I read Archbishop Viganò’s report. My primary emotion this morning is elation.
Not about the abuse or the corruption, mind you—because I’ve seen so much of it my short life on earth that I am beyond disgust at this point.
I am elated that this filth *is finally being exposed* and will galvanize public opinion to clean house of these disgusting traitors within the Church that we have been suffering under and putting up with for decades.
Please God, this will be the beginning of the end. The end of the lavender mafia and the triumph of the Catholic Church I love.
I’m not elated. The sodomafia is out in full force on social media defending the homoclerical demonocracy. They are tearing at the vitals of a 77 year-old man, Archbishop Vigano.
I pray he has documentation. And a bodyguard.
Keep praying because we aren't out of the woods yet, and Viganò could mysteriously catch cancer, if you know what I mean.
So pray and pray and fast and fast. I'm preaching to myself: I need to fast. Some of these fiends are not driven out except by prayer and fasting.
In the meantime:
NaNa Na Na, NaNa NaNa, Hey Hey Hey, Goodbye (click!!)
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Grant this, O lord.
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It’s not just the “lavender mafia” that’s at stake here, but the entire Western post-1969 understanding of homosexuality.
The lavender mafia of the Roman Catholic Church have been instrumental in spreading and teaching the “brown eyes, blue eyes” model (for their own benefit), but this heresy has now spread far and wide, beyond the limits of the Roman confession.
What times we live in! The heresy will die, or the church will die. That’s the meaning of this remarkable eleven page “testimony” by Abp. Vigano.
Martin, Cupich, McElroy, Farrell, maybe even Francis have staked EVERYTHING on their play, which is now threatened as never before.