"...every pastoral practice has to follow the Word of God if it does not want to fail. A change of the teaching, of the dogma, is unthinkable. Who nevertheless consciously does it, or insistently demands it, is a heretic – even if he wears the Roman Purple.” Cardinal Walter Brandmuller
THE HEIR APPARENT
THE CAPO di TUTT'I CAPI - THE NEW "GODFATHER" OF ECUMENISM
In this blogger's opinion, the below excerpts from the current Catechism of the Catholic Church pretty much destroy any notion that any adulterer, adulteress, active homosexual, pro-abortion politician, abortion "doctor", et al can receive Holy Communion, at least as long as these passages are extant and still taught in Roman Catholic Church.
If pronouncements from Rome/The Francis supercede any of the below authoritative texts, then these texts need to be amended as such so both pronouncement and text are in agreement with each other.
Otherwise, there will always be conflict. And where there is conflict, there will be doubt. That doubt will beget confusion and when that confusion then reigns, so will anarchy. And when anarchy ascends to the top, there can be no True Faith. When that happens, you have what we have now - a post-VII church in its potential death throes: seminaries closed; convents shuttered; vocations shattered; bishops conferences getting in bed with the known enemies of the Catholic Church; Bishops who sow more doubt than authentic Catholic Faith; kitten Cardinals afraid of even meowing too loudly (as Mundabor fondly writes) and a Pope that is already beatified by the secular and catholic press while yet alive.
"Rise And Rise Again Until Lambs Become Lions" is a quote from the Russell Crowe 2010 movie Robin Hood. I believe it is an apt quote that describes the Bishops and Cardinals of the modern Catholic Church quite well.
I am still waiting for the lions to be born...
1776 "Deep within his conscience man discovers a law which he has not laid upon himself but which he must obey. Its voice, ever calling him to love and to do what is good and to avoid evil, sounds in his heart at the right moment.... For man has in his heart a law inscribed by God.... His conscience is man's most secret core and his sanctuary. There he is alone with God whose voice echoes in his depths."LINK
IV. Erroneous Judgment
1790 A human being must always obey the certain judgment of his conscience. If he were deliberately to act against it, he would condemn himself. Yet it can happen that moral conscience remains in ignorance and makes erroneous judgments about acts to be performed or already committed.
1791 This ignorance can often be imputed to personal responsibility. This is the case when a man "takes little trouble to find out what is true and good, or when conscience is by degrees almost blinded through the habit of committing sin."LINK In such cases, the person is culpable for the evil he commits.
1792 Ignorance of Christ and his Gospel, bad example given by others, enslavement to one's passions, assertion of a mistaken notion of autonomy of conscience, rejection of the Church's authority and her teaching, lack of conversion and of charity: these can be at the source of errors of judgment in moral conduct.
1793 If - on the contrary - the ignorance is invincible, or the moral subject is not responsible for his erroneous judgment, the evil committed by the person cannot be imputed to him. It remains no less an evil, a privation, a disorder. One must therefore work to correct the errors of moral conscience.
1794 A good and pure conscience is enlightened by true faith, for charity proceeds at the same time "from a pure heart and a good conscience and sincere faith."LINK
The more a correct conscience prevails, the more do persons and groups turn aside from blind choice and try to be guided by objective standards of moral conduct.LINK
I have self-identified as 6' 4" for well over a year now. And I demand - DEMAND! mind you - that others do the same. Otherwise they will make make me feel bad about myself and we just simply cannot have that now, can we? Uh, Uh. Nope. Not gonna happen. Not in the enlightened environment I find myself living in as I type this, anyway. (Maybe in the pre-VII days, but not now.)
I mean, it's so obvious that God Himself made a mistake when he formed me from leftover parts he had lying around. He just absentmindedly grabbed from the "S" size pile, instead of the "L" size pile. I mean - I just knowthat to be true because I just, ya know, feel it.
Others are the aberration, not me...got it? Good! I just luv being called "Tiny" - it makes me feel so, so, so...tiny, er... I mean, tall. But enough about me!
I am writing this post to have you celebrate my success at finally coming out about something exciting in my life - and yours! (drum roll / hushed anticipation)
I have decided to open ...wait for it!...a Water Bar! (Hold the applause...)
UH...No, really..a water bar.
Listen to me!
The business model is simple: I will sell and dispense hot and cold water only - you supply the actual type of flavored hot or cold water by simply self-identifying your particular cup of water as plain old coffee; a latte or cappuccino; a tasty craft beer of your choice; tea; or even - if I can gain the franchise rights from INBEV - a Bud Light!
Naturally, the pricing for your particular cup of water will be wholly dependent upon the type of self-identified beverage you are purchasing. Plain old water will be cheaper than a Double Sweet Chocolate Swirl Whipped Cappuccino, for instance.
This is a sure fired success that will propel me onwards and upwards and ensure financial security as the golden years continue to dawn upon my 5' 4" 6' 4" body.
YES! Instant richness and success! I can self-identify seeing my mug on the cover of Forbes magazine and a 5-column, front page write-up in the Wall Street Journal. I can self-identify my selling franchise rights and thereby gain more status quo and be ranked right up there with Amazon's Bezos or Facebook's Zuckerberg.
Jeff and Mark...they'll just have to luv me, right?... cause I self-identify as something I'm not, right? That's the way it's done nowadays, right?
I mean...I mean...
Tall people will finally have to treat me as an equal, instead of always LOOKING DOWN at me!!
I don't write too often anymore, just when the inspiration or initiative strikes me. Too many other things seem to get in the way: work, family, laziness, fatigue. Still though, I feel guilty. There is so much to write about, so much that needs to be said regarding the assault on the Roman Catholic Church One True Church, and therefore, Our Lord Jesus Christ. As a long-standing confirmed Soldier of Christ (and USAF veteran) you'd think I'd be full of vigor in going to war. It's not like I'm going to get killed (even though untold numbers are being Spiritually killed each day) by writing of The War Against the One True Church by Those Charged With Its Defense (a good title for a book, maybe), so I have no excuses - at least valid ones anyway - for not writing more often. So... this morning I trolled my archives and picked one from December 2016 that is still extant today and reposting it - hopefully as a prelude to more inspiration-driven posts. But even if reposting is all I do - at least I am fighting, even if it is behind the lines in the safety of the bunker. I even provided a graphic, this time...
************************************************************* I'm not stupid. With that declarative sentence, I must explain why I am so confident that I am not stupid. I am, after all, a Baby-Boomer: born in the late 50's; a product of the 60''s radicalization; a 70's agnostic when it came to Vatican II; an 80's ho-hum Catholic (at least until the early-decade when my parents re-introduced me to the Tridentine Mass). I have a well-formed conscience, an engaging thought process, an innate ability to see through subterfuge, and can spot a wolf-in-sheep's-clothing from 1-1/2 miles out. I am a confirmed Soldier of Christ (as well as a former USAF Veteran of 15-plus years of service). I manage to balance my checkbook each month, add to my savings weekly, pray my daily Rosary and kneel in the Confessional monthly (admittedly, it sometimes stretches a bit more, despite having weekly reminders from my Google Calendar.) My employer has enough confidence in my thought and technical service prowess that I can write a company check for $6,000 to settle a customer dispute, and not have to get upper-management clearance before I do. So, no...I am most definitely not stupid. It is too bad the clerics in Rome, and probably most of the world's Bishops think I am. They must believe this in their black heart-of-hearts, for it can be explained in no other manner. They truly believe that I can have no true understanding of what "One, Holy Catholic and Apostolic" means; that I can have no true understanding of what the 6th and 9th Commandments truly mean; that I can have no true understanding of the meaning of Christ's definitive and declarative spoken words as handed down from His Apostles; or that I am simply incapable of having the proper love, compassion, and mercy to my fellow man because I am so rigid in my Catholicity-of-old. They all - up to and including the Pope, the man-in-white-with-black-shoes, Francis - think of me as a lemming; an obstinate jackass; a domesticated turkey who doesn't even know how to get back into his pen and who dies of starvation because he can't remember where the damn gate is... No, your Greatnesses. I am not stupid, but you all are. You are stupid to think that I don't see beyond your gilded cages and corrupted minds; that most of you are protecting your turfs, your positions and your reputations. You believe yourselves to be above reproach because you have a few letters of the alphabet behind your names, or your name on a Dicastery door. You hobnob with the known enemies of the Catholic Faith, laugh robustly at their jokes at a secular dinner and shake their hands as they present you with a 5 or 6 figure check for the "poor" (read:your - and not necessarily the Catholic Church's- favorite cause célèbre). I don't need what you believe you are in sole possession of - a brain. I already have one, complete with right reason (read:Conscience) already installed. So I don't need you to re-interpret for me what Christ said from the Cross ("Father forgive them..."), what He said to Mary Magdalene ("Go...and sin no more...") or what I believe are his most important words relative to our modern times: For what doth it profit a man, if he gain the whole world, and suffer the loss of his own soul? Or what exchange shall a man give for his soul? I already know that you are wrong in promoting Communion for the divorced and remarried sans annulment and without reparation and amendment; I already know that those who delude themselves into believing that what you are promoting is good and holy are potentially dooming their Souls, and also that you share in that culpability; I already know that you are subverting the laws and regulations of this country when you openly advocate universal open-borders, but yet fail in your duties to continually and prolifically defend human life with the same fervor. Where are the weekly, media-invited, pro-life marches to the local abortuary, with you and your fellow Bishops heroically distributing Holy Communion to the kneeling Faithful during the weekly open-air Mass and Benediction?? Hmmmmm??? No...I actually laugh at you, to be honest. I mean, how gullible can you be? How invertebrate can you be? How uncaring can you be? How un-Godlike can you be? In sum, just how stupid can you be? You have been entrusted to lead Souls to God, for God, and into Heaven. And instead many of you are, judging from your public words and actions, trying imperiously to lead them into perdition - gullible sheep being led by gullible shepherds in a gullible man-centered modern world that crumbles all around you. For supposedly smart men, you are surprisingly stupid, and more so to think that there are not going to be consequences for leading the sheep entrusted to you astray. Although in your eyes I am but a stupid and gullible Catholic, in the eyes of Our Lord Jesus Christ I remain true to His words and teachings (or try to despite my frailties). As well, I shall always remain true to you and to all you preach and teach when you follow what He has taught and that He has handed down to you. When you veer away from that, I will not follow; when you preach and teach the direct opposite of what has always been taught, I will not follow. When you tell me I am sinning just because I hold fast to what has always been taught, I will tell you that you are wrong; and if you tell me I am sinning by trying to convert a friend, acquaintance or even an enemy to the One True Faith, I will probably spit in your face in disgust. But beyond all of the above, you can be assured that I will continue to pray for your conversion back to the One True Faith. For many of you are not acting like you have a modicum of it left and truly need the prayers. I actually feel sorry for you...I just cannot yet believe that those so learned can be so stupid as to think they are doing God's Will by subverting the 6th and 9th Commandment or denying the Roman Catholic Church's supremacy over all other religions. I would rather have a cadre of St. John Vianney's leading the Catholic Church than you...at least they wouldn't be so impressed with their education that they believe themselves smarter than the sheep they lead. I wish you would remember that the gates of Hell shall not prevail against the One True Faith...it would make Catholic Life so much easier to live. But then again, I think we all tend to forget that the life of Our Lord Jesus Christ was not a bouquet of Roses either. How many have forgotten The Passion, what it entailed and what Our Lord endured, in order to save Souls? Why can't you just shut-up and get back to what you were ordained to do all those many years ago? Why can't you just go and smell your sheep, instead of licking boots? Why not sacrifice a laugh or two or three at the Al Smith Dinner for the humble prayers and gratitude of your flock as they see you kneel with them in the rain at the local abortion facility in early Spring, drenched and shivering in the cold March air? Why can't you just be a simple Bishop, or Cardinal or even Pope and live up the the Trust and Confidence your Blessed Lord displayed in you when he gave you the privilege of the Miter and Crozier? If HE can so humble Himself as to hang from His infamous gibbet, who are you not to?
I am quite sure the Country Music group Alabama never considered their version of "In Pictures" to be named The Theme Song for Respondents by this blog, or for that matter, to reach #4 on the Billboard Hot Country Singles & Tracks when it was released in 1995. But it did the latter and I have now so named it the former. So, while they will never get to accept my statuette for this honor on national TV, it remains that this bittersweet achievement fits the honor.
I don't remember ever having listened to this song during Alabama's multi-decade run as one of Country Music's top groups (they are still touring, too!). I only found it on one of their Greatest Hits CD's and almost immediately bonded to the song and to the Dad who is lamenting over how much he's missed as his daughter grew up around him, and is now only available to him in pictures.
Although I did not at first identify him or the song as a byproduct of a divorce, in looking up more specific information for this post, I found that the Wikipedia link does just that. In fact or not, at least I know that I am not the first to consider the song divorce related.
So...while my original intent was to tie the song into a post concerning my own parent-child relationship issues, the heartbreak of a still extant separation and the emptiness that yet pervades my memories, I wish instead to dedicate this post to all respondents - whether Mom or Dad - and their still separated children. The hope remains and prayers will continue that the reconciliation with your loved ones come sooner, rather than later.
My Dear Friends, pray always and often to Our Blessed Mother, remembering that your children are Hers also and She feels the pain as keenly as you.
And finally, remember to love your children UNCONDITIONALLY, as Our Crucified Savior did - and continues to do - for us.
WHY?? That is the first question that pops into my mind with the"schism" re-re-re-re-pronouncement by Raymond Cardinal Burke. Why has it all of a sudden become necessary to once again re-re-re-re-hash the scism /no schism argument in the Catholic world? Of what value is it? What is the ulterior motive? Where is the official statement from Pope Francis that the SSPX is now once more in schism, all talks are now verboten and Cardinal Burke is just reminding all Catholics of what the Pope has pronounced. Or... Is Cardinal Burke the Catholic answer to John McCain? The question has been asked and answered; re-asked and re-answered ad infinitum/ad nauseum over the years. To my remembrance, only once has the "schism" label against SSPX been OFFICIALLY promulgated, and then OFFICIALLY lifted by a succeeding Pope years later. And that decree was for five bishops only, not the whole of the Society. Officially is the key word here, IMHO. It doesn't matter what an individual bishop or cardinal thinks, says or writes about the SSPX /Schism meme. Unless the charge emanates from a Papal document and is signed by a reigning Pope, the charge becomes nothing more than one man's opinion. True, if that man firmly believes what he preaches and firmly believes his priests and laity are in moral and/or mortal danger from anything-SSPX and orders his priests and laity to steer clear or face catching the "schism pox", then I suppose that man has every Catholic right to say what he will and his flock must obey. But I doubt that has been or is the case here. Where are the Cardinal's facts? What Papal document does he source to back up his claim? Why, then, is there still ongoing dialogue between Rome and the SSPX if they are in "schism"? More higher placed Cardinals than Burke have pronounced them not in schism over the years - despite their lack of "canonical" standing in the church, as Benedict/Ratzinger said. So why is this pronouncement all of a sudden in the news again? Why did the question even come up and more importantly, why did Burke answer it as he did? Is this another attempt to derail any reconciliation talks that might be thisclose to succeeding? Hell...I don't know. Cardinal Burke has lost any credibility with me over his lack of movement concerning the Amoris Laetitiae debacle, and this matter has not helped to change my mind any. His fellow Cardinalate supporters have been cut in half; AL is now enshrined in Catholic law and - much like Obamacare - is here to stay, at least until a future Pope is elected, shows his Catholic moxy and confines it to the trash bin. We have men (or kittens, as Mundabor calls them) like Burke to thank for that. Cardinal Burke, please go quietly into the Signatura and stop granting interviews. Live out your life in the comfort of your Roman dicastery and leave the SSPX unencumbered to continue their reconciliation talks with Rome. Please!!
Since 20-some percent of the NFL "Professional" (and I use the term loosely) athletes, a smattering of other similar "Professional" sportsmen(?), along with some of their handlers/coaches and owners/masters, clearly have no love of this country, its flag, its music, its opportunities (which include their ever-swelling personal bank accounts) - and probably not even of God Himself - I thought I would write for them their own "national anthem" to sing while they doth protest on bended knee while they are taking the liberty of scalping their fans (no longer am I one) on Sunday afternoons. With much regret to Samuel Francis Smith, his My Country Tis of Thee and to England, I now present to you "The Protester's Anthem" (sung to the tune of God Save the Queen): MY COUNTRY TIS OF THEE, A SOUR LAND FIT ONLY FOR BENDED KNEE, OF THEE I CONTINUALLY DING. LAND WHERE MY FATHERS DIED! ONLY FOR THE ELITISTS PRIDE! FROM EVERY RIOT SITE, LET PROTESTS RING! MY SLAVE-BUILT COUNTRY, THEE, LAND FULL OF ELITIST GLEE, THY NAME I WILL NOT LOVE. I HATE THY ROCKS AND RILLS, THY MIDDLE CLASS, THOSE LOWER STILL, MY HEART IS HARD AND I'M SO THRILLED, FOR ALL THAT ABOVE. LET RIOTS SWELL THE BREEZE, AND, PROTESTS RING FROM ALL THE TREES; LET'S SCREECH OUR SONG. LET ALL MORTAL TOUNGUE'S AWAKE; LET ALL THAT BREATHE PARTAKE; LET OUR ROCKS THEIR SILENCE BREAK; HEAR THE GLASS FALL ALL DAY LONG.
OUR NEW GOD IS TO THEE, AUTHOR OF ANARCHY, TO THEE WE SING.
LONG MAY OUR LAND BE BRIGHT, WITH RIOTS HOLY FIRE-LIGHTS; PROTECT OUR RIGHT TO FIGHT! GREAT SATAN OUR KING!
I have written before that if Rome and certain of her henchmen (an apt description for most) that wear red, purple and black - or white, for that matter - cassocks, and who want every last one of the Catholic Faithful to march in willing lock-step to their new brand of Catholicism, they first have to remove all of the pre-concilliar documents that faithfully and forcefully contradict all of their new paradigms. Otherwise, they can only keep the cover on for so long and only pull the wool over the eyes of the faithful not much longer (time means nothing to God, except as it works to complete His Providence.) Chief among those set-in-stone pre-concilliar documents - and the most blatant example of just how ineffective, weak and powerless they are - is the Sixth Commandment. The best they could ever hope for was to modify #6 into sub-categories that would allow for open and unrepentant adultery, and to further sub-categorize those exceptions under the headings of "mercy" and "for the children". In this they achieved their goal by taking the politician's playbook and baptising it into the Catholic Church. Politicians that already use those terms to get emotion-based voters to smilingly vote their money and freedoms away now have had their religious counterparts doing the same thing for decades: getting the emotions-based Catholic pew-sitters to willingly and sheepishly acquiesce to teachings, ideas and documents that are in direct contradiction to their Catholic Faith. The trouble is - and why it was doomed to fail from the start - is they left intact and unlocked the rooms where all the ammunition that was needed by the more Faithful of the clergy and laymen (both male "laymen" and female "laymen", in a nod to PC-correctness) to use against them remained for the taking. And use it they are now doing - privately and finally publically. And I believe that the pressure will continue unabated for this Pontiff to correct his obvious errors, or face the just as obvious consequences. Now that the the wheels of God's justice (and mercy) have finally turned with an ear-splitting groan, more names will surely follow those of the original 62 signatories. So what did change? Why now? Why did it take so long? Louie Verrecchio plainly points out (here) what he believes is the reason (my emphasis): "...it certainly wasn’t the objective sense of the text of Amoris Laetitia, much less was it the dogmatic teachings of the Holy Catholic faith that are contradicted therein; rather, what changed, apparently, is that God’s grace has begun to open the eyes of those who were previously blind."
And I concur, for what it is worth.
God's time is not necessarily our time; He works to His Providence, not ours. Now is His right time; now is His right place. The sifting of the wheat from the chaff has its beginning and we must wait until the wind stops blowing to see what - or who - is left.
Let us continue to pray for the Holy Father, Pope Francis, that he returns to the Faith and to the patrimony he was elected to serve. To sustain the old, not usher in the new. To continue to proclaim the One, Holy, Catholic and Apostolic Church of Our Lord Jesus Christ. The One True Church of Christ, outside of which no one - NO ONE- can be saved.
R. Dominus conservet eum, et vivificet eum, et beatum faciat eum in terra, et non tradat eum in animam inimicorum eius.
Deus, omnium fidelium pastor et rector,
famulum tuum Franciscum, 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.
My children were all Consecrated to Our Lady at their baptisms, so I have no doubt that their inevitable Salvation is therefore assured. Whatever wrongs or errors they may presently hold - all are adults, with the youngest one becoming so this January - that keeps high the wall between us, Our Lady does not long leave Her children in that state and will come to their aid, and this repeatedly so. And oftentimes without being asked. There will be for each of them a "comes the dawn" moment to drive home this Truth, and they will wonder how they could have been so stupid for so long. They will still struggle to be sure, but they will struggle with a renewed sense of their eventual Salvation by their Blessed Mother. That being said, I sometimes still fear that at least two of my children may never fully drop the wall, despite the reasons for its erection having long since been disproved. Too much time may have elapsed; too little urging to talk out the hurt. Too many parental mistakes made at the beginning. There has been too little of "me" into their lives over the last few years to any longer retain hope that I can have any real positive influence. In large part because they moved 600 miles away and I simply could not afford the bi-weekly travel expenses, even to a halfway point, to keep alive the parent-child relationship. I have become a stranger to these children. I have become only a "biological" Father in some photograph. I have become just someone they used to know. The saving Grace in all of this is that I have been granted over the intervening years a thawing and/or repairing of parent-child relationships. I have been privileged to once again being a residential parent, this made all the more striking as the request came from the estranged children themselves to live with me (they wanted to finish high school with their friends, but still unthinkable in the early stages.) Granted, it wasn't all lovey-dovey amongst us, but it did afford some opportunities for discussions, which should have been ongoing since day one anyway. But the lines of communication have remained open with most even after graduations. And now, once more, another has come home to jumpstart their career in more familiar - and missed - surroundings. Is not all this the work of a Most Blessed Mother, trying to correct errant children - whether Parent or Child? It doesn't take a Theologian to tell me to nod my head "Yes". All it takes is my Heart, my Faith and my Love.
AVE MARIA, gratia plena, Dominus tecum. Benedicta tu in mulieribus, et benedictus fructus ventris tui, Iesus. Sancta Maria, Mater Dei, ora pro nobis peccatoribus, nunc, et in hora mortis nostrae. Amen.