Divine Solution
For twenty little ticks, Heaven is mine.
A Catholic must be crazy to decline!
For twenty little ticks, Heaven is mine.
A Catholic must be crazy to decline!
Structure, or none? The Faith is where?
Wherever it is, I must go there!
The Archbishop died, twenty-five years ago.
Have his successors followed faithfully? No.
Dom Thomas, a monk with faith and charity filled,
And now a bishop, by God (and readers) willed.
The little within our power, let’s do, then God
May spare that much the well deservéd rod.
A devilish ambiguity and doubt
Are turning Church and Bishops inside out.
The Newchurch is ambiguous, through and through,
But innocent souls within it still we view.
The SSPX is no way “out of the woods.”
Resistant bishops must “deliver the goods”!
People today are not normal or sane.
All history shows no comparable bane.
A leprous Mother some sons will desert.
Others will get too close, not being alert.
To a doubting French journalist the author of “Eleison Comments” expresses confidence that the imminent Motu Proprio will do much good.
Indeed, it both declares that the Tridentine Mass was never banned, and permits Latin rite priests to use it, whenever and wherever.
By overloading our eyes and ears, said Kafka, the cinema overwhelms our minds. Minds being overwhelmed means that lies triumph.
In his outstanding Encyclical of 100 years ago, Pius X nailed the deadly error of modern times: minds’ independence from their object.
Despite many Catholics’ reservations as to the content and motivation of the Motu Proprio, one may still believe it will do good.
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