The Return of Hell

One look at these monstrous men is to know the endless pride in them.  They are not sorry, these leaders of the lavender mafia.  They are modernists, they do not fear the supernatural, they barely believe in it.  They came into the Church and their touch was rot, evil, unapologetic, vile.  They built a culture of lies, denial, conspiracy, they saw new seminarians as prey, young children as sexual objects.  There is no word for this but evil.

And as much as they have been turning tradition on its head, the truth of tradition is not influenced by convincing wording, it is not undone by a vote of the majority, it is truth and it is unassailable forever.  And these monsters will know this, because many seem too prideful to seek forgiveness, their eyes are steely walls, their souls hollow and maligned, twisting with the wind behind their emotionless facade.  They have denied that their sins are sins for too long.

And they will know Hell.  The unquenchable fire that Jesus Christ spoke about.  The never-ending agony that turning from God and going in the other direction for a lifetime earns you.  The justice that this world may never fully deliver, it will be delivered.

That voice in your head, dear bishop, honored cardinal, lifelong priest, you know who you are, and you know the voice, the one that told you that everything you did was fine and good.  The one that whispered to you to perform the hideous acts you performed, to punish the innocent the way you did, to sin and convince yourself and others that it was not sin.  That voice was not God, that voice was the very prince of darkness, or one of his minions, such as yourself, and he awaits you in the supernatural afterlife you never quite believed in.

You have a fleeting chance to find true remorse, to tell all of the truth and confess all of your sins.  You are probably too prideful, and if so you will burn and your name will be counted among the most vile and putrid names of human history.  But if you repent, turn on the other minions of darkness, cast a light on all of it, restore what you have torn down, believe what you have never really believed, and step down you may have hope.

But if you do not, you will burn in the fires of hell forever, and will have an eternity to learn the painful lesson that truth does exist, sin does corrupt, and judgment does come, whether you like it or not.

 

The Wrath of God

When you look closely at history it’s quite odd to see the fashions of particular ages. In certain periods certain trends, certain philosophies, seem to be all the rage.  That they could believe the things they did in the past just seems ridiculous to us in our current, enlightened age.

After all, we are in an enlightened age of mercy, an age where the idea that anyone will be judged is anathema, an age where pagan and heterodox beliefs are bubbling to the surface again in the name of conforming to the age around us.  Such is tolerance.

When bathing in such waters, it is good to keep in mind, though, that God does not deal in fashions. He is fully for mercy while he is fully for justice. Indeed, both at the same time, eternally so, and without contradiction. While our age and our leaders focus on tolerance, mercy, love and acceptance, there is a part of all of us, indeed even the modernists, who know that God–while he loves all and is infinitely merciful–is also infinitely just. We live in the age of Who Am I To Judge? But God will judge. Christ was very clear, indeed, He spoke of Hell more than he spoke of most issues.

Fear of the Lord? This age might consider it a horrible thing to fear the God of Love, but it is the eternal beginning of wisdom. You cannot do as you please, make yourself God and expect to go unjudged. The times teach this, and in doing so they can deceive. You will be judged, by timeless standards, by God who has been so very clear. He may be merciful, but do not try to BE Him, do not try to take truth into your own hands, do not assume that you are in control.

History shows that there are some who write off the God of the Old Testament, or claim that He was some other God, but He was not. The Old must be reconciled with the new to find the eternal, the balance, the ageless truth. You are not God. You will be judged. Entire peoples have been judged. Who, the Hell, are you?

Soak in the age, for God is in fact mercy, God is in fact love. But do not forget that He is also, equally, justice, and judgment. Do not forget that this age is no less susceptible to fashionable philosophies than any other. The times tell us that we stand atop history, that we can create our own truth. That is the fashion. There will be a time when people look back on it and wonder how anyone could believe such a ridiculous thing.

Your eternal soul is on the line.  Pursue balance, fear God and seek wisdom.