Amen, AG.
Chateau d'If...
lol. Quite like it, minus the beard. 8~)
Wasn't that a great movie? Especially the balloon scene.
Posted on 02/08/2007 9:06:56 AM PST by Gamecock
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Nothing like poisoning the well, now, is there?
My Mother also has no idea what infallibility is all about, neither does my Father. That's not their fault, it's the fault of a Church that had insufficient regard for the People of God. The only slack I'll give the Catholic church in this regard is that WWII intervened, but my Father was 17 when that happened, and my Mom 11. My Father should have been better catechized, and catechesis for my Mom and all of her peers could have been picked up on by the Church after '45, but when you're used to dictating what's what to a group of people, the incentive to go the extra mile just isn't there.
My parents and my brothers love and follow Our Lord, it is quite likely that if anyone is the goat, it's me.
My husband did not leave the RCC "on bad terms."
He fled the RCC, by the grace of God alone.
very few Catholics who leave Catholicism actually knew the teachings of the Church
lol. I can understand why you would want that to be so. But evidence is to the contrary. In my husband's case, 14 years of catholic education was profoundly instructive.
He knows of what you speak.
It's been fun. 8~)
I don't want to be misunderstood here because of my poor choice of words. When I wrote First Person, I meant that Christ is the first person they run to in prayer.
About a month ago, I had to take my Mom to Roswell for a checkup. I got caught in a traffic jam that caused me to be 45 minutes late. I'm always on time, so my parents started to panic. When I walked in the door, my Father started crying and thanking Jesus that I was safe. Four hours later when I returned from Roswell, he was still praying to Our Lord and crying. When I used to come home from college, he would wait for me at the end of the driveway, with tears in his eyes. I expected everyone to love me like that. Pretty stupid, huh?
Why do buses need the Gospel?
True story. When we lived in Arlington, VA wife heard a knock on the door. Two middle-aged men offered to take our four-year-old son to church in their bus ministry.
Wife just looked at them and wondered why anyone in their right mind would send a child off with two strange men.
She figgered they went off talking about that horrible woman who wouldn't let her child go to church.
I don't 'spose telling about my father witnessing his brother being beat with a rubber hose by a priest (other atrocities witnessed as well) at the orphanage they lived in would make a difference, would it?
That would only be taken as evidence that it was emotional and not theological.
However, it is also possible that it was God's way to have my father begin to think theologically about theological shortcomings of the RCC. From Dad's perspective, this is the case.
I get the same story from my uncle, his brother, but he did not leave the RCC. His son did, though, and finally, my octogenarian uncle is questioning.
They were either:
1) Up to NO GOOD AT ALL.
2) Really, REALLY naive ... and not very bright.
It's also possible that it was satan's way of using an evil person's evil behaviour to cloud your Father's ability to see the Truth taught by the Catholic Church.
"Why do buses need the Gospel?"
It's a mystery, what can I tell ya, it's just a mystery known only to a few Fundamentalist and Independant KJV only Baptist Pastors. I think it has something to do with an extension of the "all of creation groaning" thing and letting the buses know that the time of their curse is almost over.
Amen, AG.
Chateau d'If...
lol. Quite like it, minus the beard. 8~)
Wasn't that a great movie? Especially the balloon scene.
That would only be taken as evidence that it was emotional and not theological.
Good post.
The thing is, that by default it was theological too. It was ecclesial terror, and it was not contained to just a few people, and if you were lower class without the ability to apply any leverage, no priest or monsignor would come to your aid.
I wonder how many kids thought to themselves, maybe if I write to the pope, he can get me out of this. But, for the kids I grew up with at least, taking one look at the face of PPaul VI told you he wouldn't liberate you from anything. No kid that I ever knew felt warmth for the pope. The only pope I ever had any affection for was JPII. I was really moved by his death, and the reason I had some affection for him is that I did see love in his face, and he looked a lot like my Father.
Not at all, just an observation
Many, many, many years ago, the Wittenburg Door had a story about a pentecostal church that held a fund-raising car wash.
Church members were surprised to find that, after being washed, some of the cars started "speaking in horns".
No sale.
NEVER MIND! Oh never mind, please, please, never mind!
Covetous of the kilt? Duncan has a lovely tartan.
Or perhaps you prefer the ancient Duncan tartan...
You know what, AlbG, I've always loved my Catholic uncle and, of course, my Baptist dad. But, the story is true, and confirmed. Nothing more to say about it other than the effect it had has lasted 70+ years.
Having both of them (and their sisters) in my life mitigated the report my father gave. Arrogant Bustard talks of the evil that one man caused, and he's right about that.
But, that is theological. "What the hell is that guy up to?" when it is a Church Leader (priest) being discussed, IS a theological question.
My dad was baptized Catholic as an infant. He clearly is now a dyed-in-the-wool Baptist.
A good theological question is: "Is he still a Roman Catholic?"
Think how fortunate you are. So many people never know that love. 8~)
Duncan looks so very fine.
It was much better when the term for finding someone attractive was fine. "She's so fine, he's so fine." So much classier than hot, which conveys none of the refinement that goes into to thinking of someone as fine.
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