"St. Ambrose knew why God created him, and he spent his entire life in the pursuit of his heavenly Spouse Jesus Christ in the One, Holy, Catholic, and Apostolic Faith. Today, we are so lukewarm, so lazy, and so content that at least we have the One True Faith, that, unlike Saint Ambrose, we make no effort for the salvation of our fellow man, our neighbor. We are often told not to rock the boat, not to preach, not to evangelize, for there is such division within the Traditional Movement that we must await God's intervention before the Barque of Peter is righted. We are told to be content with what little we have of the One True Faith, that God cannot expect more of us than what we can give in going to church on Sunday, in many places not even once a week, and be still."
My dear ones,
On the eve of the Solemnity of the Immaculate Conception of the Blessed Virgin Mary, the Solemnity of the Nativity of Our Lord Jesus Christ is but a mere two and a half weeks away. So little time to prepare for the beauty of Christ's birth, barely discernible by our five senses. It truly cannot be discerned without interior grace, sacramental grace derived from the True Sacraments present only in the One True Faith established by Christ on St. Peter, His Rock.
This Christmas appears to me to be truly prophetic. It is a time of rejoicing, not because of all the secular trappings that engulf our senses each year at this time and seek to steer us further away from the meaning of Christmas, but rather because of the reminder that Christ came for us and will come again. Christmas season, which for Traditional Catholics doesn't begin until Midnight Mass and extends through the Feast of the Epiphany when we celebrate with gifts, family and feast rather than observing the Santa Claus clause Madison Avenue has pushed for so many decades that Christmas (called "Holiday" today by the know-nothings) is the day for getting rather than giving.
Despite what the world has pawned off as a time of celebration, the true celebration takes place every day in the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass when our Lord and Savior comes to us Body and Blood, Soul and Divinity. But that would not have been possible without His birth on December 25th in the first year of Anno Domino.
And what an event it was and continues to be each year. It is truly a miraculous time when the vault of Heaven opens, as it did on that night in Bethlehem, when Angels appeared to a small number of shepherds watching their sheep by night. These poor shepherds were astonished, awe-struck, and dumb-founded to behold these heavenly beings. How much greater their awe when they were told, in heavenly chorus, that the long-awaited Savior, the Son of God, was born of a Virgin. They were told where to find Him, whom the world had waited for countless generations. And in haste, in perfect obedience, they went to adore the newborn King!
A king in a stable? The world scorned then, it scorns now. The world failed to recognize, or did not want to recognize that God-made-man, lived among them. "And the word was made flesh." And now, these centuries later, is God any less present than He was then?
No, He is here, in our midst, but not in an emotional, touch-feely way, which is the way of the Novus Ordo Church, and every protestant, false faith abounding on earth today. Yet, in the stillness of your inner being, in your soul, He is there. He is present, and He comes today to be born anew in your soul in a spectacular manner-as He was laid in swaddling clothes by His Ever-Virgin Mother Mary in the stable at Bethlehem. The King of King comes today, in the silent night, the holy night. Yes, everything was then calm, and so very few saw how truly bright the darkness was that night in Bethlehem. So few today realize that from that moment forward darkness would never dominate again, for the Brightness that is God Himself came down from Heaven and dwelt among us! We, His creatures, have the opportunity to greet Him as did His Most Holy Mother, Glorious St. Joseph, and the humble shepherds. Please take note that God-made-man appeared to the lowliest of all, and chose to be born into poverty, that the poor might henceforth and until all time ends, be uplifted into the Splendor of the Night.
Today, we have but a dim memory of that Light of Infinite Brightness. For the most part we have lost It. How that happened would take volumes to illustrate; nonetheless, we have let the Infinite slip from our grasp, and instead we have grasped onto the finite glitter of satan's lies. Only the tiny flicker in traditional chapels remain to remind us of the glory of the Light.
My dear friends, in The Liturgical Year, in this Christmas Cycle, Dom Prosper Gueranger writes eloquently of those canonized saints who understood the truth of this Silent Night, Holy Night. These saints are so grouped into the Liturgical Calendar so that we, the inheritors of God's One True Faith, and the very ones for whom God raised up such great saints, might hear their words, read of their lives, and follow in their footsteps to sanctity.
Today, Saint Ambrose comes to mind; not only because it is the feast of this great Doctor of the Church, notable for the conversion of St. Augustine, for whom St. Monica prayed for forty-plus years before she saw her son embrace the One True Faith, but also because he stood against the heresies of his time and the godlessness around him. Sound familiar?
Oh, that today we might exemplify the belief that he exhibited, the belief of the words we sing in "Silent Night, Holy Night," when we are faced with the mindless assault of the demons of hell. Shall we grant them even a portion of that Light, which they once possessed, but which they forfeited when they said, in concert with their leader lucifer, 'we shall not serve'? Oh, my dear friends, today we are assailed from every side by every conceivable evil. There is no where that we can turn without having to face evil, to stare it in the eye, and not back down, but back away into the arms of God.
Today, with the global economic meltdown, many wonder what will become of the world? Will we be able to pay our bills, to buy our food, to have a roof over our head, clothes on our body? We are told to worry. The devil strives to keep us in a perpetual state of agitation thanks to his accomplices in the media. The non-stop news tells us to worry, but it offers no logical answers to such woes as are faced today. What does it profit a man if he worries himself to death, and has never realized the purpose for which he was created?
St. Ambrose knew why God created him, and he spent his entire life in the pursuit of his heavenly Spouse Jesus Christ in the One, Holy, Catholic, and Apostolic Faith. Today, we are so lukewarm, so lazy, and so content that at least we have the One True Faith, that, unlike Saint Ambrose, we make no effort for the salvation of our fellow man, our neighbor. We are often told not to rock the boat, not to preach, not to evangelize, for there is such division within the Traditional Movement that we must await God's intervention before the Barque of Peter is righted. We are told to be content with what little we have of the One True Faith, that God cannot expect more of us than what we can give in going to church on Sunday, in many places not even once a week, and be still.
Silent Night, Holy Night, All is Calm, All is Bright…does NOT mean hiding in our local traditional parishes, chapels, catacombs, wherever they might be geographically located. The Son of God is born. He IS. He is GOD. He cannot change. Man changes, not God. St. Ambrose knew this. He cared little for the world and its glitter, its false promises. He had his eyes firmly fixed on the Son of God, and knew that his own salvation and that of others was his only purpose for having been created. He labored his entire life for the salvation of souls. St. Augustine is, perhaps, his most notable converted soul. Nevertheless, the number of souls St. Ambrose converted to the True Faith is impossible to know, or count. Yet, in Heaven it is known, and will be known at the end of all time.
My dear friends, we who are alive in this time of the Great Apostasy have a major challenge to battle against every day. We have been chosen by God, before time began, to live now, to possess the One True Faith, not to keep it to ourselves, to hide it, to practice it in private and never make our faith public.
On the contrary, we, my dear friends, have an opportunity to gain true sanctity and eternal life for ourselves and others, not by keeping SILENT NIGHT, HOLY NIGHT to ourselves, but rather raging against the infernal false light of the demons who prow the earth seeking whom they can devour.
On this Christmas Day, what a joy would be spread throughout Heaven if we were to take our precious Faith, wrap it up, and place it beneath our neighbor's Christmas tree. Oh, and if only our neighbor were to unwrap this gift from his neighbor, and see in it the most precious gift anyone could be given…ever! Is that not what Jesus intended when He said, "love thy neighbor as thyself"?
Why can't we do that? Why don't we? How can we love our neighbor if we condone our neighbor in their sin? By our silence we are doing just that. By our sitting pat and letting them fend for themselves, are we truly expressing love of neighbor? If we truly want to see our neighbor reach eternal salvation, then we need to shout the True Faith from the rooftops and conciliar feelings be damned! I know that is strong language from me, but I am righteously angry that we're being told to get along. Bull! That's playing right into the hands of the encourager of lukewarmness, satan himself. No saint was ever lukewarm. And we all know what the Lord thinks of lukewarm souls. Today there are too many lukewarm souls that need to be shaken. We need to stand and say the emperor isn't wearing any clothes whether he is in Rome or Washington D.C., they're both imposters, usurpers who march to the devil's beat. You will never come to the truth when you start with false premises and that is what we have today - false premises in the conciliar church with Antipopes and the AntiConstitionalists who have usurped the people's rights to "life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness." Nowhere in the Constitution or Bill of Rights is there the "right to sin and offend God." But lukewarm souls are emollient to such tripe as we've been fed over the last decade in America and the last fifty years in the Church.
And yet we have the wherewithal, if we truly believe, to make a difference. All we have to do is believe that our Faith is worth our life, that if we HOPE in God with our entire being, and we LOVE our neighbor as HE LOVES US, we can wrap our faith in colorful paper, and place it beneath our neighbor's Christmas Tree, perhaps even within our neighbor's crèche scene. It takes FAITH to do this, but Christ came so that we might have life, and have it more abundantly just as He affirms in St. John 10: 10.
St. Ambrose spread the LIFE to others. Are we to do less? Are we going to grow old, to die, and leave behind nothing of our faith to our fellow man? Are we going to tiptoe through life, hoping we never have to be confronted in any matter, especially spiritual matters, and expect to be rewarded with a front-row seat in Heaven because of our tepid attitude? Are we of the ilk that we shy away from the two forbotten subjects: Politics and Religion? How can we convert if we're ashamed or afraid to speak about the only Religion that counts? The only faith Christ established for all men until the end of time? We who have the Faith have been blessed beyond anything you can imagine and we have been chosen to be living in these times just as St. Ambrose was chosen to live in Milan in his time. Are we going to drop the ball because we're afraid to rock the boat, afraid to offend the sensibilities of others when they are clearly going down the wrong path? That's not love, my dear friends, that's cowardice.
Love is to persevere, to care, to want with all our hearts to help our neighbor understand there is only one true Faith. All others are false! All! Love is to stand against those who would seek to douse the light of goodness, against those who would seek to twist, through verbal engineering, all we hold sacred. Love is to rage with righteous outrage against the conciliar aberrations, against the false "popes" and faux "cardinals" and "bishops" and unordained "priests" who have abandoned the truths and traditions of holy Mother Church for a hybrid cafeteria style of compromise and complacency. And now that complacency invades the traditional ranks as some are afraid of their own shadow, so afraid to speak out against the obvious for fear of seeming uncharitable. Was St. Jean Marie Vianney uncharitable when he told his congregation that hell awaited if they didn't change their ways? No, of course not, because he was showing the greatest of charity because he was concerned for their souls. And that, dear readers, is all that counts!
Oh, in this joyous, glorious season of Advent leading to Christmastide, let us not hide our LIGHT under a bushel basket. As Dylan Thomas wrote, "Do Not go Gentle into that Good Night." I take those words to mean that while there is breath in my body, while I am capable of good works, of much prayer, and even greater sacrifices and mortifications, I will rage against the false light of the world, and think not upon what I shall eat, or wear, or where I shall live, but rather trust in God to care for me, if I care for HIM above all else.
The perfect Christmas gift is one that is shared. We know that from our human experience. A family Christmas shared is one that is remembered throughout our mortal life. How much more will God remember us if we, when on that special night when He was born unto the world, give of ourselves to our neighbor by showing them, in true charity, that the One True Faith is not the one posturing before the world as the conciliar church, but the Church built upon Christ's rock, St. Peter, even if it can be found only in the catacombs of this millennium.
St. Ambrose so embraced the gift of the faith that he labored to share that priceless gift with all the people he could reach by oral or written word. He taught by both word and deed, and especially through prayer made holy by sacrifice and virtue lived in a world that was decadent. We cannot forcefeed the faith on anyone. But we do need to make it known where the true Faith can be found and the only places where it exists. We have to be willing to accept rejection from those so bamboozled by the conciliar conmen and their "spokesflacks" as Tom Droleskey calls those who speak for the false "bishops" since they're too yellow to come forward, so afraid of their own shadows. I might term them spokesflax as in lax, as in thin threads that will break at the slightest pull by the world. We have to re-educate the masses about the Holy Mass and then let God take it from there. No saint was ever effective sitting on his hands in the face of sin. In fact, no saint was ever silent in the face of sin. They stood by the truth, they relied on the Light in the darkness to guide them. Has our spiritual currents or devotional batteries run so dry that we are wandering in the darkness?
No saint who is so honored by Christ's Church on earth ever received such an honor by being SILENT. They may not all have been St. Ambrose, but not one was silent about their faith. Through cloister walls, through missionary labors, through actions too numerous to mention, through prayers unceasing, these canonized saints all raged against the light of the prince of the world, and spoke more eloquently than we do, of the NIGHT OF BRIGHTNESS when Christ was born.
We, who by God's mercy and grace, possess the BRILLIANCE of the One True Faith dare not do less than rage against the dying of the LIGHT.
If, by our silence, that Divine LIGHT is extinguished on earth among men, then we must know, as has been foretold in Sacred Scripture, that the Dying of the Light will signal the Coming of Christ and the End of All Time.
When that will be is known to God alone. Much depends upon our actions, or lack of actions, now, right now. Will you, my dear friends, rage against the dying of the TRUE LIGHT, and share your faith with all with whom you come into contact? Will you rage against the Dying of the TRUE LIGHT by assisting those who, by God's command, have been called to spend their days in laboring to spread the LIGHT to all? Will you be silent, seeking not to be noticed by anyone? Or, will you, as St. Ambrose did, rage against the dying of the LIGHT, and ignite in yourself, and in your neighbor the priceless gift of the ONE TRUE FAITH? If you choose to rage against the dying of the LIGHT, then go forth and shine that light openly, without shame. If you rage against the dying of the LIGHT, do all in your power to help those laboring in His vineyard every day, without any thought for themselves, but for souls!
SILENT NIGHT, HOLY NIGHT, ALL IS CALM, ALL IS BRIGHT! Let us work towards that goal when all will be calm, all will be bright because it is for Right and is right. It is our Catholic rite that is right, and our Catholic Rights that need to be heard and defended no matter the obstacles. We must do so, not gently into the night, but with our hearts afire and zeal energized by grace with righteous anger.
Yes, my friends, rage, rage, against the dying of the LIGHT.