Friday, April 6, 2012

Yet it was our infirmities that he bore, our sufferings that he endured.

I know this is a solemn day, but I came across an article on Crisis debunking a daffy gem from Atlantic Magazine written by Kathleen Townsend Kennedy and thought it was a perfect example to memorialize the infirmities Christ bears in the latest period of His Passion.

The Kennedys, who perpetually use their political careers to demoralize their constituents and live out their family creed to create the image of god and truth as themselves, never fail to disappoint.

Her argument is a heavily nuanced piece of apologetics:

Catholic teaching is responsible for the murder of a gay man in Uganda. We know this because his friend was honored by her father’s foundation (her father was also a Kennedy!)...

In her piece, Townsend continues: how could the Church support that? It goes against the Church’s own age-old tradition. Heck, “What other institution separates men and women and encourages them to live together in monasteries and convents where they can develop deep relationships with those who share their kind of love?”

Can you imagine? How can an institution that promotes monks hate gays? Monks live together. There are no women around. They cultivate relationships. And they “share their kind of love.” They’re practically gay...

“My father grasped, as did John Kennedy and Martin Luther King, that in America the leader who wishes to enlarge freedom’s sphere must appeal to an audience’s religious beliefs as well as to their understanding of American liberty.” My favorite part about King’s I Have a Dream speech is where he extols the fundamental human right to believe that God is gay...

Townsend just thanks possibly gay God that the abolitionists and suffragettes ignored all the misogynist parts of the Bible in order focus on the part that says we are “born to be free.” I’m just thankful they found that part amidst the overwhelming misogyny and gay hating. Selectively quoting Scripture is tricky


Macabre.

How foolish we become when unrepented and rebellious sin severs the connection between our intellect and the truth. And, the worst part of it is, we don't even know we have become a moron.

What is there to say on this day except to segue into the first day of the Divine Mercy Novena and indulgence.

Rirst Day
"Today bring to Me all mankind, especially all sinners,and immerse them in the ocean of My mercy. In this way you will console Me in the bitter grief into which the loss of souls plunges Me."

Most Merciful Jesus, whose very nature it is to have compassion on us and to forgive us, do not look upon our sins but upon our trust which we place in Your infinite goodness. Receive us all into the abode of Your Most Compassionate Heart, and never let us escape from It. We beg this of You by Your love which unites You to the Father and the Holy Spirit.

Eternal Father, turn Your merciful gaze upon all mankind and especially upon poor sinners, all enfolded in the Most Compassionate Heart of Jesus. For the sake of His sorrowful Passion show us Your mercy, that we may praise the omnipotence of Your mercy for ever and ever. Amen.

The Chaplet.

Eternal God, in whom mercy is endless and the treasury of compassion — inexhaustible, look kindly upon us and increase Your mercy in us, that in difficult moments we might not despair nor become despondent, but with great confidence submit ourselves to Your holy will, which is Love and Mercy itself.

6 comments:

StevenD-Jasper said...

Carol,

You are gifted, God bless you-

Steven

susan said...

Ditto that StevenD.....Carol ROCKS!!!

Carol said...

You're both very sweet to be so supportive. I have the best readers on the internet!

Easter Blessings to you both - and all in the TTC family!

Jack O'Malley said...

Let me add, you are the the best and most faith-filled Catholic writer in the "blogosphere". You are an inspiration to all, myself not least.

A most blessed Easter to you and your family.

Christus resurrexit.

Vere resurrexit. Sicut dixit. Alleluia!

Carol said...

wow Jack! those are pretty big shoes to fill.

You guys are all a great inspiration to me. What a gift blogosphere is.

Happy Easter!

Jack O'Malley said...

Hey, Carol, they're your shoes that you're already wearing!

Not Prada maybe but enough to hold Seáno's sandals to the fire. :-)

Keep the Faith and keep up the work of the Lord.