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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
Yesterday, I had a back and forth with a woman on a post from The Feast of the Holy Rosary last October. In the post, I was talking about how all the Rosary prayers are centered on words from the Bible, are prayers to God, and prayers asking Mary to pray for us. Anyway, a woman showed up and just said, "Nope." To which I responded, "Yep." I love it when people show up to play the one word game. Anyway, she went on to post, "Romans 10:9." This is a verse that has absolutely nothing to do with my post on the prayers of the Rosary. Nothing. It's a verse that Protestants often use to try to prove their "faith alone" doctrine. I only gave her three verses back from Matthew 7:21-23 to show her that you can't cherry pick otherwise you create stumbling blocks for yourself. She ignored all that and sent a slew of other verses and told me that she "knows her name is written in the Lamb's book of life. No stumbling blocks there." I don't get into verse wars with Protestants because they have no authority to tell me what Scripture means and none of them agree, so it's just utterly pointless. I appeal to the Catholic Church for guidance, because it is the Church that gave us the Canon of Scripture. I told her as much and, also, that nothing of what she's written speaks to the original post on prayers. She then went on to sing the praises of having left our cult! Praise God! Her parents, too! She doesn't need a religion! No religion saved anybody! I responded with "Okay, well, have a nice day." The sin of presumption is so ungrateful. I know, because when I was Protestant, I used to presume that just because I called Jesus, "My Lord and Savior," that I was good to go. The label of Christian saved me from Hell. This led to a lukewarm attitude in my soul. I didn't go to church, I didn't read the Bible, I didn't pray, I didn't do anything at all. Certainly, not all Protestants have this reaction, but it is still dangerous. Our salvation is not a one moment event in time when we "confess that Jesus is Lord." For Catholics, salvation is a continually ongoing cooperation with God's grace and a surrender to His will for the rest of our earthly life. I presume nothing, but instead, hope and trust in all the helps God gives us to humbly make my way to Heaven. Have a blessed Tuesday of Holy Week, Catholic Pilgrims.
Continue ReadingWhen something bad happens to us, we can become full of anger, fear, self-pity, bitterness and many other negative things. It's not that we should feel flippantly indifferent to what has happened and slap on a happy face and pretend nothing happened. But, most often, we become full of these negative emotions. Sometimes, it's not even that something really bad has happened to us, but that we just aren't pleased with how our life is going. All this does is paralyze us, keeps us stagnant or, worse, causes us to spiral down into utter despair. With Hallow, we've been praying a simple prayer from Mother Olga of the Sacred Heart. The first part of the prayer is... Lord, empty me. Empty me of hatred and bitterness, of selfishness and laziness, of rage and revenge, of fear and my own will. We need to be emptied of all these things before God can move into the space of our soul and do the good work that only He can do. It can be a bit scary to be left bare without all the negative things that we've used to cope, but if we trust in God, He will not leave us bare and empty. During this Holy Week, Catholic Pilgrims, let us pray to be emptied of all that holds us back from shining brightly. Have a blessed Monday of Holy Week.
Continue ReadingHonor is one of the four false idols that Thomas Aquinas writes about in the Summa. Honor isn't bad in and of itself. It is good to give honor to people that deserve it. But, when we want it to prop up our ego, then it becomes a dangerous thing. Many years ago, when I was substitute teaching, I asked the high schoolers that I was teaching what they wanted to be someday. Nearly all of them said, "Famous." Some wanted to be famous athletes, some actors, and some didn't know what they wanted to be famous for, all they knew is that they wanted to be famous. What is it about honor and fame? Well, it makes us feel like we've achieved something. We just might make it in the history books and our name will live on forever. A great fear for many of us is that we will leave this world and be forgotten in an instant. What will it all have meant if that is the case? If we can be famous and honored, we think we have actually achieved something worthwhile. Up until today, Jesus hasn't wanted too much notoriety. He's performed miracles and told people not to tell. Some miracles He's performed for just a small crowd. He's carefully drawing attention to Himself, but not too much. Then, with the raising of Lazarus, the cat is out of the bag. Word is going to spread and spread fast and this is a miracle where Jesus doesn't say "keep it on the down low." Because now is His time. This leads to the honor and praise He receives on Palm Sunday. Jesus doesn't need it, but He allows it so that prophecies can be fulfilled. Eventually, in time, people will connect the dots and realize just Who He is exactly. Jesus doesn't need the honor, but He deserves it more than anyone. Here on Palm Sunday, the crowd rightly gives praise and honor to the King of Kings. They might not fully realize the magnitude of Who He is, but they still recognize that He is worthy of honor. May we always seek to do good so that God might be honored and praised through our actions, not in order to satisfy our own selfish wants, Catholic Pilgrims. It is He who should receive all honor and glory. Have a blessed Palm Sunday.
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