December 31, 2013

Article: A New Catholic Heresy

This article from American Thinker hits home, me being from Illinois and all. (Actually, from Southern Illinois, which is vastly different from Illinois in general.) I have long remarked in conversation that Illinois is actually governed by Chicago politics and Springfield and everything north of there is just a suburb of Chicago. We in Downstate Illinois are what I liked to call "the inhabited rural area" and really are of no consequence. After all, it was Chicago who gave us Barrack Obama and Obamacare...need I say more?

At any rate, the article is well written and hits the nail on the head - If you are a Democrat, you can't be a Catholic also because the two are diametrically opposed. You have to choose one or the other...you have to choose between God or Man. God doesn't like fence-sitters.


December 30, 2013

A New Catholic Heresy

By Robert Klein Engler
On August 13, 2013 the Guardian reported that astronomers had witnessed the birth of a new star. "Images of the birth of a star around 1,400 light years away from Earth is captured by scientists at the European Southern Observatory, (in) Chile." This is a rare event to document, but one that astronomers suspected has occurred often in the universe.
With the passage of same-sex marriage in Illinois, political scientists and theologians are also getting a chance to see another birth, one that is more down to earth. They can witness the emergence of a new heresy in the U.S. Catholic Church. Those professed Illinois Catholic politicians who advanced same-sex marriage in Illinois can now be seen as Babylonian Heretics.
Why would the birth of a heresy be of interest to others besides religious historians? One reason would be that the Babylonian Heresy helps explain the schizophrenic phenomenon of Catholic Democrats in Illinois. How is it one can believe in both Obama and the Trinity?
Julian Guthrie tries unsuccessfully to explain this split personality of Catholic voters in her article, "How Progressive Democrats Remain Catholic."
She answers her own question by writing, "...when I look at prominent Catholic politicians with liberal social agendas and wonder how they attend Mass on Sunday and legislate something very different on Monday, I have my answer... Catholicism, a club with magisterial rituals, good deeds, arcane teachings and more than 1 billion adherents, is far from monolithic."
She continues, "The house rules that apply are those set by believers themselves. These are the everyday Catholics who may honor their pope but disagree with papal positions...The Catholics who fill the nation's pews share something with the politicians at the podium: they believe that resistance and reverence can go together like bread and wine."
Guthrie's veiled reference to transubstantiation is not enough to explain the faith many Catholics have in the Democratic Party. To say that resistance and reverence go together is a gentle lie, a lie that relies more on a turn of phrase than a return to truth. The truth is that theology and revelation trump house rules.
The issue of being Catholic and Democrat is more serious than Guthrie imagines. "David Carlin, a veteran sociologist, philosophy professor, and author of 'The Decline and Fall of the Catholic Church in America,' shows that his party and his religion have now taken opposite sides in the Culture War."
"Carlin's arguments challenge all religious voters to ask themselves the same question, 'Can a Catholic Be a Democrat?' Then he asks, 'How (did) the party I loved became the enemy of my religion.' Carlin claims that on issues of human life, sex, faith, morality, suffering... the modern, secularist Democratic Party has become the enemy of Catholicism; indeed, of all traditional religions."
From Carlin's perspective, Guthrie's solution to the dilemma of being both an everyday Catholic and a Democrat, is what passes for theology in California. It is the incense smoke that hides the reality of heresy. The truthful answer, the answer that blows away the smoke is a simple answer. The truth is, progressive or Democratic Catholics are heretics.
Like the birth of a far-off star, heretics in Illinois, with the passage of same-sex marriage, can now be clearly seen and given a name. What we now see in Illinois is the heresy of our age, the Babylonian Heresy.
Among other political positions, the Babylonian Heretics seek to further amnesty for illegal aliens, state-run health care, and abortion on demand. A theological error inherent in all these positions is that they turn to the state to solve problems that charity should solve, charity that begins with the individual.
The Babylonian Heresy skips over the Catholic moral principle of subsidiarity in favor of state idolatry. It is state idolatry that makes professional politicians like Gov. Pat Quinn and State Rep. Marty Moylan confuse everyday Catholics in Illinois. To use an old metaphor, because of the Babylonian Heresy, the poison of Marxism has been made sweet in Illinois.
Did Gov. Quinn and Rep. Moylan drink the polluted waters? We know Gov. Quinn and Rep. Moylan are professed Catholics. We know they had ample time and a modicum of intelligence to investigate the issue of same-sex marriage and to understand the Catholic Churches' teaching on it.
In spite of this, both men moved to further confusion and follow the teachings of the Democratic Party. Perhaps they are simply cynical politicians who are best described by Gibbon in his long history of the Roman Empire. They believe all religions are useful. They claim to be Catholic because it is useful to get the votes of Catholics.
If being cynical is not enough explanation for their behavior, then, perhaps Quinn and Moylan are like officials in the Roman Empire under Constantius or Valens. These emperors were in favor of Arianism, a heresy that almost won outagainst the Catholic faith.
Today, as in times past, the men who are supposed to be leaders of their community have led their community astray. It is uncertain how far the Babylonian Heresy extends among Catholics in Illinois. Because so few have called for the excommunication of Quinn and Moylan, the heresy is probably wide spread among Catholic Democrats and clergy in the Chicago area.
Why would other Catholics in Illinois, the ones Guthrie calls everyday Catholics, the ones who are not politicians, why would they prefer the Babylonian Heresy to Catholic orthodoxy? The answer is simpler. Life is easier for them as heretics.
The fabric of their life has the warp of Catholicism and the weave of the Democratic Party. It's been that way as long as they can remember. To point out heretical ideas is to show a tear in the fabric of life. To realize that Gov. Quinn and Rep, Moylan are either invincibly ignorant or are supporting a structure of evil is unsettling for many Catholics. It's best to just go along to get along.
Besides, certain ideas dominate a personality, no matter the era in which we live. Rush Limbaugh, who is reported not to be a Catholic but a Methodist,understands the Babylonian Heresy, if not in so many words. Limbaugh says that nowadays, "The liberal is a liberal first, and he's a Catholic second."
In short, the Babylonian Heresy is an easy faith where the Democratic Party will manage charity and grace. In the words of St. Paul, many prefer to wear the silk of the world instead of the armor of light.
Like the shepherds at Bethlehem 2000 years ago, in 2013 we have seen the birth of a far-off star. Furthermore, like St. Athanasius who witnessed Arianism in Alexandria, we have seen at home in Illinois the growth of the Babylonian Heresy. The closer we look, the more auspicious are the days.

Copyright 2013 David Heath - All Rights Reserved

A Conversation...


(Above Picture From An Old Holy Card of Mine)


“Why are you here, Dear One?”


She sat there, eyes downcast, the beginning of tears moistening the eyes that looked out from an ashen face.


“Why are you here?”  He prodded gently.  The words felt soft and warm as a summer sun and she was grateful for the soothing of her aching heart.
She had to look up this time. His face was soft, compassionate and full of something...but what? No. The eyes...it was the eyes that held her gaze…


“Are you hurting?”  It was more felt, than spoken...


“Yes”, she whispered.


“Why?”


“I am confused.”


“About what?”


“Mom and Dad.”


“Oh”, was all He replied. And He waited for that which He already knew…


“Mom divorced Dad, you know…”


“Yes, I know…”


“And Mom got her annulment…”


“I know that too” he replied with a heavy sigh...Was there also pain, she thought? She shook her head ever so slightly to dismiss the thought.


“Dad says he still Loves her, though…”


“Be assured, Dear One...He does”, came the soft reply.


“How?!” “Why?!” She tersely blurted and immediately wished she hadn't.


“How can he still Love her after breaking her heart so and Why didn't he tell her if he loved her?” she repeated, a little more respectfully this time.


She waited for His reply. When none was forthcoming , she turned her head slightly to glance up…


He was just staring at her, with eyes that pierced to her very Soul, it seemed.


“Do you not know, Dear One? Have you learned nothing of My Love?”


“What do you mean?!” Again, the terse reply and again the regret...and His sorrowful, quiet sigh. When He spoke, it was quite stern and it took her by surprise.


“Did he ever abuse her? “


“No.”


“Did he ever belittle her?”


“No.”


“Did he ever threaten her?”


“No.”


“Did he ever wish her dead?”


No!


“Did he ever mistreat her in public?”


No!


“I don’t understand, then, Child...how can you say he does not love your Mother? It appears  to me he loved - loves - her very much.”


“But he hardly ever kissed her! Hardly held her hand! Hardly talked to her! How can someone - anyone - not do those things and say they still love someone?”


He waited before answering, as if to give her time to try and clear a mind that was grappling with so much doubt. He knew she was at a crossroad.


“I was kissed and betrayed by one of my Dearest Friends. My hands were held together by ropes and chains. When I was spoken to, it was with curses and jeers. And yet, I still loved.”


When she offered no response, He continued...


“And when the man I chose to lead my Church denied me three times, did that mean that he failed to Love me? That he failed to honor the vocation I had given him? That he failed in his duty to Me, whom he vowed to Love, Honor and Obey? I had every right to turn from him, he had hurt me so...but I did not. And do you know why?”


“Because you are God.?”  It was a question as much as a statement. Again, the silence. Again, the needed look up at Him. Again, the piercing gaze.


“No, My Child. It was not because I was God.”


“Why, then?” she sighed...


“Because despite his faults, his weaknesses, his cursing and his selfishness, Peter had remorse and sorrow for His wrongs. And beneath that remorse and sorrow was rooted the Love which kept him forever Faithful to Me, to my Church, to His Mother. Peter was forgiven much because he Loved much. It is so with your Dad.”


“And you know this how? Oh, yes. You are God...I forgot.” She pained at her rashness and squeezed her eyes shut - hard.


He smiled - did she hear a chuckle? - before He answered.


“No. It is because I see him here, now, with me.”


Quickly she turned, scanning the pews and peering intensely at the shadows around the darkened chapel. “Where is he?” she asked more reverently than ever before.


“You can’t see him, My Child...but he is here. He is always here... alone, sadly. Bruised and sometimes bloodied...standing silently at the Foot of My Cross. You yourself have seen him many times there, though it is clear you failed to take notice.”


It hurt, those words. Though she did not know why: You have seen him many times…


“What do you mean?” she asked, barely above a whisper.


“Whenever anyone disavowed him, whenever anyone failed to forgive him, whenever anyone marginalized and mistrusted him, whenever anyone failed to show proper respect, whenever anyone derided his efforts at reconciliation, whenever anyone failed to heed his request for talking, whenever he committed human error...need I continue?”


She just sat there…


Finally, a small, heavy sigh escaped from the depths of her Soul.


“Oh”...was all she could muster as she wiped the beginnings of new tears from her face.


He waited a bit more, before continuing...


“True Marital Love, My Child, is not produced by external actions alone...The Love your Dad has was formed deep within the Soul where it took root and never died and where it continues to be fortified by the Graces within the Sacrament. Those Graces are still present despite the divorce and annulment. And despite his mistakes, selfishness and weaknesses, he still Loves...”


He waited and then gave a heavy sigh when she had nothing more to offer. She distinctly heard His groan, this time.


“He gets tired of being strong for you - for all his children. He gets so weary, he almost gives up.”


That startled her. “What?” she said.

“He gets tired of being strong for you. He sometimes wants to quit. Even now, at this very moment, he wants to quit.”


“Why doesn't he, then?” she whispered, though she already knew the answer.


“Because he is a Father, and a Father does not quit. It goes with the vocation.”


He waited a bit...waited for her to acknowledge what He knew was coming.


“He really does Love us all then, including Mom” she said matter-of-factly.  She turned and looked up at him. “Doesn't he?”


“Oh, very much so, Dear One. Very much so...and he misses you all terribly. He misses your Mother most of all and though that is now out of his hands, yet his Love for her continues.  He deeply regrets the mistakes both parents made and what all this has done, especially to you children, but he doesn't know what else to do to make you all understand. So... he has stopped trying.”


She was silent for long while and thought she heard Him groan again.


“I...we've... been wrong.”


“Yes.”


“We have to tell him.”


Yes.


“How?”


“Just tell him.


“What if he doesn't care anymore?”


“He does, though he is hurting very much inside. Your telling him what you need to will help that greatly. He waits for you...he will always wait for you. Just like I waited for you.”


She looked up and smiled at him, her Heart finally relieved of its burden.


“Forever?” she asked, plaintively.


“Yes, My Child...Forever. Both of us, always forever.”



Copyright 2013 David Heath - All Rights Reserved