Showing posts with label apostate. Show all posts
Showing posts with label apostate. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 27, 2024

Spy Wednesday

 



Did you know that Holy Wednesday's known as Spy Wednesday, marking the clandestine treachery of Judas who made a bargain with the High priest for thirty pieces of silver to betray Jesus. According to Catholic Culture: 


In Poland, the young people throw an effigy of Judas from the top of a church steeple. Then it is dragged through the village amidst hurling sticks and stones. What remains of the effigy is drowned in a nearby stream or pond.

 

Judas hanged himself and the Book of Acts recounts that his body burst open on falling to the ground on what became known as the "field of blood." So much for the "son of perdition." Traitors might want to take this salutary tale to heart.



Cheers,

LSP

Tuesday, March 29, 2022

The Church of England Is So Very Awesome

 



The venerable Church of England's attracting hundreds of thousands of Britons to its pews because it's so  very, very gay. Except that it it's not, COE numbers are plummeting and that's really weird because all the millions of LGBTQ+ people in the UK should be flocking to the nation's premiere rainbow conventicle. But they're not.

So strange. Now that the throne of Augustine's so gaily inclusive, all the colors of the rainbow, you'd think it would have grown by leaps and bounds. Unless we go gay, said the pundits, no one will take us seriously. 




Mirabile dictu, lo and behold, go figure, no sh*t Sherlock they're not, which is why the venerable if shrinking Church of England's average Sunday attendance has fallen off a cliff, from some 1.3 million people a Sunday in 1980 to a miserable 600k or so today.

And this is weird, it should be the other way around. Now that the UK's so gay, you'd think the gen pop would head to the gayest church around, right? But they haven't, they've stayed home, polishing the proverbial Baphomet.




At some point, gentle readers, all two of you, this insane, satanic craze will end leaving a lot of people feeling really stoopid as they clutch their dirty little rainbow flag.

Your Pal,

LSP

Sunday, June 13, 2021

Mirror Mirror - Who's The Fakest President Of Them All?

 

Zeros

Surely not Joe Biden, because he got more votes than any other presidential candidate in history. He didn't even have to campaign! And he's a really good Catholic Christian, which is why he champions abortion, transsesxualism, and gay marriage. Such famously Christian doctrines.


Buffoons

Biden's also about helping the poor, so he's opening our southern border because a massive influx of cheap labor is guaranteed to bring wages up. Just you wait and see. Another thing Biden's famous for is his deep, personal, heartfelt concern for the African American, for blacks. They're almost as important to him as transsexuals. That's why Biden never, ever,  boosted a Grand Wizard.


Mountebank

He's concerned with the climate too, the "greatest existential threat" our nation faces. That's right, the weather. As opposed to a gang of self-serving crooks, shills, and hucksters inside the Beltway.


No Klansman in This Photo!

Joe Biden, easily the most popular President ever at 81 million votes, is a socialist with a mere fortune of $8 million. Where did all the rest of the cash disappear? Maybe he just spent it all. Coz, you know, living ain't cheap.


Chicanery & Fraud

What an utter, no-holds-barred, unmitigated fraud. And we have to ask, is anything about this huckster and the governing uniparty he's waxed large on, to the tune of millions, at any point honest or even held accountable?

I'd argue no, it's not. So who's the fakest president of them all?

You, the reader, be the judge,

LSP

Friday, October 19, 2018

Time Traveler



A transdimensional time traveler has broken silence to tell us what life was like for the Worldwide Anglican Non Communion pre 2000, Before Trans Era (BTE).


Some Kind of Joke?

"It was different," says "Josh" who wishes to remain anonymous, "We were there, like a normal church, and then everything got weird. There were all these priestesses and they did some kind of deal with the gays. Maybe in Chicago.


Gene, Loretta, Sharpton, the Trinity

"Next thing you know they'd gone full rainbow and there were lesbian bishops and this guy, Gene Robinson, but he's gone now because it's not cool to be gay, you have to be trans. 


Gross Van Dyke

"I know this, I sat in Ian Markham's study at VTS, he went to King's, and heard it all spelled out. It was going to get them lots of people in the pews but it didn't. More people get buried in the Episcopal Church than get baptized."


Psi Power

Ian Markham, Dean of the prestigious white privilege seminary, VTS, was unavailable for comment and so was "Josh", the time traveler. The Episcopal Church continues to hemorrhage members despite going "full rainbow."


Justsin

The Archbishop of Canterbury is popularly known as "Justsin."

God bless,

LSP



Tuesday, July 24, 2018

Italian Bishop Goes Full Mosque



Monsignor Raffaele Nogaro, bishop emeritus of Caserta, comes right out and says it. He'd be willing to “turn all the churches into mosques if it were useful to the cause and if it allowed us to save the lives of men and women.”

Let that sink in. A Roman Catholic bishop would rather see all of Italy's churches become mosques than stop massive Muslim immigration into his country. All in the name of charity, of course, but is charity the virtue we're dealing with or some other thing?

Imagine, for a moment, that the immigrants from Africa and the Middle East were Salvini supporters or even worse, Latin Mass Catholics. Would Nogaro be so keen to take them in? Perhaps it's just me, but I doubt it. 




Again, picture Nogaro's horror at the prospect of millions of National Socialists flooding into his country. And quite right too, no right thinking person would want to import that kind of hatred into their homeland.

But that's just what Nogaro and other Catholic bishops, including the Pope, are proposing. They're asking us to welcome millions of Muslims into our countries, millions of people who are part of a religion that hates and has been at war with Christianity and the world since its inception. 




This isn't charity, it's stupidity and perhaps something worse. Could it be that Nogaro et al are in favor of turning churches into mosques because they don't like the public expression of the Faith, because they hate the culture of the West and want to destroy it? 

After all, what better way to get rid of a despised culture than to do away with its cult, its religion, by abolishing this in the public square and turning its sanctuaries into mosques. 

Surely Nogaro and his Islamizing no borders friends wouldn't be cultural Marxists and when the call to prayer echoes above St. Peter's, would they answer that over and above the ringing of the racist Angelus?




Then again, perhaps they're betting the fighting monkey on the odds of demographic change going their way. 

Your Old Pal,

LSP

Sunday, April 8, 2018

In The Land Of Welby's Chinos




Far-sighted readers of this popular theology blog will remember John Davies, the recently appointed Anglican Archbishop of Wales. When asked by the BBC before Easter if he believed in the bodily resurrection of Christ, the prelate replied, "I don't think any of us actually knows, frankly."

At least Davies is honest about his mild mannered, Athenaeum Club style apostasy, and you can imagine it unfolding in the dining room of the place with a glass of after Synod, after lunch port with his atheist friends, as  a ghostly Fr. Brindley chokes on his claret. But where does this leave us? 




If Christians don't know if Christ rose bodily from the dead then they're not sure that He beat death, they're not sure if the Apostles were deluded and the Gospel a fraud. For that matter, they're not sure if Jesus is God and, for this Welsh school of semi-theology, they don't know if the whole thing stops with the Cross, which has the unfortunate effect of turning Christianity into a sinister death cult.

The 19th and early 20th century Scottish preacher, Alexander MacLaren, has this to say. Take heed, Davies, and everyone else.

You have the cross rising there, gaunt, black, solitary. But unless on the other side of the river you have the resurrection, no bridge will ever be thrown across the gulf, and the cross remains dead, being alone. You must have a resurrection to explain the cross, and then the life and the death tower up into the manifestation of God in the flesh and the propitiation for our sins. Without it, we have nothing to preach which is worth calling the gospel.
If he whom we believed to be our sacrifice by his death and our sanctification by his life has not risen, then all which makes his death other than a martyr's vanishes, and with it vanish forgiveness and purifying. Only when we recognize that in his cross explained by his resurrection we have redemption through his blood, even the forgiveness of sins, and by the communion of the risen life from the risen Lord possess that new nature which sets us free from the dominion of our evil. Then is faith operative in setting us free from our sins.




Then there's St. Paul (1 Cor15: 12-19).

Now if Christ be preached that he rose from the dead, how say some among you that there is no resurrection of the dead? But if there be no resurrection of the dead, then is Christ not risen: And if Christ be not risen, then is our preaching vain, and your faith is also vain. Yea, and we are found false witnesses of God; because we have testified of God that he raised up Christ: whom he raised not up, if so be that the dead rise not. For if the dead rise not, then is not Christ raised: And if Christ be not raised, your faith is vain; ye are yet in your sins. Then they also which are fallen asleep in Christ are perished. If in this life only we have hope in Christ, we are of all men most miserable.

Of all men most miserable. With the image of Archbishop Davies in your mind, picture another doubter, Thomas, who reached out and touched the wounds of Christ. "My Lord and my God," said the Apostle. We stand for that, here in the Diocese of Fort Worth, however imperfectly.




Archbishop Davies was last seen above the skies of Haverfordwest, Pembrokshire, in the land of Welby's Chinos.




God bless,

LSP