Life in a small town

Thoughts During Holy Week … Spiritual Practices …

I Am In thy Hands, O Mary”, Dominican Sisters of Mary, Mother of the Eucharist, Doctor Scott Piper, Sir Joseph Andrew Bogdanowicz, OP & Sr. Maria Miguel Wright, OP;  from the album “Mater Eucharistiae”, (2013)

Mater Eucharistiae, the Dominican Sisters of Mary - Mother of the EucharistLife is such a rollercoaster these days, one day I am feeling upset and angry at the antics of those in power having a bright light shone on their fear and panic, and imposing that fear and panic on the masses via the zombie media. The next day I am feeling remorse for my “unkind and critical thoughts”.

The fastest and most predictable way to provoke outrage these days is to post on Facebook that this whole pandemic panic is nothing but another great big Y2K nothing burger. All the howler tribes immediately turn out in force to bury the heretic in monkey poop and shrieking.

Burn The Witch!

Yes, the True Blue Howler Jungle, doing what it does best. So far, mercifully, it is still illegal these days to “Burn The Witch!” So far … but the thought is definitely there, all that is missing is “official sanction” for the chestless to rise up and happily rend all who disagree. But the way things are going on the coasts, and in the capitals, and throughout academia, it might turn any day now.

The safest place to be is far, far away from any city.

I resent being made the butt of scorn and being lectured about not taking things seriously by people who have in the space of a month swung from being scornful of those who were taking things seriously and not travelling to now putting down those who always did take things seriously because they are not taking things seriously enough.

We Happy Few …

It holds up a mirror to me of how far I have to go to emulate the Christ in having scorn heaped upon him and responding in meekness and love. Meekness and Love are not my strong suite … mine is Clubs.

What is surprising about folks being attached to their opinions and assumptions? That is and has been the human default throughout history. Scapegoating has been practiced by all cultures in all times since humanity started to spread about the earth. Now we do it on Facebook instead of in the village square.

Why do I, again and again, fling myself into this muddy pit of anger and resentment. Isn’t it perfectly normal for all human creatures to respond poorly to having their assumptions about their opinions questioned or proven to be in error.

No one starts out accepting correction humbly, not my relatives, not our society, and certainly not me, obviously. Christ tried to teach us, and we fail to learn. Again, and again, and again.

Learning curve for IT Geeks …

I am angry at having been sternly lectured by my betters for criticizing them by asking for sources and fact checking their “Opinions” to which they are adamantly entitled.

They are angry at me for daring to question them … aren’t we all acting just the same. We are at that part of the learning curve where we all fall off and start over.

Why do I care, why do I bother caring about truth. The only truth that matters is Christ’s Truth. His response would be meek silence. On the right, above, is a meme image of an IT learning curve. Life is even more difficult to learn than running Linux. Is it any wonder that most of us get stuck at the cliff?

Why oh why can’t I just STFU. So what helps me struggle out of this muddy pit of normal modern human behaviour, this euphemistically named “Polite Society”, in which I am blessed to live.

There are a number of things that have risen up in my life as liferafts in the storm that is sinking the ship of this world. Probably the most important thing is daily rosary, but the list is a short one.

First there is Divine Mercy as related by Saint Faustina, Then, Daily Rosary according to the form of the Flame of Love as relayed by Elizabeth Kindlemann.

The mysteries for the rosary are drawn from Luisa Piccarreta’s “Living in the Divine Will”.

The last thing is daily scripture readings from a good bible such as “The Navarre Bible”,  and daily meditations from Father Gabriel’s “Divine Intimacy”“Divine Intimacy” has been especially helpful in gaining self knowledge and holding a mirror up to my life. It has become my daily wakeup call for 5 years now.

These practices over the last five years have literally saved my life. As an example, here are the Joyful Mysteries from Luisa Piccarreta’s “Living in the Divine Will, meditated upon in tonight’s rosary:

The Joyful Mysteries

1st Decade: The Annunciation (the fruit of the mystery is Humility)
Our Celestial Mother says: “Your Mama felt ignited with love, and echoing the love of my Creator, I wanted to form one single sea of love, so that the Word might descend upon earth within it. My prayers were incessant, and while I was praying in my little room, an angel came, sent from Heaven as messenger of the great King. He came before me, and bowing, he hailed me: “Hail, O Mary, our Queen; the Divine Fiat has filled you with grace. He has already pronounced His Fiat, for He wants to descend; He is just behind my shoulders, but He wants your Fiat to form the fulfillment of His Fiat.”

At such a great announcement, so much desired by me – although I had never thought I was to be the chosen one – I was stupefied and I hesitated one instant. But the angel of the Lord told me: “Do not fear, our Queen, for you have found grace before God. You have conquered your Creator; therefore, to complete the victory – pronounce your Fiat.” I pronounced my Fiat, and – oh, marvel! The two Fiats fused together and the Divine Word descended into Me. My Fiat, receiving the same value as the Divine Fiat, from the seed of my humanity, formed the tiny little humanity which was to enclose the Word, and so the great prodigy of the Incarnation was accomplished.” (From The Virgin Mary in the Kingdom of the Divine Will”; Day 19

2nd Decade: The Visitation (the fruit of the mystery is Charity)
Our Celestial Mother says: “…So I departed from Nazareth, accompanied by Saint Joseph, facing a long journey, and crossing mountains to go visit Elisabeth in Judea, who, in her advanced age, had miraculously become a mother. I went to her, not to make a simple visit, but because I burned with the desire to bring her Jesus. The fullness of grace, love and light which I felt in me, pushed me to bring, to multiply – to increase a hundredfold the life of my Son in creatures. Yes, my child, the love of Mother which I had for all men, and for you in particular, was so great that I felt the extreme need to give my dear Jesus to everyone, that all might possess Him and love Him.

The right of Mother, given to me by the Fiat, enriched me with such power as to multiply Jesus as many times as there are creatures who want to receive Him. This was the greatest miracle I could perform: to have Jesus ready to give to whomever desired Him. How happy I felt! How I wish that you too, my child, in approaching and visiting people, would always be the bearer of Jesus, capable of making Him known, and yearning to make Him loved.”

“Dearest child, the Divine Will does great and unheard-of things wherever It reigns. If I worked many prodigies, it was because It had Its royal place in me. If you let the Divine Will reign in your soul, you too will become the bearer of Jesus to the creatures – you too will feel the irresistible need to give Him to all!”
(From “The Virgin Mary in the Kingdom of the Divine Will”; Meditation 1, Appendix)

3rd Decade: The Birth of Jesus (the fruit of the mystery is Love of God)
Luisa says: “As I was in my usual state, I found myself outside of myself; after wandering around, I found myself in a cave, and I saw the Queen Mama giving birth to Little Baby Jesus. What a wonderful prodigy! It seemed that both Mother and Son were transformed into most pure light. But in that light one could see very clearly the human nature of Jesus containing the Divinity within Itself, and serving as a veil to cover the Divinity; in such a way that, in tearing the veil of human nature, He was God, while covered by that veil, He was man.

Here is the prodigy of prodigies: God and Man, Man and God! Without leaving the Father and the Holy Spirit – because true love never separates – He comes to live in our midst, taking on human flesh. Now, it seemed to me that Mother and Son, in that most happy instant, remained as though spiritualized, and without the slightest difficulty Jesus came out of the Maternal womb, while both of them overflowed with excess of Love. In other words: those Most Pure bodies were transformed into light, and without the slightest impediment, Light Jesus came out of the Light of the Mother, while both One and the Other remained whole and intact, returning, then, to their natural state. Who can tell of the beauty of the Little Baby, who, in the moment of His birth, transfused, also externally, the rays of the Divinity?”
(From Vol. 4; December 25, 1900)

4th Decade: The Presentation and Consecration of Jesus in the Temple (the fruit of the mystery is Obedience)
Our Celestial Mother says: “Forty days from the birth of little King Jesus are about to sound – when the Divine Fiat calls us to the temple in order to fulfill the law of the Presentation of my Son. So, we went to the temple. It was the first time that we went out together with my sweet baby. A vein of sorrow opened in my heart: I was going to offer Him as victim for the salvation of all! We entered the temple, and first we adored the Divine Majesty; then we called the priest, and placing Him in his arms, I made the offering of the celestial baby to the eternal Father – offering Him in sacrifice for the salvation of all.

The priest was Simeon, and as I placed Him in his arms, he recognized that He was the Divine Word and exulted with immense joy; and after the offering, assuming the attitude of prophet, he prophesied all my sorrows… Oh, how the Supreme Fiat sounded over my maternal heart – thoroughly, with vibrating sound, the cruel tragedy of all the pains of my little Son! But that which pierced me the most were the words that the holy prophet said to me: “This dear baby will be the salvation and ruin of many, and will be the target of contradictions.”

If the Divine Will had not sustained me, I would have died instantly of pure pain. But It gave me life, and used it to form in me the Kingdom of sorrows, within the Kingdom of Its Will. Therefore, in addition to the right of Mother which I had over all, I acquired the right of Mother and Queen of all Sorrows. Ah, yes, with my sorrows, I acquired the little coin to pay the debts of my children, and even those of the ungrateful children…

“Now, listen to your Mama: in your sufferings, in the painful encounters which are not lacking for you, never lose heart; but with heroic love let the Divine Will assume Its royal place in your pains, so that It may convert them into little coins of infinite value, with which you will be able to pay the debts of your brothers – to ransom them from the slavery of the human will, and make them enter again, as free children, into the Kingdom of the Divine Will.”
(From “The Virgin Mary in the Kingdom of the Divine Will”; Day 23)

5th Decade: The Finding of Jesus in the Temple (the fruit of the mystery is Joy)
Our Celestial Mother says: “…After three days of most bitter sighs, tears, anxieties and fears, we entered the temple. I was all eyes and looked everywhere, when, finally, overcome with jubilation, I saw my Son in the midst of the doctors of the law! He was speaking with such wisdom and majesty as to make those who were listening remain enraptured and amazed. Only in seeing Him, I felt life come back to me, and soon I understood the secret reason of His being lost.

And now, a little word to you, dearest child. In this mystery, my Son wanted to give to me and to you, a sublime teaching. Could you perhaps assume that He was ignoring what I was suffering? On the contrary, my tears, my searching, and my cruel and intense sorrow, resounded in His heart. Yet, during those hours, so painful, He sacrificed to the Divine Will, His own Mama, the one whom He loves so much, in order to show me how I too, one day, was to sacrifice His own Life to the Divine Will.

In this unspeakable pain, I did not forget you, my beloved one. Thinking that it would serve as an example for you, I kept it at your disposal, so that you too, at the appropriate time, might have the strength to sacrifice everything to the Divine Will. As Jesus finished speaking, we approached Him reverently, and addressed Him with a sweet reproach: “Son, why have you done this to us?” And He, with divine dignity, answered us: “Why did you look for me? Did you not know that I came to the world to glorify my Father?” Having comprehended the high meaning of His answer, and adored in it the Divine Will, we returned to Nazareth.

Child of my maternal heart, listen. When I lost my Jesus, the pain I felt was so very intense; yet, a second one added to this – that of losing you. In fact, in foreseeing that you would have gone far from the Divine Will, I felt at one time deprived of the Son and of the daughter, and so my maternity suffered a double blow. My child, when you are in the act of doing your own will rather than that of God, think that by abandoning the Divine Fiat, you are about to lose Jesus and me, and fall into the kingdom of miseries and vices. Keep then, the promise you made me – to remain indissolubly united to me – and I will grant you the grace of never again letting you be dominated by your will, but only by the Divine.”
(From “The Virgin Mary in the Kingdom of the Divine Will”; Meditation 5, Appendix)

I guess that would be enough for one night.

Cheers

Joe

Just a little rough patch, eh?

 

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No Fear of Death … Louisa Piccaretta

The Return Of The King” Howard Shore, composer, from the soundtrack of “The Return Of The King”, part 3 of “The Lord Of The Rings”, released on December 17th, 2003.

Crown of Sanctity

Lately, I have been reading Daniel O’Connor’s recently published “Crown of Sanctity” these days. I am certain that, had I come across something like this book earlier in my life, I would have rejected it as too terrifying and too difficult to absorb and act on. I now find it to be a brutal mirror reflecting back to me how far I have missed the mark of living in the Divine Will through most of my life.

Missing the mark is the terrifying part, but there is also much to uplift and console. The following is a direct quote from a couple of pages which I found to be very consoling and if you are starting to think about eternity then you may find them reassuring, consoling, and uplifting as well …

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No Fear of Death

Jesus speaks the most consoling words imaginable to Luisa about the moment of death; so much so that anyone who realizes that these words are genuinely from Our Lord (as, indeed, anyone who has read the chapter on the authenticity of Luisa’s revelations should!) will, upon reading them, lose all fear of that moment.

My daughter, the moment of death is the hour of the loss of illusion. In that point all things present themselves, one after the other, to say to the creature: ‘Good-bye, the earth is ended for you; now begins eternity for you.’ It happens to the creature as when she is locked inside a room and someone says to her: ‘Behind this room there is another room, in which there is God, Paradise, Purgatory, Hell; in sum—Eternity.

But she can see none of these. She hears them being asserted by others, but since those who speak about them cannot see them either, they speak in a way that is almost not credible, not giving great importance to making their words believed as reality—as something certain.

Now, one day the walls fall down, and she can see with her own eyes what they had told her before. She sees her God and Father, Who has loved her with great love. One by one, she sees the benefits that He has done to her, and how she has broken all the rights of love that she owed Him. She sees how her life belonged to God, not to herself. Everything passes before her: Eternity, Paradise, Purgatory, Hell. The earth runs away from her; pleasures turn their back on her—everything disappears; the only thing that remains present to her is in that room whose walls have fallen down—that is, Eternity.

What a change for the poor creature! My Goodness is such, wanting everyone to be saved, that I allow the falling of these walls when the creatures find themselves between life and death—at the moment in which the soul exits the body to enter eternity—so that they may make at least one act of contrition and of love for Me, recognizing my adorable Will over them. I can say that I give them one hour of truth, in order to rescue them.

Oh! if all knew my industries of love, which I perform in the last moment of their lives, so that they might not escape from my hands, more than paternal—they would not wait for that moment, but they would love Me all their lives.[708]

Elsewhere, Jesus puts it plainly: “…what fear can the soul have, in her dying, of coming to Me, if she is already in Me?”[709] When one lives in God’s Will, death is not even much of a change! Never have I read in any writing of a saint or in any mystical revelation a description so beautiful of the moment of death as is contained in Luisa’s writings. Jesus says to Luisa that this is His great daily catch; that moment when at long last He can show Himself to the creature.

At that moment so many souls are saved (even though a lengthy purgatory will be required of many of them). In it, Jesus goes so far as to wrench, as it were, an act of repentance and love from them, and this He achieves successfully in all but those most obstinate souls who choose to condemn themselves.

This daily catch occurs, Jesus says, at the instant which separates a soul from time and eternity, and therefore is not dependent upon any external, earthly observation of repentance. He speaks of finally being able to allow His creatures to see His irresistible face, which, if they only accept it, will inundate them with love and save them from the perdition that they have been walking the path of for so many years.

The only revelation I know of that comes close to this is St. Faustina’s, which bears an enormous similarity in this regard (as with all others!) to Luisa’s. To St. Faustina, Jesus reveals this encounter He has with despairing souls at the point of death: O soul steeped in darkness, do not despair. All is not yet lost. Come and confide in your God, who is love and mercy. But the soul, deaf even to this appeal, wraps itself in darkness.

Jesus calls out again: My child, listen to the voice of your merciful Father. In the soul arises this reply: “For me there is no mercy,” and it falls into greater darkness, a despair which is a foretaste of hell and makes it unable to draw near to God. Jesus calls to the soul a third time, but the soul remains deaf and blind, hardened and despairing.

Then the mercy of God begins to exert itself, and, without any co-operation from the soul, God grants it final grace. If this too is spurned, God will leave the soul in this self-chosen disposition for eternity. This grace emerges from the merciful Heart of Jesus and gives the soul a special light by means of which the soul begins to understand God’s effort; but conversion depends on its own will. The soul knows that this, for her, is final grace and, should it show even a flicker of good will, the mercy of God will accomplish the rest.[710]

These revelations to Faustina should also give us great hope in praying for the salvation of even the most seemingly lost souls—for no one with breath is lost to God. They should furthermore encourage us to pray for the deliverance from Purgatory of those whom we might be tempted to assume went to hell; for this is never a fair assumption to make.

Similarly, Jesus tells Luisa: So, as evil and bad as a creature might be, if she has the fortune of letting one act of my Will enter into herself, even at the point of death, since my Will is life, It sows the seed of life in the soul. And as she possesses this seed of life, there is great hope that the soul may be saved, because the power of my Will will be careful so that this act of life of Its own, which has entered the soul, may not perish and turn into death.

From: Daniel O’Connor’s “The Crown of Sanctity: On the Revelations of Jesus to Luisa Piccarreta” (pp. 265-266). Kindle Edition.

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Cheers

Joe

We are all “Prodigal Sons”

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Pentecost and the Second Coming …

“En Priere”, Bill Douglas, from the album “Kaleidoscope”, (1993)

Cassandra of Troy, was a woman in Greek mythology cursed to utter prophecies that were true but that no one believed. Cassandra was reputed to be a daughter of King Priam and of Queen Hecuba of Troy

Well, it has been over a month since I last sat down to write. Life has intervened with broken roof drains and blown out electrical fixtures and complicated by heavy rains we had some flooding in our building and also blah, blah, blah … life is like that isn’t it.  Everyone has problems and everyone likes to believe that their troubles are the most important and troublesome of them all, but rarely is it really so. Still, October is coming up quick so we have something to look forward to.

So how does one write about what one is upset with and still embrace the cross. As Saint Faustina remarked in her diary, she saw a vision of Christ on his cross and He instructed her to look at the accompanying groups, multitudes, of souls.

There was one group who were crucified like Christ, there was a second group who while not crucified exactly still carried their crosses clasped firmly in their hands and held to their bosom, and then there was a third group who were not embracing their crosses but rather were dragging them behind them across the land dissatisfied and complaining loudly all the while.

His word to her was that those who resembled Him most in their suffering would resemble Him most in Glory in Heaven. Something to think about when one is aware that one is most likely in the third group, the complainers, if one is even good enough to get into the picture and is not still wallowing amongst the miserable lost souls.

And if I spend my writing time articulating what is wrong with our current society and those things which I find provoke me am I being “humble” or “prideful”, am I complaining and judgemental or am I, like Cassandra on the walls of Troy, sounding the alarm to deaf ears all around me.

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John Ralston Saul

As John Ralston Saul pointed out, in “Voltaire’s Bastards“, the Devil is in the Regulations, and those who write the Briefing Books run the show. Whatever one’s views or thoughts, it is a grim fact that, in Canada, it is now legal to kill inconvenient citizens, and inconvenient children, not just inconvenient babies.This is our “Final Solution”, our “Choice”.

Remember, “Arbeit macht frei“. You think these things cannot happen here? I was born in and lived in Montreal for years. I experienced the October Crisis, and Papa Trudeau’s respect for Rule of Law, up close and personal.  Je me souviens.

“Like other periods of the history of the Church, the present has ushered in a new ascension of interior purification, on the sole condition that the faithful show themselves proud enough in the confession of their faith in Christ, generous enough in suffering to face the oppressors of the Church with the strength of their faith and charity.

May the holy time of Lent and Easter, which preaches interior renovation and penance, turn Christian eyes towards the Cross and the risen Christ; be for all of you the joyful occasion that will fill your souls with heroism, patience and victory.

Then We are sure, the enemies of the Church, who think that their time has come, will see that their joy was premature, and that they may close the grave they had dug. The day will come when the Te Deum of liberation will succeed to the premature hymns of the enemies of Christ …” para 42, Mit Brennender Sorge

We look out across a landscape of declining morality, the tragedy of moral relativity, where the value of a human being is in their perceived utility and if they fail the litmus test of utility they are disposed of and sold for parts. I heard a talk recently in which the highly reputed speaker mentioned that since Roe vs Wade in the 70’s our culture has murdered 1.5 Billion babies. That’s right, 1.5 Billion inconvenient children killed to make it easier for us to pursue our carnal gratification and appetites, to “do our own thing” with no consequences or responsibilities.

Our own visions of “Soylent Green” dance through our heads as we trundle off to the re-education camps being set up by the famous twins separated at birth. Or perhaps we are only looking at a simple Good Cop, Bad Cop routine … “take me or you will have to take him”.  I don’t know, what do you think?

potw-kim-jong-un_3578513kThere are some sinister overtones and similarities, no? On the one hand we have a villain born of a bloodline of villains according to international opinion,  an utterly failed economy, a population held in terror of the state, and holding office by virtue of son-ship.

A Great Leader unanimously condemned on all sides, with only one significant player abstaining, and that player having a close and special relationship with Canada and Canada’s government.

The Prince On The White Horse, John Albert Thomas

Russia's President Vladimir Putin (front, R), Chinese President Xi Jinping (front, L), his wife Peng Liyuan (2nd row, L), and Chinese Premier Li Keqiang (2nd row, R), arrive for a gala show to mark the 70th anniversary of the end of World War Two, in Beijing, China, September 3, 2015. REUTERS/Kim Kyung-Hoon

Russia’s President Vladimir Putin (front, R), Chinese President Xi Jinping (front, L), his wife Peng Liyuan (2nd row, L), and Chinese Premier Li Keqiang (2nd row, R), arrive for a gala show to mark the 70th anniversary of the end of World War Two, in Beijing, China, September 3, 2015. REUTERS/Kim Kyung-Hoon

In counterpoint to the bad actor, we have, home at 24 Sussex Drive, the Drama Coach. Also holding office by virtue of pedigree, a playboy with a silver spoon and a Mercedes and a projected 100+ billion deficit before our next election coming in October 2019.

And we have a population, citizens, voters, without a true voice in the Capital, where everything is controlled by the iron fist of the PMO, or in the state controlled national media (aka the CBC), of the deviants, by the deviants, for the deviants.

justin-trudeau11Well, that’s about as far as even I can stretch the similarities, but you get the drift, right? China vs Justin?  Hmmmm. Can anyone spell “Canola”?

Methinks the Communist Party of China is a much heavier hitter than Senator Brazeau. To give this all some context, think of that great first year Boxing farce as a High School skit between two class clowns,

Do we see Justin going the distance with Xi and Vlad, hmmm? A charming class clown who no-one on the international stage takes seriously as he sucks up to virtually every regime out there in a desperate bid for acceptance of his handlers and their policies, no longer the cool kid in class, the snowboarder seeks approval.

I read somewhere a reference to “Big Trump” and “Little Potato”, but it seems that when the rubber hits the road we end up with pressure from the Big Boy south of 49 and counter pressure from the Big Red Dragon, and manufactured political scandals to distract the low information voters from reality.

Castro and the trudeausAnd there is of course that famous, or perhaps infamous, family tradition of sleeping with murderers. Maybe that’s an asset in Boy Justin’s world.

There was a man once, who said: “plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose, Jean-Baptiste Alphonse Karr (24 November 1808 – 29 September 1890) was a French critic, journalist, and novelist. His epigrams are frequently quoted, and that “plus ca change” line is one of his best.

Another was on a proposal to abolish capital punishment, “je veux bien que messieurs les assassins commencent”  “let the gentlemen who do the murders take the first step”, or “I wish the assassins to go first”, a view which I share. Are we not on the brink of a bold new social experiment? After first hand witness to the fall-out of Roe vs Wade, can we not imagine where this will end?

To paraphrase Karr, with respect to euthanasia, “je veux bien que messieurs les bureaucrats commencent”. Not much has changed since 1937, Just the level of sophistication of the players and the level of ignorance of the voters. I will paraphrase from a book I am reading called “The Crown of Sanctity: On the Revelations of Jesus to Louisa Piccarreta” by Daniel O’Connor

I have “adjusted” the specific context from the book to the general context of our modern society. It’s really all about “interest” isn’t it?

The poison of interest has invaded everyone, and since almost all of our leadership and management are taken by this fever, they lack the courage to correct and to check those who depend on them for leadership and guidance and discipline. And the love and mercy of Jesus Christ is not understood by any of those who are not stripped of everything and of everyone.

They cannot hear Him and do not want to hear Him. His voice resounds very badly to their hearing; even more, it seems an absurdity to them — the claim that Jesus is “the Way, the Truth, and the Life” is, to use the words of St. Paul, “a folly to the Jews and a stumbling block to the Gentiles, something that is not appropriate for the human condition. And what is the source of all of this — that is, this whole tragedy? Interest.

Politicians and CEO’s, Bureaucrats and Executives, middle managers and the rank and file, who do not undertake their vocation, their jobs, in accordance with their responsibilities and promises, but rather in accordance with the opportunities it provides for their own interest: comfort, pleasure, enjoyments, popularity, security, etc.

Faith is almost extinguished among the Western peoples in this our modern day, and if there is any spark left, it is as though hidden under cold ashes. Life, which is almost completely secularized, and maybe worse than that, as well as the examples of our leadership, which are not good, lend a hand to extinguish this small remaining spark of faith.

And the most insurmountable stumbling block is mere self-interest. Self-interest is the wood worm of leadership at all levels, which renders them like rotten wood, that is fit only for burning. Interest makes our leadership and management a laughing stock, the mockery of the people, and the idol of their families.

And what about all these programs for the Little People, the voters who they supposedly serve and by which, at election time, they justify their existence? Where and who do they actually help?

They do good to the rich; they have time for the rich, but by them also the poor are almost excluded; for the poor they have no time; for the poor they have not a word of comfort or help to tell them; they send them away, reaching the point of pretending they are ill or setting up vacant gatekeeper positions which supposedly have to “approve” program delivery decisions.

But then, if a rich person would show up, it is all the opposite: they would not hesitate one instant; time, words, comforts, help…, they would find anything for the rich.

OnTheRock8But the Faithful, the little ones, are cast away, the Cassandras calling out warnings from the walls are shunned and banned from the public discourse with much calumny, slander and abuse.

I’ll end this post with another reference to Mark Mallet’s blog post of March 12, 2012.  “As more and more people are waking up to the growing persecution of the Church, this writing addresses why, and where it’s all heading. First published December 12th, 2005, …  “

Cheers

Joe

As Ned Stark said, “Winter is coming”. Always remember, “be charitable in your judgements, never take yourself too seriously” and of course “Do not argue with an idiot. He will drag you down to his level and beat you with experience.” Sometimes when I post, I look at my sig and wish that I’d follow my own damned advice.

 

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