Crisis: intrigue vs natural causes

The seeds of communism have a pattern of finding their most fertile soil in clear central authority and earthly glory. As worms on an already dead corpse, so is Marxism on the rigidly (read mindlessly) hierarchical society. So it’s hardly surprising when Masonic-Marxist mores take root in say Russia or the Vatican, which let’s just face it are both halls of power, both claimants to the glories of Old Rome (remember Romanov means of the Roman!), and both arenas where dogma and canon have ossified in lieu of Christ’s seeking and Saint Paul’s testing all things.

By no means even one instant before the Anima Christi will have left the Corpus Christi may the beloved know decay. In the act of leasing out his soul, the churchman deprives Mother Church of her nominal purpose in his regard, which common sense tells us means he’ll have, as they say, no skin in the game. Try and guess with me how many of those who “serve” the Body of Christ are, even as we speak, on a spiritual trajectory on which the Church can never serve these alleged servants of the true Chosen People of God in the spiritual and eternal way in which it was meant to. Men without any meaningful sense of morals, faith, hope or even fear of the Lord for heaven’s sake who have no dog in the fight of the Church Militant: such men cannot long moisten the mask of seriousness before it starts cracking up, and you’ll just wind up with dust all over the sacred vessels, and that stuff’s hard to buff out (speaking from experience as an “altar attendant” as I believe they’re now called). Are priests seriously promising you heaven while their minds are squarely on this world and its pomps?

Anyone not entrenched within the clerical caste think tank, which by now is led by the nose by a gay mafia operating out of St-Gallen in Switzerland, knew that under these conditions something had to give up the ghost sooner or later. It was to be either reform or flamboyant faithlessness. The lay faithful have now no steady path before them save in visions, dreams and that socially unacceptable fuzziness of a personal encounter with the authentically aetherial.

If there were a way to save the neighborhood parish, for my money it’s this:

  • The Doctors of the Church must receive pride of place in all homiletics.
  • The Gospel can no longer be redacted either for time or for content.

The laity you want are leaving because they aren’t really getting Jesus, which means they aren’t getting God! Your pomps have proved their own undoing.

So start with these two points, and call me in the morning.

Advertisements

The Last Supper Code

Advisory. This post deals with a thing generally regarded as most sacred in the older mainline Christian traditions. Pope of Rome John Paul II, in his Catechism, called the Eucharist “the source and summit of the Christian life” (1324). This article is going to mercilessly dissect how Holy Communion operates on the psyches (that is, the souls) of believers. If the Mass, Liturgy or Communion Service is sacred to you and you would not suffer it to be analyzed, then please read no further.

At Mass this evening, I noticed for the first time something about the standard rubrics. While sitting silently beforehand, I found that the prayer of my heart came out as From deceitful people, deliver me! Perhaps because of this, later at consecration, I noticed that it began with the words:

ON THE NIGHT HE WAS BETRAYED

As I sort of zoomed in on these words, I started having some aha moments. My first thought was: What if that phrase is there to tell us where Jesus was at in that most revered moment, namely a little ticked at getting a very raw deal at the hands of a sell-out? What, in other words, if Jesus was feeling the heat and accordingly doing exactly what he taught with the words “turn the other cheek”? In short, what if Jesus was *gasp*:

VICTIM-SIGNALING

So yeah, at this point I’m wondering: What if the Last Supper is Jesus’s “passive-aggressive masterpiece”? And what if it was indeed? Has this Mystery not become a communal immune system booster, making members of the Body of Christ psychologically impervious to the dampening effects of various attacks (“persecutions”)? Perhaps what the Mass implies is:

BECAUSE JESUS ALREADY WEATHERED SOMETHING HE CLEARLY PERCEIVED AS THE ULTIMATE BETRAYAL, THEREFORE I WHO PARTAKE LITERALLY OF JESUS AM UNPERTURBED BY ANY COMERS.

Other Abrahamic adherents may call Christians “idolaters” and “cannibals”, but what if the true meaning of the Incarnation and the Last Supper was so we’d have some of the most sobering examples of self-denial imaginable?

So yeah, you would probably be within reason to term the mood of the Last Supper at least superficially one of passive-aggression, victim-signaling, turning the other cheek or going the extra mile. But what’s the aftertaste like? Could it be that the energy of the Lord’s Supper is a portal to a new and more robust expression of divine love, an internal revolution, namely:

CONSPICUOUS ACCEPTANCE OF ONE’S FATE AND PERHAPS SOMETHING AKIN TO THE SUBMISSION IN LOVE OF THE LATER RELIGIOUS FIGURE RUMI?

Is Jesus not saying See that I am betrayed and condemned without cause! with so bold a gesture that all considerations of “whether or not the person (in this case Jesus) is actually betrayed, condemned or even whether or not it really is without cause” are quickly sidelined and made secondary? The spotlight of the Gospel (even Mark’s!) is on the fact that Jesus owned and resolved his victimization, transforming it into a sacrament, the Blessed Sacrament!

Isn’t it just amazing what something that looks like the most “cheeky” approach to the most shite situation can accomplish and inspire? Well, that’s all I had to say about that.