In 1857, our church was dedicated to the patronage of Saint Michael the Archangel, who was of supernal help during the Civil War draft riots and the burgeoning crime rate. Not for nothing was our neighborhood nicknamed “Hell’s Kitchen.” This year our streets have been under attack during the maliciously orchestrated and funded riots. The holy angels strengthen the classical virtue of “sophrosyne,” which is moral sanity based on reason and temperance, and is the opposite of riotous demagoguery.
We have the privilege of transferring the Feast of Saint Michael to this Sunday, lighting candles before his statue, whose recently gold-leafed sword, too heavy for chuckling cherubs to wield, points at Satan. That Prince of Pride, and ventriloquist of anarchists, boasted: “I will be like the Most High” (Isaiah 14:14). But Saint Michael declares “Quis ut Deus” which freely translated from the tongues of angels into the vernacular of men, means, “Sorry, Liar. You ain’t God."
I'm not likening Cuomo to Satan, but I'll take my chance contracting COVID19 in the presence of God.
This verse is often attributed to Satan, but we know later in this chapter that it is spoken by a man (:16).
In the NT, 2 Thessalonians 2:2,3, another man exalts himself as God ("ut Deus"), the antichrist.
What Cuomo and other Dem governors are doing is embracing the spirit of antichrist. They are little sons of perdition.