Carlos Caso-Rosendi

I would like to invite you to watch this short but inspiring Manifesto of Faitha movie based on the recent declaration of Catholic doctrine by Cardinal Gerhard Ludwig Müller former Prefect of the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith. I have watched it about 400 times, well … may be 399 times and I get a lot of peace and encouragement from it. I highly recommend it.

Since, Lord, Thou dost defend us with Thy Spirit
We know we at the end, shall life inherit
Then fancies flee away! I’ll fear not what men say
I’ll labor night and day to be a pilgrim

Recently, I was chased away from the parish I have attended during the last eight years or so. The pastor never really liked me and I am sure he has good reasons. I do not dislike him, I pray for him as I should, I tried to contribute as much as I could (given my modest means) but his attitude got worse and worse. Too bad we could not be friends. So much for the walking together, the synodal way, the tolerance, the good will towards all men and the sign behind the altar (“This is everyone’s house”) proclaiming the goody-goody sweet message of the church of nice.

I still like the parish, the people, etc. even when not everyone has been nice to me. There we lost a young priest recently. Too bad because his homilies were pretty good  and he seems to be a faithful and studious man, humble, and sincere in his treatment of everyone. If you are reading this, young man, I hope you know we missed you and hope you are doing well. Don’t be a stranger and write sometime when you can.

I said that a few have not been nice to me. Not their fault. I am not easy to communicate with. The persecutions by the Sankt-Gallenians have been many and nasty. Those guys refuse bygones be bygones. That is also fine. They are doing the best to serve their infernal master. It’s getting quite entertaining to see their “darts” coming and bounce like beach balls against a concrete wall. Also, the phone calls denouncing me kind of lost their venom after eight years of my rather boring life. Save a penny, international long distance is expensive. And, while you are at it, remember Saint Michael has promised to guard us. Better he gets you and not me, because I am not as patient and kind as he is.

So, out I go into the big city. I will attend Mass at a different parish every Sunday. I may even foray into provincial territories or even some neighboring countries. Life is getting interesting. Now I will visit all the classic Catholic temples of Buenos Aires. I promise to carry a camera and share the photos here (and Facebook, Twitter, etc.) for your enjoyment. While we walk through this “Argentine Era” or valley of shadows, we can reminisce the glorious days of yore and dream of the bright future awaiting the Catholic Church in a not so distant future. Try to be there, it will be fantastic. If you need directions: take the narrow, rocky road that leads to the Narrow Gate.

Thank you for walking with me all these years. We are not many and we are under attack. Try to be stirred by the experience and not shaken. Our Lord is stronger than all those hysterical mediocrities out there. God have mercy on them all. They don’t know what they are getting into.

And, hey! “likes” and comments are lacking lately. Don’t unload all the work on Michel! 🙂