Diocese Of Dallas Feels The Love

Do you follow Anglican church news? No? Who can blame you, but we're here to tell you that 24 gay marriages were celebrated, blessed or recognized in the Episcopal Diocese of Dallas last month. So what? So a lot.

The Bishop of Dallas, George Sumner, is against gay marriage because he's a Christian but he allowed it anyway. Why? Because his gay denomination told him to, it's their law, passed at General Convention last year.

Gene Robinson and his Ex

Rather than go against his denomination's gay rules the Bishop of Dallas played along, declaring himself to be in "impaired communion" with the rainbow but in "full eucharistic fellowship with it." What does that even mean?

How are you in "impaired communion," Sumner and all the rest? You're still up for receiving the Sacrament of Holy Communion from these people, so how's your communion impaired? In the mind apparently, you don't like what they're doing. 

Who can blame you, but it doesn't say much for your understanding of the communion of the church. This, apparently, has been downgraded to an affair of like and dislike, of mere relationship instead of the organic unity of the Mystical Body of Christ caused and evidenced in the Sacrament of the Altar.

Regardless, here's the advice of this mind-blog. Do. Not. Give. An. Inch. Instead, take the fight to the enemy. After all, they're doing the same to you. Just look at Bishop Love. But look, Communion Partners, don't fear the reaper.

Your Friend,

LSP

Whitewashed Sepulchres

Behold the pure white of your baby-killing, Moloch worshiping, God-hating, would be millionaire socialist rulers. What does the Gospel say?

Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye are like unto whited sepulchres, which indeed appear beautiful outward, but are within full of dead men's bones, and of all uncleanness.

Even so ye also outwardly appear righteous unto men, but within ye are full of hypocrisy and iniquity. (Matt. 23:27-28)

How white they are, beautiful outward, but inwardly full of death, rot and corruption. You are toys of Satan. Woe to you, hypocrites! 

We fight against the principalities and powers of Hell.

Ride on,

LSP

Das Boot And The Fish

I know, some of you aren't very keen on owning boats and I don't have one. Neither did Jesus, curiously, which is why he used Peter's boat to teach the people on the shore and bring in a miraculous haul of fish from the depths of Genesseret. (Lk 5:1-11)

At the end of it all, Peter, James and John leave everything and follow Christ, who will make them "catchers of men." Perhaps you're familiar with the story, it acts as a figure of the Church and her mission.

Christ, seated in the midst of the Church preaches good news to the poor, illuminating the humble with the light of his truth. At his command the Church, undergirded with faith, it's Peter's boat, goes out into the waters of the world, lets down the net of the Gospel and the miraculous occurs. A great catch of souls is brought aboard the Ark of Salvation and taken to the shore of paradise.

Of course the Gospel also illustrates the pattern of discipleship. Christ commands, Peter obeys and glimpsing the Holy One in the miraculous, falls down, convicted of sin, "Depart from me, for I am a sinful man!" He humbles himself only to be exalted, called by Christ to be an Apostle, a catcher of men, and follows the Lord in faith, hope and above all love, leaving everything behind.

We're called to do the same. I preached on it this morning, pretty standard stuff, but here's the thing. Three or four people came up after Mass and told me they'd never heard the miracle explained this way, in terms of symbol and the broader context of the Faith. They were amazed.

What does this mean? We owe it to ourselves to at least attempt to look for the mystical, spiritual, deeper meaning inherent within scripture. This only serves to reinforce the literal meaning of the Word, giving it all the greater force and depth.

Unlike, when you think of it, Ocasio "Ten Mill" Kortez and the Green New Deal, which sounds suspiciously like Cambodia's Year Zero.

Rock of Ages,

LSP

Musical Intermission

Look, here it is again.

#5w, Smash the New World Order.

Massive Attack, your Pal,

LSP

Can't Think Won't Think

So it's a good thing we have Cardinal Ratzinger doing the heavy lifting for us, from Truth and Freedom, 1996:

"Ye shall be as gods." This promise is quite clearly behind modernity's radical demand for freedom. Although Ernst Topitsch believed he could safely say that today no reasonable man still wants to be like or equal to God, if we look more closely we must assert the exact opposite: the implicit goal of all of modernity's struggles for freedom is to be at last like a god who depends on nothing and no one, and whose own freedom is not restricted by that of another. 

"Once we glimpse this hidden theological core of the radical will to freedom, we can also discern the fundamental error which still spreads its influence even where such radical conclusions are not directly willed or are even rejected. To be totally free, without the competing freedom of others, without a "from" and a "for"—this desire presupposes not an image of God, but an idol.

"The primal error of such a radicalized will to freedom lies in the idea of a divinity conceived as a pure egoism. The god thought of in this way is not a God, but an idol. Indeed, it is the image of what the Christian tradition would call the devil—the anti-God—because it harbors exactly the radical antithesis to the real God. 

"The real God is by his very nature entirely being-for (Father), being-from (Son), and being-with (Holy Spirit). Man, for his part, is God's image precisely insofar as the "from," "with," and "for" constitute the fundamental anthropological pattern. 

"Whenever there is an attempt to free ourselves from this pattern, we are not on our way to divinity, but to dehumanization, to the destruction of being itself through the destruction of the truth. The Jacobin variant of the idea of liberation (let us call the radicalisms of modernity by this name) is a rebellion against man's very being, a rebellion against truth, which consequently leads man—as Sartre penetratingly saw—into a self-contradictory existence which we call hell."

Because I'm a nuanced commentator I'll just say this, nails it.

Best,

LSP

Behold The Grinning Satans

Check out these satans grinning it up as they sign their baby killing law into effect in New York. Just one of some 13 other states getting ready to advocate murdering a baby at the point of birth.

All in the name of what? Freedom, of course, the freedom to be absolute No Gods No Masters in control of yourself and your baby, which you've just murdered. Well you can't get much freer than that; state sanction to kill your kids and throw off the tyranny of biology. 

Go on then, break the chains of oppression, wimmyn, but what will you say when the child you've killed looks you in the face in the timeless instant of eternity? Bad second of forever, but take heart.

Remember the repentant thief and throw the first stone, then go away and sin no more.

Sermon aside, what's with the Dems boosting full Moloch all of a sudden. Is this strategy or Satan overplaying his hand? Serious question.

Your friend,

LSP

Trump Beat 'Em Like A Drum

Did you watch the State of the Union? How President Trump beat the outwitted Democrats like a drum? There they were, with no choice but applause.

Except the #Resistance weren't too keen on clapping for the lowest ever minority unemployment, and no wonder. Low employment = government benefits and Democrat votes. Get paid to play, and don't say votes.

And they didn't like:

We are born free and we will stay free. Tonight, we renew our resolve that America will never be a Socialist country.

But other people did, as in most of the country.

So what does it mean? The President struck a common chord with the people and made his opposition look weak and foolish. Melania, on the other hand, was beaming.

She wore black.

Trust the plan,

LSP

SOTU Country Interlude

Not so long ago, a man went down the road to bring peaches to a woman friend while another man crouched, hiding behind a bush. He had been warned that morning against taking matters further, but to no avail, the warning meant little to him.

His pistol exploded in the night and the rounds struck home.

"Don't shoot me no more! I'm done to die."

He did, but not before another man emerged on the porch.

"You shoot him one more time, I'll blow your head off."

And there it is, a short episode in the ongoing story of country life in Texas. Speaking of which, how'd you like the long delayed SOTU? I enjoyed America will never be a socialist country, but that's just me.

Sunny Hello,

LSP

The Bleached Lie Of Gayness

Shocking video evidence of Jussie Smollett's crazed racist attackers has finally emerged, thanks to surveillance camera footage handed over to Chicago police.

One fascist thug appears to be wearing appalling plaid trousers while the other sports the distinctive garb of a Klansman. 

Smollett is a beloved GaySoc actor, famous for his starring role in the multi-season, smash hit series Empire. His savage, bigoted, Subway-sandwich-scorning assailants are believed to live in Virginia.

The Governor's mansion declined to comment.

LSP

Sunday Genius

Thanks to a tip from GWB it's stahlhelms off to Super Steve Mcclellan. Get those holes fixed and while you're at it, the NFL.

Readers, all two of you, there's genius and there's genius. 

Donate,

LSP

Candlemas

I'm tempted to reflect on the strange double standards of the age we live in. How it's not OK for Justice Kavanaugh to have an immature excerpt in his high school yearbook but it is OK for Governor Ralph Coonman Northam to go all Grand Wizard in his. 

Weirder still, it's apparently terrible to separate children from their parents at the border but it's a triumph to separate them from their lives at the moment of birth. Surely no one's benefiting from the sale of body parts. That's all too unthinkable, except that it isn't.

It's almost as though there's two different sets of laws or standards at work here. One for the Rainbow Moloch and another for everyone else. But let's not go there; here's the collect for Candlemas:

ALMIGHTY and everliving God, we humbly beseech thy Majesty, that, as thy only-begotten Son was this day presented in the temple in substance of our flesh, so we may be presented unto thee with pure and clean hearts, by the same thy Son Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.

Light up those candles and pray, it's needed.

God bless,

LSP

Crying Towel And Axe

Consideration of the virtues not aside, an old pal who's been boss of a seminary in Oxford for ages says that his students tend to be "fragile." 

I can believe it, such is the snowflake generation who cry at the drop of an incorrect personal pronoun but seem to be down with Pink Moloch infanticide.

Whatever. Here at the Compound we're all about solutions and staying positive in the fight, so here's some helpful advice from Texas via the Mine.

A weepy student requests a "dialogue." Aristotle, Ze feels, is "systemic racism." Big problem. Solution? No need for words, pass the little snowflake a crying towel and indicate the door. But what if the snowflake's been harmed by someone's insensitivity and wants to tell you, the Principal, all about it?

Easy. Produce a plastic rodent and put it on the desk, then take an axe and chop it up exclaiming, "No one likes a rat." Pass the bits of severed rat to the student and instruct them to take it home. Throw in a towel for good measure, why not, there's no "rule."

Thanks again for the retreat, RW. 

Illuminatio Mea,

LSP