Pat Archbold, who I have infinite respect for, at Creative Minority Report has a very gloomy post surveying the state of the Church under Pope Francis:
Today is not 1970, but I sometimes imagine I feel as some must have felt back then. I know some people and I am acquainted with more people who are really struggling in this time. I know that so many ‘Catholic’ pundits and wannabe pundits would mock them for their worries even as they celebrate every novelty and heresy that infects the Church as, you guessed it, a breath of fresh air.
I have often pondered this question. Will I live long enough to see the Church fully transmogrified into syncretistic modernized mess it seems hellbent on becoming or will the Church be rescued by the Lord.
As I said, I have often wondered what it must have felt like. I don’t wonder that anymore, I know now. The only thing I wonder now is when God will choose to act and rescue us, His Church, from us, His Church.
We have partied on the train tracks for so long, we delude ourselves into thinking them abandoned. But the train is coming, I can see the light in the distance and I know with certainty it will arrive. I cannot tell how far out is the light of the train and I can’t say how fast it is moving. But it is coming, of this I have no doubt. →']);" class="more-link">Continue reading
Hattip to Paul Zummo, the Cranky Conservative. The event in the video above occurred two years ago on Disability Awareness Day at Fenway Park. The way in which the crowd joined in to help the young man gives me optimism as to the basic decency of much of the human race. I have heard many renditions of the Star-Spangled Banner, but as the father of an autistic son I have never heard one which moved me more.