is still alive, being taken out of the womb, in order to do research and/or development and/or testing, it’s all murder. That baby is so very dead, no matter if it was for the research, the development or the testing, whether one or two or all of those things. One is not morally better or worse than the other. Murder is murder. Dead is dead. Killing the image of Jesus, the least of the brethren, is still killing the image of Jesus, the least of the brethren. Every time.
Seminarians around the world are being called ideologues if they don’t get “vaccinated”. They are being thrown out of seminaries. They will not be ordained. Those Jesus called to offer His Holy Sacrifice are themselves being cut down, that is, by seminary rectors, therefore by bishops, you know, bishops who look just like Jesus (see above).
Priests are also being told that if they don’t get “vaccinated” they will not be able to do anything for anyone, no more baptisms, no more confirmations, no more Holy Sacrifice of the Mass, no more Holy Communion, no more confessions, no more marriages, no more last rites, and it will be useless to promote acceptance of a vocation. Priests are thus also being cut down by those bishops who think that in doing so they are offering pure worship to God.
Most of all, it is the culture of death mentality that has crept into the Church. The culture of death becomes a cult of death, a worship of death, not Jesus laying down His life for us, but the murder of the most vulnerable, the least of the brethren. “That’s what true love is!” they proclaim.
The time has already arrived in which “they” – those among us – think that murdering the image of Jesus is worship of God.
Dear Mark, you remember the scene before Pontius Pilate:
They cried out, “Take Him away, take Him away! Crucify him!” Pilate said to them, “Shall I crucify your King?” The chief priests answered, “We have no King but Caesar.” (John 19:15)
You’ll remember, Mark, that you were at the Pontifical Biblical Institute. I was there as well, at the same time, for years. We both got degrees at the PIB. Surely we had coffee together on the odd occasion. Surely we tripped over each other in the PIB library. Indeed, you did your doctorate on – what was it? – the infancy narratives in the Gospel of Luke. There’s no saying you don’t know about the Scriptures or the references to Jesus as King in those infancy narratives of Luke’s Gospel. As an Archbishop, surely you know who Jesus is. And while you might protest that you don’t go in for pomp and ceremony, but rather you appreciate Jesus as King on the Cross, you nevertheless present this so incredibly ambiguously that you might just reject everything that is also mentioned in the LifeSite video above. Saint Pius X intensely disliked ambiguity, especially in matters of the faith, condemning ambiguity as just another facet of Modernism.
Meanwhile, this lowly priest in the tiniest of back-ridge parishes, in union with Sacred Scripture, Sacred Tradition, the Sacred Liturgy of the Church, this priest, yours truly, has always hailed Christ Jesus, Divine Son of the Immaculate Conception, as King of kings, Lord of lords, Prince of the Most Profound Peace. What the hell are you doing, my fellow Scripture Scholar? What are you doing as high priest in the Church?
But, Mark, I get it, I’m just a Catholic, so let’s take a look at what a non-Catholic says about Jesus as King:
There’s a few nuances in there that I would adjust, but I think that this Preacherman Lockridge get’s the plot.
For good measure, let’s add this, a poster in a soup kitchen at which I volunteered for some years:
And “I AM” can add “I AM THE KING OF THE JEWS.” Get that, Mark? If so, why not accept Him as King in a multitude of ways because of His being King on the Cross? Or is that the only place? So maybe you don’t get it…
And why is that, Mark? The “Jews” thing? Don’t like that? You’re a clever man. You were in the Secretariat of State of the Holy See. You should be sensitive to Jewish / Catholic relations. Let’s see:
Jesus said: “Salvation is from the Jews”
Saint Paul said: “They are Israelites; theirs the adoption, the glory, the covenants, the giving of the law, the worship, and the promises; theirs the patriarchs, and from them, according to the flesh, is the Messiah. God who is over all be blessed forever. Amen.” (Romans 9:5).
Let’s see… let’s see… trying to figure this out… Hey! I know, Mark, let’s get back to your doctoral thesis in context:
“Then the angel said to her, “Do not be afraid, Mary, for you have found favor with God. Behold, you will conceive in your womb and bear a son, and you shall name Him Jesus. He will be great and will be called Son of the Most High, and the Lord God will give Him the throne of David His father, and He will rule over the house of Jacob forever, and of His kingdom there will be no end.” (Luke 1:30-33)
But you knew all that, didn’t you, Mark, all that stuff about being the Divine Son of King David and receiving the throne of that Kingship, all that stuff about ruling over the House of Jacob forever, all that stuff about His Kingdom having no end?
Jesus did say that His Kingdom is not of this world, sure, but that refers merely to worldly ways of doing things, not to the fact that Jesus is King as our Creator, therefore also through Natural Law, and surely through the visible Church. The video up top is very much worth the listen. But Mark, you know all this, right?
I think I’ll listen not to you in your High-Priest-ness, Mark, but rather to Preacherman Lockridge above.
Meanwhile, Mark, why not recite the following with me. I’m sure you’re familiar with it, and have led people in its recitation. Mean what you say:
Most Sweet Jesus, Redeemer of the human race, look down upon us humbly prostrate before Thine altar. We are Thine, and Thine we wish to be; but to be more surely united to Thee, behold each one of us freely consecrates ourselves today to Thy Most Sacred Heart.
Many indeed have never known Thee; Many too, despising Thy precepts, have rejected Thee. Have mercy on them all, most merciful Jesus, and draw them to Thy Sacred Heart.
Be Thou King, O Lord, not only of the faithful children, who have never forsaken Thee, but also of the prodigal children, who have abandoned Thee; Grant that they may quickly return to their Father’s house lest they die of wretchedness and hunger.
Be Thou King of those who are deceived by erroneous opinions, or whom discord keeps aloof, and call them back to the harbor of truth and unity of faith, so that there may be but one flock and one Shepherd.
Be Thou King of all those who are still involved in the darkness of idolatry or of Islamism, and refuse not to draw them into the light and kingdom of God. Turn Thine eyes of mercy towards the children of the race, once Thy chosen people: of old they called down upon themselves the Blood of the Savior; may it now descend upon them a laver of redemption and of life.
Grant, O Lord, to Thy Church assurance of freedom and immunity from harm; give peace and order to all nations, and make the earth resound from pole to pole with one cry; praise to the Divine Heart that wrought our salvation; To it be glory and honor forever. R. Amen.
//////////////////// Can’t do it, can you Mark? No. Why not? Isn’t it that you have totally rejected Christ Jesus and the image of God described as Male and Female, marriage and family? Did you actually say that active homosexuality is just great because we cannot make a distinction between the sin and the sinner so it’s all good? Just wow.
Also, and just to say, this rejection of the Christ the King peculiar to you, Mark, means that, for instance, there is no “conscience clause” that is acceptable when the State demands something immoral, you know, like the vaccines researched, and or developed, and or tested on organs freshly ripped out of live babies. No “religious exemption,” right, Mark?
/// Tonight, on the Solemnity of the Most Sacred Heart of Jesus, during Adoration of our Eucharistic King, we will recite the Litany of the Sacred Heart of Jesus as well as the Consecration of the Human Race to the Sacred Heart of Jesus in both English and Spanish. Here are those consecrations below. I include them here, because we are going to be using the increasingly hard to find older form, politically incorrect as it may be. :-) ///
Act of Consecration of the Human Race to the Sacred Heart of Jesus (Pope Pius XI)
Most sweet Jesus, Redeemer of the human race, look down upon us, humbly prostrate before Thine altar. We are Thine and Thine we wish to be; but to be more surely united with Thee, behold each one of us freely consecrates himself today to Thy Most Sacred Heart.
Many, indeed, have never known Thee; many, too, despising Thy precepts, have rejected Thee. Have mercy on them all, most merciful Jesus, and draw them to Thy Sacred Heart.
Be Thou King, O Lord, not only of the faithful who have never forsaken Thee, but also of the prodigal children who have abandoned Thee, grant that they may quickly return to their Father’s house, lest they die of wretchedness and hunger.
Be Thou King of those who are deceived by erroneous opinions, or whom discord keeps aloof and call them back to the harbour of truth and unity of faith, so that soon there may be but one flock and one shepherd.
Be Thou King of all those who even now sit in the shadow of idolatry or Islam, and refuse not Thou to bring them into the light of Thy kingdom. Look, finally, with eyes of pity upon the children of that race, which was for so long a time Thy chosen people; and let Thy Blood, which was once invoked upon them in vengeance, now descend upon them also in a cleansing flood of redemption and eternal life.
Grant, O Lord, to Thy Church, assurance of freedom and immunity from harm; give peace and order to all nations, and make the earth resound from pole to pole with one cry: Praise to the Divine Heart that wrought our salvation: to it be glory and honour forever. Amen.
Consagración del género humano al Sagrado Corazón de Jesús (Papa Pío XI)
Dulcísimo Jesús, Redentor del género humano, miradnos humildemente postrados delante de vuestro altar: vuestros somos y vuestros queremos ser; y a fin de poder vivir más estrechamente unidos con Vos, todos y cada uno espontáneamente nos consagramos en este día a vuestro Sacratísimo Corazón.
Muchos, por desgracia, jamás os han conocido; muchos, despreciando vuestros mandamientos, os han desechado. ¡Oh Jesús benignísimo!, compadeceos de los unos y de los otros y atraedlos a todos a vuestro Corazón Santísimo.
Oh Señor, sed Rey, no sólo de los hijos fieles que jamás se han alejado de Vos, sino también de los pródigos que os han abandonado: haced que vuelvan pronto a la casa paterna, para que no perezcan de hambre y de miseria.
Sed Rey de aquellos que, por seducción del error o por espíritu de discordia, viven separados de Vos: devolvedlos al puerto de la verdad y a la unidad de la fe, para que en breve se forme un solo rebaño bajo un solo Pastor.
Sed Rey de los que permanecen todavía envueltos en las tinieblas de la idolatría o del islamismo; dignaos atraerlos a todos a la luz de vuestro reino. Mirad finalmente con ojos de misericordia a los hijos de aquel pueblo que en otro tiempo fue vuestro predilecto; descienda también sobre ellos, bautismo de redención y de vida, la Sangre que un día contra sí reclamaron.
Conceded, oh Señor, incolumidad y libertad segura a vuestra Iglesia; otorgad a todos los pueblos la tranquilidad en el orden; haced que del uno al otro confin de la tierra no resuene sino esta voz: Alabado sea el Corazón divino, causa de nuestra salud; a El se entonen cánticos de honor y de gloria por los siglos de los siglos. Amén.
After Holy Mass a group of us met in the “counter’s room” which doubles as a sacristy and triples as Faith Formation classrooms. One fellow in particular has been speaking much to me about dearest Mary, Jesus’ good mom. I told him that I blame him if I’m preaching so much about Mary. I added that if keep this up, I’m going to cry during the homily, the truths about Jesus and Mary being too overwhelming for me. He immediately countered by saying that they would all be crying with me, and to keep going.
I remember someone telling me that choking up like that (and I’ve already done that very many times) – and much more anything to do with actual tears – is a terrible sign of weakness, effeminate, womanly, and is not to be done by a man. Never. And it was a woman who told me this, a Mother General of her religious order no less. Sigh. So, I guess I am the most inept of all, weakness incarnate. But I knew that already, as I’ve crucified the Son of the Living God, dearest Mary’s Divine Son, with my sins. How can I begin to preach to others? But such is the intercession of maternal heart of Mary Immaculate, and the outrageous forgiveness of her Divine Son.
I preach about Mary because it brings it all home in a way, I think, that pleases Jesus. And so now I suppose I am being presumptuous, thinking that I surely know what it is that is going on in the perspective of Jesus on the Cross. I’m sure I am awfully presumptuous in some way. From hidden faults acquit me, O Lord! I’m a fallen human being. BUT, it just seems so very right about what is going on between Jesus and His Immaculate Mother. I can’t help it. I’m quite sure that Jesus is telling me: “Ah, little Georgie, if you only knew what goes on between my Heart and my Mother’s Immaculate Heart. But you cannot bear it now. But, yes, we are in solidarity with each other…” I tried to preach about this solidarity last night. I lead up to it…
I do mention Pope Francis’ take on the Gospel. Here are some of his words of his I didn’t much get into during the homily for your convenience. I wanted to speak more about Mary. You might not quite get the motivation for my incisiveness below if you’ve not listened to the homily about Mary from Jesus’ perspective. I’ve written on this before. I’ve added some commentary: ///
“It is more the time for joyfully proclaiming the Gospel than for combatting paganism. [Ooops! These are not mutually exclusive. Throwing the demonic pagan death-cult Pachamama into the Tiber river is entirely consonant with God’s life of grace that will not have us tolerate a fear of our own death in testifying that Pachamama is straight out of hell. Is it really no longer a time to call out the brood of vipers, the sons of Satan, who hate God and man? Why is that? Not only has Pope Francis been complicit in the worship of pagan death goddess idol Pachamama, but now he’s commanding that no one else is to condemn paganism? I mean, this is in the Ten Commandments: Thou shalt not have strange gods before ye! Pope Francis wants to rid the Church of the Ten Commandments?!] It is the time for bringing the joy of the Risen Lord, not for lamenting the drama of secularization. [Wait, wait, wait. Pope Francis, bringing the joy of the Risen Lord is in and of itself part and parcel of lamenting the drama of secularization embodied in, say, Pachamama, which you promote. What the hell are you talking about? This is the first time you’ve offered Holy Mass on this altar after enthroning Pachamama there quite a while back and the first thing you do is to hold up paganism and then the protection of the secularization of the world and the Church. Is this your bid to excuse yourself concerning Pachamama? And now you entrench by wanting the whole Church to follow your lead right into hell (objectively speaking) by teaching others to break the Ten Commandments?] It is the time for pouring out love upon the world, yet not embracing worldliness. It is more the time for testifying to mercy, than for inculcating rules and regulations. [Woah woah woah. You see what he did there? He just said that rules and regulations (like the Ten Commandments in context) is itself worldliness. That’s, like, demonic. For Pope Francis, the Ten Commandments are not love and mercy, you know, love of God and love of neighbor and love of parents, but rather are an embracing of worldliness, a lack of love and mercy.] It is the time of the Paraclete! It is the time of freedom of heart, in the Paraclete. [Saint Paul says much the same, except that Saint Paul says our freedom as the children of God in grace is not to be an excuse to throw away the Ten Commandments, not at all.]
“The Paraclete is also the Advocate. In Jesus’ day, advocates did not do what they do today: rather than speaking in the place of defendants, they simply stood next to them and suggested arguments they could use in their own defence. That is what the Paraclete does, for he is “the spirit of truth” (v. 26). He does not take our place, but defends us from the deceits of evil by inspiring thoughts and feelings. [Whoa, whoa, whoa: “feelings”? This is where Ignatius and Freud meet up, and where Ignatius is killed off with a discernment of spirits of fallen human feelings that do not follow reason and which are part of the cross we now carry after original sin. “Inspiring… feelings.” The feeling that I’m being inspired with right now is this: barf barf barf. In grace, we follow right reason to make an act of the will to do what is honest before God and man, often very much against any fallen “feelings.”] He does so discreetly, without forcing us: he proposes but does not impose. [Actually, the Holy Spirit quite forcefully puts us next to the Blessed Virgin Immaculate Mother of God so as to have us look upon the wounds of our Savior. That‘s what the Holy Spirit does. Sure, we can reject this, but this is what The Holy Spirit does. We don’t make existential decisions in the Holy Spirit apart from Christ Incarnate and Crucified.] The spirit of deceit, the evil one, does the opposite: he tries to force us; he wants to make us think that we must always yield to the allure and the promptings of vice. Let us try to accept three suggestions that are typical of the Paraclete, our Advocate. They are three fundamental antidotes to three temptations that today are so widespread.
“The first advice offered by the Holy Spirit is, “Live in the present”. The present, not the past or the future. The Paraclete affirms the primacy of today, against the temptation to let ourselves be paralyzed by rancour or memories of the past, or by uncertainty or fear about the future. The Spirit reminds us of the grace of the present moment. There is no better time for us: now, here and now, is the one and only time to do good, to make our life a gift. Let us live in the present! [“The grace of the present moment”… What does that even mean? Mere advice? I’m waiting for Jesus here. We are to live in Him by the sanctifying of the Holy Spirit. God holds all of time in His hands as just another creation. We are with those of all time as we are all brought in that one hour before Christ Jesus on the Cross. We are all of us in all times in the present moment, and we are all in that present moment through all time inasmuch as we are in union with Christ as the members of the Body of Christ. Without Christ, this “live in the present” thing is mere existentialism. This is not what the great spiritual writers speak about. Instead, any present moment, say, with Jesus in Holy Communion, puts us right before all the members of the Body of Christ. Or am I being ideological, using “trite” words like “trademark”?]
“The Spirit also tells us, “Look to the whole”. The whole, not the part. The Spirit does not mould isolated individuals, but shapes us into a Church in the wide variety of our charisms, into a unity that is never uniformity. The Paraclete affirms the primacy of the whole. There, in the whole, in the community, the Spirit prefers [“prefers”…] to work and to bring newness. [Because individuals who are redeemed and saved and made into tabernacles of the Holy Spirit, who carry about the death of the Lord in them, that most glorious death in all love, are nothing? It’s all about “The People”, “The Proletariat”, not about us individually being brought into the One Body of Christ? The Holy Spirit sanctifies individuals, all of them with free will and a conscience. Not a Body Politic.] Let us look at the apostles. They were all quite different. They included, for example, Matthew, a tax collector who collaborated with the Romans, and Simon called the zealot, who fought them. They had contrary political ideas, different visions of the world. Yet once they received the Spirit, they learned to give primacy not to their human viewpoints but to the “whole” that is God’s plan. [No, no. They didn’t keep their fallen human drama, their fallen human viewpoints, their sin. They actually abandoned all of that, all of them. They abandoned all to follow Christ. They didn’t carry secondary anti-Christ ideology but now were simply giving a bit more primacy to Christ. No. Pope Francis is speaking B and in B, S as in S.] Today, if we listen to the Spirit, we will not be concerned with conservatives and progressives, traditionalists and innovators, right and left. [Oh, yes we will. If any of those labels regards doctrine and morality, and in context, that’s exactly what you mean, Pope Francis, and that’s exactly what these things refer to in our common parlance, well then, we will reject all that lacks integrity and honesty. Yep.] When those become our criteria, then the Church has forgotten the Spirit. [No, no. I’ve remembered the Body of Christ, of which we are the members, you know: “What you have done to the least of these you have done to Me.” Therefore, no contraception, no abortion, no euthanasia, no homosexualist “civil unions” or “marriages” etc., etc., etc. This is about Christ Jesus, not your political categories foisted upon the faith by which you condemn all those who by the grace of God try to follow the Ten Commandments accepting all doctrine, all morality.] The Paraclete impels us to unity, to concord, to the harmony of diversity. He makes us see ourselves as parts of the same body, brothers and sisters of one another. [Again, what about the BODY OF CHRIST? You can’t say, can you? Try it: “BODY OF CHRIST.” You know, let’s give Holy Communion to the pious soul and also to the monster Joe Biden who comes up to Holy Communion while picking his teeth with the little ribs of aborted babies. That’s your unity is diversity? The Holy Spirit, as Cardinal Siri says, speaks univocally. Yep. Read Gethsemane. The living Truth is the same for all: Sacred Tradition, consonant with the Sacred Scriptures.] Let us look to the whole! [We will all look together to Him whom we have all pierced through, men of every tribe and tongue and people and nation, to Him who is, who was and who is to come, the Almighty. Just say it. With the Body of Christ we have… wait for it… the Body of Christ, not some lowest common denominator of hell. All members of the Body of Christ are equally to have acceptance of the full integrity of doctrine, the full integrity of morality, like, you know, the Ten Commandments.] The enemy wants diversity to become opposition and so he makes them become ideologies. Say no to ideologies, yes to the whole. [Say yes to the Body of Christ, for all else is ideology. And what you have given us, Pope Francis, is pure and unadulterated ideology, really quite Marxist in your presentation.]”
From FoxNews: “The head of the Vatican’s doctrine office is warning U.S. bishops to deliberate carefully and minimize divisions before proceeding with a possible plan to rebuke Roman Catholic politicians such as President Joe Biden for receiving Communion even though they support abortion rights.”
“Minimize divisions”? Let’s take a look at that…
Did the Dems vote God out of their party platform, dividing God from everything that happens in the world? Yes.
Do the Dems push maniacally to rip kids apart in the womb and after birth, dividing, shredding the image of God in the least of the brethren? Yes.
Do the Dems hate the elderly, attacking the Little Sisters of the Poor in their effort to assist the elderly, dividing the elderly from the care they need? Yes.
Do the Dems attack the image of God proclaimed in Genesis as male and female with family, thus dividing the image of God? Yes.
Diabolical? Yes. That’s from the Greek, meaning to throw apart, to divide. Division aimed at God and God’s image is diabolical. Do we “minimize divisions” when we not only ignore such diabolical interventions but bless them, consecrate them, proclaim them as holy, to be imitated, by giving Holy Communion to those who divisory in this way? Not at all. The divide is made all the greater between the saints and the malicious, between those who follow Jesus and those who attack Jesus both personally and in the least of the brethren.
In all of this it is very difficult to find anyone who speaks of Jesus. The “good” commentators will speak of “it”, you know, the thing.
They will be respectful, have right doctrine, but, really, it’s very difficult to find someone who will speak the Holy Name of Jesus, that in receiving Holy Communion, the Eucharist – you know, the thing – they are in fact face to Face Jesus, the Divine Son of the Living God, the Divine Son of the Immaculate Conception (she who had Jesus within her womb for nine months and did not rip Jesus to shreds with abortion).
Why can’t we just say Jesus? Why can’t we say that ripping kids up in the womb, kids who are the image of Jesus, and then receiving Jesus Himself at Holy Mass into one’s bosom isn’t consonant, and isn’t to be done, so that such horrific monsters like Joey Biden are to be flat out denied the reception of Jesus for the good of their own souls?
It’s pastorally sensitive to deny Holy Communion, Jesus Himself, to the likes of Joey Biden. Those who maliciously administer Holy Communion, Jesus Himself, to the likes of Joey Biden risk going straight to hell, even if they are merely any bishop, merely any priest, merely any Extraordinary Minister of Holy Communion.
It’s pastorally sensitive to be divisive, dividing the likes of Joey Biden from reception of Jesus.
Jesus said He has brought a sword of division. We had better use that sword of division lest we be divided from eternal salvation.
My first duty as a priest is to be divisive since my first duty as a priest is to bring Jesus, the Great Divider, to His Little Flock, to feed the lambs, to tend the sheep, to feed the sheep, discerning with such divisory spirit just who is a lamb and who is sheep and not a wolf in sheep’s clothing. My first duty is not to feed the likes of this:
Letting the likes of Joey Biden receive Jesus in Holy Communion is to confirm him in being a wolf and risks sending him straight to hell. Those who maliciously allow that, are they not also risking going straight to hell? Are they not wolves in sheep’s clothing as well?
Where’s a real guard-donkey when you need one?
In following up on my priestly vocation from Jesus I agreed to be divisory with Jesus. I volunteered to be a guard-donkey of Jesus’ Little Flock.
Meanwhile, what the hell is that Jesuit guy at the Congregation of the Doctrine of the Faith doing? He is being terribly divisory, causing division. He casting all apart: diabolical. How ironic.
Now, having said that, am I liable to being smacked down by the very Church I seek to defend, as many priests are being smacked down at this moment for that reason? No, and neither are they. But it is happening to many. Let’s take a look at the law of the Church, the Code of Canon Law to see if I’m amiss on that:
Canon 1369 A person who in a public show or speech, in published writing, or in other uses of the instruments of social communication utters blasphemy, gravely injures good morals, expresses insults, or excites hatred or contempt against religion or the Church is to be punished with a just penalty.
Correcting even an ecclesiastical personage even of great rank, even the Holy Father, is none of that. Instead, it’s speaking with the pontifically mandated parrhesia (speaking the truth boldly, with charity, for the salvation of souls). Sure, the truth hurts for those who don’t want the truth. Sure, there might be retaliation from those who have great authority in lording it over the sheep, but that doesn’t mean they are either correct or are doing that charitably.
Canon 1373 A person who publicly incites among subjects animosities or hatred against the Apostolic See or an ordinary because of some act of power or ecclesiastical ministry or provokes subjects to disobey them is to be punished by an interdict or other just penalties.
Yes, well, we have to ask if individuals in the Apostolic See or an Ordinary are acting ultra vires, that is, beyond their powers, and so are acting as individuals and not legitimately with some act of power or ecclesiastical ministry. Charitable correction sometimes has to be harsh, as we know with John the Baptist and Jesus. And because some are in need of harsh correction there may appear to be animosity or hatred from the corrector, even when there is none. It is a supreme act of selfless charity to correct someone who is breakneck running straight into hell. Provoking people to disobey administrative acts that provoke sin is not disobedience. It is supreme obedience to keep people from sin.
This modus operandi which I strive to follow in sacerdotal ministry is to fly in the face of sin, and to disregard any order to sin. The objective is the salvation of souls. I have been ordered in decades past in far away places to give Jesus in Holy Communion to manifest pro-abort politicians and to manifest grave sinners who were members of those respective parishes. It ain’t gonna happen. I suffered the consequences, which were draconian, that is, diabolical, that is, divisory. I’m just trying to do what is right in natural law, the 10 Commandments, in Canon Law, particularly before my Judge, Christ Jesus, who will come to judge the living and the dead and the world by fire. Amen.
It just struck me that there will surely be an objection that to be fair in all things “political”, I would also have to refuse Jesus in Holy Communion to, say, someone like Mother Teresa of Calcutta, you know, to make a point that the Church is not siding with any political party (as if any of that makes any sense). No, no. It would be worse: surely the reprimand would be something along the lines of administering Holy Communion to the likes of freakish pro-abortion Joey Biden but then refusing the likes of a Mother Teresa, you know, because Mother Teresa is like, you know, “rigid.”
Is is the great Father James Altman who got me thinking on all this divisoriness. Many incidents in my priestly life come to mind where the actual world divisory was used. I’ve had people say that I’m precisely 180 degrees turned away from being a “man of consensus.” I can only blame that on the Lord Jesus, thanks be God our Father.
We are not to unified among ourselves mired together in the lowest common denominator, then calling that such sharing in filth some kind of unity with God. No.
We are to be united to God and because of that, with Jesus, we are to wield the sword of division, the eternal Word of God, in such manner that we are all crucified to ourselves so as live through, with and in Christ Jesus.
That’s the end of division and the establishment of true unity in the Most Holy Trinity.
“The Apparition of Our Lady plunged us once more into the atmosphere of the supernatural, but this time more gently. Instead of annihilation in the Divine Presence, which exhausted us even physically, it left us filled with peace and expansive joy.” (In her own words [pdf]).
The annihilation spoken about here is wonderfully positive, recalling Saint Paul: It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me. This is an annihilation because of the very Author of Life is present, He who is love. This is the weight of the glory – βάρος δόξης – spoken of by Saint Paul, following up on the Hebrew Scriptures: the weight/glory of the Lord: כבוד־יהוה. This weight of the glory of the Lord pushes us to our knees in humble reverence, in thanksgiving before the Most High. Mary is such a good mother.
In trepidation, I just might ask my guardian angel for a bit more of a smidgen of a sense of this annihilation. Trepidation, mind you. After all, who am I if not already a nobody asking to know just that before the presence of the Most High? This would be so that I might more adequately thank Him who is to come to judge the living and the dead and the world by fire, thank Him for coming into this world, standing in our stead, being annihilated for us that we in turn might be brought to life in Him.
Zack Hemsey wrote some great lyrics back in the day, with what motivation I have no idea whatsoever. But that’s sometimes the purpose of some poetry, letting what you have written be available as a kind of mirror which will assist the reader in seeing where he stands in the great scheme of things. Readers can inscape all they want.
For myself, listening to this has grabbed my attention, being both repulsed and attracted to the words at the same time, knowing that I was NOT quite letting the words mirror what was happening within myself. But the other day, listening once again to Zack’s masterpiece, all the reality of my own life before God and neighbor, and Satan, rushed upon me. I was mesmerized, not at any involvement of my own in all this, but by the fact that God so loved the world that He sent His only Son, not to condemn the world but that we might be saved through Him.
All are redeemed. But not all want to be saved. The martyrs, in solidarity with Jesus, their Altar, beg for vengeance from Jesus in heaven:
When he opened the fifth seal, I saw under the altar the souls of those who had been slain for the word of God and for the witness they had borne; they cried out with a loud voice, “O Sovereign Lord, holy and true, how long before thou wilt judge and avenge our blood on those who dwell upon the earth?” Then they were each given a white robe and told to rest a little longer, until the number of their fellow servants and their brethren should be complete, who were to be killed as they themselves had been. When he opened the sixth seal, I looked, and behold, there was a great earthquake; and the sun became black as sackcloth, the full moon became like blood, and the stars of the sky fell to the earth as the fig tree sheds its winter fruit when shaken by a gale; the sky vanished like a scroll that is rolled up, and every mountain and island was removed from its place. Then the kings of the earth and the great men and the generals and the rich and the strong, and every one, slave and free, hid in the caves and among the rocks of the mountains, calling to the mountains and rocks, “Fall on us and hide us from the face of him who is seated on the throne, and from the wrath of the Lamb; for the great day of their wrath has come, and who can stand before it?” (Apocalypse 6:9-17)
Those are the sainted martyrs in heaven asking for vengeance mind you. Jesus agrees with their desire for vengeance, and promises that this will come about.
Are you ready? I’m ready! Jesus has already had vengeance by laying down His life on the Cross. That’s how He conquered, willing standing in our place, Innocent for the guilty, so as to have the right to forgive us, ripping us out of the clutches of Satan and the jaws of hell, so as to bring us through, with and in Himself to heaven.
What hit me the other day is that this isn’t Jesus, the Head of the Body (as Saint Paul describes the Church), but also the members of the Body of Christ with Him, as One, who recite these lyrics.
Before I die alone [My God! My God! Why have you abandoned me? This is a prayer made before the Father. The filial trust of Psalm 22 is so very magnificent.] Let me have vengeance [What Jesus asks is vengeance over against Satan, who had destroyed everything outside of God but God. The punishment of sin on our part is death. In taking on that death, baiting us cynics to kill Him dead with such goodness and kindness and truth, he fulfilled His own justice, permitting Him to usurp our souls away from Satan. Jesus’ death is vengeance over against Satan.] Before I die alone I will have vengeance Before I die alone Let me have vengeance [We move from statement “I will” to “Let me”. This is the prayer on the Cross of Jesus.] Before I die alone I will have vengeance Before I die alone Before my time has gone [Jesus’ time on this earth, the time when He would lay down His life for us…] There’s just one thing I have to do [Jesus is explaining the situation to us….] Before the fire and stone [all of hell broken out on Calvary unto the Sepulcher in which Jesus was laid.] Before your world is gone [our time on this earth…] Have you some patience [He who endures to the end will be saved…] Cuz I will have my vengeance [Praise to the Lamb of God who takest away the sins of the world.] Before I die alone Let me have vengeance Before my time has gone I will have vengeance Before I die alone Let me have vengeance Before I die alone I will have vengeance Before I die alone Let me have vengeance I will have my vengeance Before your world is gone Before the fire and stone Have you some patience Cuz I will have my vengeance Before I die alone (Before I die alone) Before my time has gone (Before my time has gone) Let me have vengeance (I will) (I will) I will have vengeance I will have vengeance
Thank you, Jesus, for having vengeance for us. Thank you, Mary, for being there with Him interceding for us that we might, having been redeemed, will also assent in God’s grace to be saved.
But, as I say, what struck me is that I, we, with Jesus, are saying all this in solidarity with Him over against Satan. I always knew that academically. But it just hit me so very, very personally the other day.
Put another way – I’m confessing my idiocy here – I’ve done plenty of exorcisms over against Satan in Jesus’ Holy Name and with the express mandate of the Church, the exorcism being a sacramental drawing on the merits of Christ and the saints. An exorcism is surely a kind of vengeance, right? An exorcism disestablishes the un-kingdom of Satan and helps to establish the Kingdom of God come among us. But having said that I must confess that only now has our Lord permitted me the tiniest personally felt (NOT that feelings are important!) glimpse into the friendship which He creates, in which He holds us, He having us with Him. This was quite opening up the soul for me.
And, just to say, it was Zack Hemsey’s Vengeance which was an occasion for this to come about. Ha! I love it. Thanks, Zack.
“And a sword your own soul will pierce that the thoughts of many may be revealed…”
This little glimpse of solidarity with Jesus in His vengeance I do not believe can be experienced (to use an inappropriate word) except if we are in solidarity with Mary, who, par excellence, is The Martyr begging our Lord for vengeance. Yes. Someone once asked me if there is a role for Mary that is greater that her motherhood. No, there is not. Mary is the Mother of God, the Mother of this Church Militant, our Mother by her begging for vengeance… now with us begging for vengeance, now that she, by her intercession and her Son’s grace, has become our mother.
“And all spoke well of him, and wondered at the gracious words which proceeded out of his mouth [all surely with sarcasm]; and they said, “Is not this Joseph’s son? [asked surely with sarcasm]” And he said to them, “Doubtless you will quote to me this proverb, `Physician, heal yourself; what we have heard you did at Capernaum, do here also in your own country.'” [Jesus knowing their insincerity and mockery.] And he said, “Truly, I say to you, no prophet is acceptable in his own country. But in truth, I tell you, there were many widows in Israel in the days of Elijah, when the heaven was shut up three years and six months, when there came a great famine over all the land; and Elijah was sent to none of them but only to Zarephath, in the land of Sidon, to a woman who was a widow. And there were many lepers in Israel in the time of the prophet Elisha; and none of them was cleansed, but only Naaman the Syrian.” When they heard this, all in the synagogue were filled with wrath. [Of course. They were this way already.] And they rose up and put him out of the city, and led him to the brow of the hill on which their city was built, that they might throw him down headlong. [Murderers, all. Yep.] But passing through the midst of them he went away.” Luke 4:22-30
Dear Pope Francis, you complain about people who simply repeat as an accusation against you what you yourself present as goodness. You use your pulpit to power spread manure like a new fangled power manure spreader and then you say that journalists are lovers of shit, the ol’ coprophiliacs accusation which you so very much love to use. Let’s take a look at what a manure spreader does:
What you say, Pope Francis, about Jesus contaminating Himself, about God contaminating Himself when He comes into this world with all of us who are terrible sinners is wrong, heretical, blasphemous. He came to save us from sin, and He cannot do that if he is contaminated by sin. He can do that by taking on the punishment we deserve for sin, death, standing in our place, the Innocent for the guilty, so that He might have the right in His own justice to have mercy on us. Did Jesus touch a leper to heal him? Yes. Did that make the Author of Life, our Almighty God, Christ our God, unclean either ceremoniously or actually? No. Virtue goes forth from Him. Our ceremonial uncleanness or our sin does not enter into God. No. It is you who are the coprophiliac Pope Francis. You are the man.
Pope Francis cited Saint Paul who said that Christ became sin for us. Well, yes. But He did not sin and was not contaminated with sin. Instead He put Himself in our place. He took on what we deserve. When I look upon Jesus being tortured to death on the cross for our sin I do not see a criminal or a sinner, but the most Innocent Son of the Immaculate Conception, conceived of the Holy Spirit. No contamination. Sigh.
I mean, remember Father Brian Lynch against Wuhan Biden so that Wuhan Joe takes the place of King David murdering Bathsheba’s husband Uriah the Hittite? Just replace the name of Wuhan Joe with Pope Francis: You are the man! You can start this at 3 minutes 16 seconds:
Look, even if Pope Francis doesn’t mean what he actually does say, ever so ambiguously (hurtfully) or just plain wrong (hurtfully) or speaking out of two sides of his mouth, saying one thing and then the opposite right away, pleasing everybody (but not), hurting everyone who just dismisses him, we still need to pray for him. We need to pray for him all the more. It is just so sad.
V. Oremus pro Pontifice nostro Francisco.
R. Dominus conservet eum, et vivificet eum, et beatum faciat eum in terra, et non tradat eum in animam inimicorum eius. [Ps 40:3]
Pater Noster, Ave Maria.
Deus, omnium fidelium pastor et rector, famulum tuum N., quem pastorem Ecclesiae tuae praeesse voluisti, propitius respice: da ei, quaesumus, verbo et exemplo, quibus praeest, proficere: ut ad vitam, una cum grege sibi credito, perveniat sempiternam. Per Christum, Dominum nostrum. Amen.
V. Let us pray for Francis our Pope.
R. May the Lord preserve him, and give him life, and make him blessed upon the earth, and deliver him not up to the will of his enemies. [Ps 40:3]
Our Father, Hail Mary.
O God, Shepherd and Ruler of all Thy faithful people, look mercifully upon Thy servant N, whom Thou hast chosen as shepherd to preside over Thy Church. Grant him, we beseech Thee, that by his word and example, he may edify those over whom he hath charge, so that together with the flock committed to him, may he attain everlasting life. Through Christ our Lord. Amen.
The Sacred Heart to Saint Margaret Mary Alacoque: “In the excess of the mercy of my Heart, I promise you that my all powerful love will grant to all those who will receive Communion on the First Fridays for nine consecutive months the grace of final repentance: they will not die in my displeasure, nor without receiving the sacraments, and my Heart will be their secure refuge in that last hour.”
For nine consecutive months on the First Friday, Mass and Holy Communion, with Confession if need be. In this parish we, of course, have Holy Mass and a Holy Hour during which Confession is provided. There are twelve promises of Jesus regarding the First Fridays. I remember being totally amazed and thankful to Jesus as a little kid when my sister introduced me to this devotion (as well as the Five First Saturdays).
I will give them all of the graces necessary for their state of life.
I will establish peace in their homes.
I will comfort them in all their afflictions.
I will be their strength during life and above all during death.
I will bestow a large blessing upon all their undertakings.
Sinners shall find in My Heart the source and the infinite ocean of mercy.
Tepid souls shall grow fervent.
Fervent souls shall quickly mount to high perfection.
I will bless every place where a picture of my heart shall be set up and honored.
I will give to priests the gift of touching the most hardened hearts.
Those who shall promote this devotion shall have their names written in My Heart, never to be blotted out.
I promise you in the excessive mercy of My Heart that My all-powerful love will grant all to those who communicate on the First Friday in nine consecutive months the grace of final penitence; they shall not die in My disgrace nor without receiving their sacraments; My Divine Heart shall be their safe refuge in this last moment.