You’ve seen the news: Women wanting to become priests, gays wanting to marry, Catholics in name only (CINOs) who are pro-abortion, the logic of an everyday liberal. What have they all in common? Every human heart knows exactly what troubles these people because we all have that little monster climbing up our aorta chewing through artery walls, threatening to burst out of our thoracic cavity! Oh I can’t take it! Here it comes!
Okay, I feel better now. Yes, rebellion. Oh how grandiose and splendid does the pride feel when the rules are broken beneath our kinglike feet, and oh how clean our feet are. Who is God to get in the way of my right to marry another man? Who is God to say my mother cannot serve as a Priest? Who is God to try and make me feel bad for my support of abortion?
Why is God always in my way? Can’t He mind his own business?
And that’s where He’s got us. He is minding his own business: the very important business of soul-food jambalaya. A little of this, a little of that, though it may be bitter at first, it will grow to full flavor.
I once wanted to be a pastor of my own Protestant church. I was all ready to sign up for classes to get my Masters of Theology. I looked around the room at the other would-be students and one-day church pastors, and thought about how much truth I held over every one of them, and how I couldn’t wait to show the world the real truth God wanted me to witness about… Then God threw a short blonde girl in my way who happened to be Catholic. I humored her by attending RCIA to get a deeper knowledge of the enemy. You know the rest of the story.
God has reached down and grabbed me behind the shirt and moved me around where He’d like for me to be several times, no matter how much I fight him, so I know what gays, abortionists, and feminist women of power are going through. God is an uphill battle.
I don’t see the pains of women who want to be priests, or gays outraged about not being recognized as married, or guilty abortionists, I see a bunch of winy, snot-nosed, goody-little-too shoos who kick and scream on the kitchen floor about how unjust the world is because they can’t get what they want.
So to all the sinners! May we all find peace in this perceived unjust trial befitting for mankind through the love of our Blessed Lord, Savior, and God, Jesus Christ.
God love you.