Father Rutler addresses ‘men without chests’

Here’s how a courageous man of God speaks truth into a culture that cannot recognize the wolves in sheep’s clothing..He is indeed a modern day prophet. July 28, 2015 Crisis Magazine The Pity of Christ by Father George Rutler   Christ cannot be psychoanalyzed because he is perfect.  It would be like seeking flaws in pure crystal or long shadows at high noon. That is why he may seem from our fallen state in a singularly ill-contrived world as both severe and merciful, ethereal and common, rebellious and routine, rustic and royal, solitary and brotherly, young and ageless.  His perfection is a stubborn enigma to the imperfect, but if there is to be one hint of the art that moves his mind, it will be in his pity.  It will be in his pity for the whole...

Progress or Regress

Progress or Regress

  Today is the feast of my holy father St Benedict. In the cultural climate we find ourselves, it’s appropriate to identify with St Benedict in the spirit of his mission. Disappointed in the worldliness of his surroundings, he too faced the truth of the corruption of his time and surrendered to God. In doing so he was blessed with God’s wisdom, and wrote the Holy Rule which even today gives guidance to all as they progress on their journey to God. In America today, we like Europe who after emerging from the wounds of two World Wars and the collapse of so called great ideologies, are still in search of an identity. None of us seem able to learn the lesson that history has taught us ad nauseum;  “In order to create new and lasting unity,...

Hope in God

Hope in God

  For those of us who have been cast down in spirit of late, the morning prayer reminded me today ~ “When His strength takes possession of us we will no longer say: Why are you cast down, my soul?   So now that the surging waves of your indignation have passed over us, let us feel the healing calm of Your forgiveness.”   Over and over I read in St Faustina’s diary how it grieves the Lord that His own people don’t trust in Him. We falter so easily when as we see the tide of evil rise beyond our control..and there’s no doubt that it is. The lives of the saints teach me that to live by faith is to be sure of God even, With cries that pierce me to the heart, my enemies revile me, saying to me all the day long: “Where...

5-4

After the Supreme Court ruling today, may God have mercy on us. “It’s one thing to know the enemy is coming and try to prepare for it. But that doesn’t make the moment when they came over the hill any easier.    Today, they came over the hill. In a 5-4 ruling, “Gay Marriage” has been imposed nationwide.”   This is the fruit of a spiritual battle that has long planned for the destruction of anything Catholic or Christian in our culture. My father used to say: if you want to dance you have to pay the piano man. And today the piano man came to collect on the wages of sin, but only a few know or understand how high the price will be to dance with this devil. However high the cost, we will win the war and my prayer is that...

We need to read it

She’s right…read it. “Ladies and gentlemen, the problems within our Church can be blamed (in part) on faithful Catholics who have not been diligent in doing their research and are content to let others do “the heavy lifting” and thinking for them.” It will be difficult because– in my humble opinion– the encyclical is full of progessivism, humanism and that other ‘ism’ that gets my blood pressure going: modernism. As a catechist and teacher of the faith, I have no choice but to read it so that I may in good conscience present to those who come to learn the truth, the deposit of faith, not ‘how I feel’, but what the church has always taught. Here it is....

Spiritual mushrooms and empty consolations

The summer storms have started here in the lightening capital of the world. They are however, a tremendous relief from the intense and merciless heat I never seem to accurately recall in February. A few days ago a gully washer came through unannounced except for the thunder and lightening that caused everyone on the local golf course to scatter in every direction. But, it was the next day while walking my dog I noticed unannounced, uninvited guests on my front lawn: mushrooms. These ugly light brown speckled mushrooms had popped up everywhere; some near the flower beds, some under the giant oak tree, some near the mailbox. Later after evening prayer as I sat reading on the front porch, I found a section from one of the saints titled “Empty consolations from...

A dancing duel

This absolutely brought a smile to my face. It made me think of King David: And David danced before the Lord with all his might; and David was girded with a linen ephod. —2 Samuel 6:14 I just hope they can preach as good as they dance. +PAX

The other side of the chains

It was bound to happen on one of my hospital visitations. It just didn’t happen until the other day. Many of you who have been reading here for a while know that I am a survivor: a rape survivor. You can go back and read about how the Lord brought me through it all starting here.  Several months ago, I got news from the state victim assistance representative, that after 30 years of incarceration, the perpetrator –who was sentenced to two consecutive life sentences– had died in prison. It’s a separate post to write about how his death and the end of his reign of terror in my life continues to unfold. This post is about another prisoner, one who in a lonely room on the fifth floor, helped me go a little deeper in forgiveness. There...