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Oh, this book. I have a thousand thoughts swimming around in my head about it.
First, let me say, I am glad I read this book. It’s not necessarily a feel good book and I spent most of the book a tad depressed. Yet, the story telling is excellent.
This is a story set in 1930s Mexico during the Catholic persecutions which gave rise to the Cristeros.
The story follows a “whisky priest” (you never know his name) as he tries to evade authorities. He’s such an interesting character because he isn’t a good man or priest, but he isn’t evil either. He’s a priest that has given himself over to vice (he drinks and has a child), yet you don’t dislike him.
He’s a bad priest and he knows it; he knows he’s unworthy to hear confessions and hold Mass and, yet, something in him hangs on to his calling.
Graham Greene the author was Catholic and he was not, I mean was not, a good practicing Catholic. He abandoned his wife and struggled with fornication and substance abuse, so I have to believe there is a bit of himself written into the character of the priest. With all that said, he gets the Catholic Faith. He writes it so well—the vice, the virtue, human frailty, redemption, hope, and suffering.
I don’t want to spoil the ending, so I won’t say much more. It is a book I would recommend, but to caution for sensitive souls, there is a scene where the priest is in a tightly-packed dark jail cell and a couple is being scandalous by engaging in sexual acts. It’s not overly depicted, but the author makes it clear what it is happening.
My favorite line from the books is: “He knew now that at the end there was only one thing that counted - to be a saint.”
How true that is, Catholic Pilgrims. May we always keep that at the forefront of our mind.
P.S. I did a bonus episode in my podcast where I read a short story by Graham Greene called “The Hint of an Explanation.” It’s all about the Eucharist. You can listen here: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/journeying-with-the-saints/id1602865917?i=1000645856665
You all know that I'm a convert and that my cradle Catholic husband and I fought a lot in our early years of marriage on whether to be Catholic or Protestant. I had such a hard heart during those years. For one, I thought I knew everything about Christianity, which is so laughable, because I barely, if ever, read the Bible, I had a Sunday-class level of understanding of the Faith, and I really didn't go to church. I thought Catholics were a small, cultish group of Marian worshippers, so that was the extent of my understanding of Catholicism. Because of my hard heart, I just could not understand anything my husband was saying to me when he would try to explain the Catholic Faith. His words just ricocheted off my forehead. Nothing was getting in. It's like where Jesus asks his disciples today in Mark, "Do you not yet understand or comprehend? Are your hearts hardened?" So, I had this one Sunday when we were attending Mass where I decided that I was going up to receive Communion even though I wasn't Catholic. Nobody was gonna tell me what to do. As soon as I consumed the Eucharist, I felt sick. I went back to my pew utterly bewildered at what just happened. For me, it was just a symbol. If that was true, why did I feel awful? It was in that moment that the ice around my heart started to melt. I vowed never to take the Eucharist again without being Catholic and I started researching and trying to understand the Church's teachings on Holy Communion and the Real Presence of Christ in the Eucharist. The second I "got" it, I knew I had to become Catholic immediately. It's not that I figured the mystery of the Eucharist out completely, it's that I came to understand that Christ was serious when He said, "This is My Body; This is my Blood." I realized that everything Christ did had to be elevated over what foreshadowed Holy Communion in the Old Testament. It could never be equal to and, most certainly, it could never be less than. It is impossible to understand anything with a hard heart, Catholic Pilgrims. Thank God that He finds ways to break through. Live the Faith boldly and travel well this Tuesday. *St. Rose Catholic Church, Lone Pine, CA
Continue ReadingAlthough George Washington was never a Catholic, his belief in religious freedom made him a friend to Catholics. An Anglican--or Episcopalian until his death--he did attend services of different churches in order to show religious tolerance. While in Philadelphia for the First Continental Congress, he attended Mass at St. Mary's. St. Mary's is the second oldest Catholic Church in Philly. He, also, helped to support the building of a Catholic Church in Baltimore and in Alexandria. The church in Alexandria is the Basilica of St. Mary where my family attended daily Mass on Fridays when we were stationed in Virginia. In addition, Washington had a friendly and positive relationship with Bishop John Carroll, the first bishop of the United States. In March of 1790, Bishop Carroll wrote a letter to Washington on behalf of Catholics in America. Washington responded with a letter to Catholics, dated March 1790. In it, he wrote: "I hope ever to see America among the foremost nations in examples of justice and liberality. And I presume that your fellow-citizens will not forget the patriotic part which you took in the accomplishment of their Revolution, and the establishment of their Government: or the important assistance which they received from a nation in which the Roman Catholic faith is professed." There's your President's Day history lesson, Catholic Pilgrims. Have a blessed day!
Continue ReadingMany months ago, I saw a video of Allie B. Stuckey debating in the Jubilee forum. If you are unfamiliar with Jubilee, it's where one person with one set of beliefs gets debated by a room of people that are from the other mindset. Anyway, Allie B. Stuckey, a very faithful Protestant, was debating, I believe, a very progressive pastor. At one point he says, "Jesus would have been seen as a progressive as it related to Second Temple Judaism. He had a posture of, look, there are some things that have gone astray. You have heard it said, but 'I say to you.' So there's a part of Jesus that I see that had a posture of a progressive or being progressive." By "progressive" he meant all the ""progressive" talking points that we hear in Christianity today. Allie B. Stuckey does a really good job of defending the faith by saying that Jesus wasn't being a progressive, He was teaching about how things ought to be and that goes back to the beginning, to Genesis, to what the Word Made Flesh had always wanted. As I was listening to her talk, all I could think about was where Jesus said, "I did not come to abolish the law but to fulfill it." And so, all I wrote in the comment's section was that. Jesus was not a progressive, nor any other modern label. He came to restore. He did not abolish any of the Ten Commandments, but instead, went even further. Killing isn't just bad, but even being angry with your brother. Adultery isn't just bad, but even lusting after a woman. Divorce, in Jesus' eyes, is an act of adultery, if another is married. Making a false oath isn't just bad, but swearing to God at all is wrong. These are not my words, but Christ's. We see that Jesus never takes away the law, but fulfills it by asking us to seek an even more perfect way of living. This is restoration of the perfection that was initially found in the Garden, not a "progressive" path meant to include all modern sensibilities. Jesus did not call us to whatever our heart desires, but to what His heart desires. And His heart never desires us to do anything contrary to what He taught. Have a blessed Sunday, Catholic Pilgrims.
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