Normally I'd be on the staff of the St. Michael's Conference for young people right now, overseeing the liturgical dance, teaching a couple of classes and leading discussion groups on UFOs, Cryptids and Why You Shouldn't Be A Thieving Hippy. But this year I took a break and sent a cadet instead. "I don't want to cramp your style," I told my son.
Still, I miss the event. It's an outstanding, immersive course in traditional catholicism as seen through an Anglican lens. Something like an Anglo-Catholic boot camp perhaps, and a lot of fun for the kids who don't seem to miss guitar playing nuns, wymin priests and all the other skulduggery of unpopular modern worship and watered down belief.
At the Conference the staff don't peddle that, they do worship and teach according to the Faith which has been handed down to us by Christ through the Apostles.
There is great, Spirit-filled converting power in this and in the end, when the ersatz versions of Christianity have run their course, it's this Faith which will be left standing against the gates of Hell.
Those, says Christ, won't prevail.
God bless,
LSP
8 comments:
Hello LSP.
Jolly good stuff on St Mike's, always a great thing.
It is spelled "wimmin," however, or "womyn," plural.
We had to let you know.
It is good, BR.
I hope you're not a fan of wymin priests.
Great post, padre!
I will be glad when we revert to more traditional ways.
That looks like it would be a great retreat indeed.
You had me at liturgical dance.
Let's hope that's sooner rather than later, Brig.
It really is, Linda, I can't recommend it too much.
Sorry, Infidel...
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