Though I don’t blog about it, I follow it.
This entire pontificate disgusts me, embarrasses me,
and, yes, frightens me.
Were it not for my unshakable belief in the divinity
of Christ, I would leave this Church in a heartbeat. Yet, in the words of St.
Peter, “Lord, to whom would we go?”
I can only work on myself. I can influence my
children, my wife, my family, my friends, to greater or lesser extents. But I
can only work on myself. I sense something out just beyond the horizon.
Something is going to happen. Something. I feel I need to be prepared.
A few weeks ago I opened my Douay-Rheims Bible and
began reading from “In the beginning”, Genesis 1:1. I’m now traveling through
the Egyptian Plagues of Exodus. I think every now and then I’ll post some
thoughts on the books of the Good Book that I move through. I like the idea of
the Bible as a road map of sorts. A book that holds a key, a map, a plan, a
story, buried in the pages, one that will take time and effort to unearth, for
nothing of worth is gained easily, only with great effort.
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