“The Smoke Of Satan” Homily – Jimmy Akin

As the Church is in the news and Cardinals and bishops clash, (if reports are to be believed) here’s a bit from the thought of Pope Paul Vl reflecting on Vatican II

via The Smoke Of Satan Homily

Here’s the paragraph in which the quotation occurs, as well as the following one:

Referring to the situation of the Church today, the Holy Father

affirms that he has a sense that “from some fissure the smoke of Satan

has entered the temple of God.” There is doubt, incertitude,

problematic, disquiet, dissatisfaction, confrontation. There is no

longer trust of the Church; they trust the first profane prophet who

speaks in some journal or some social movement, and they run after him

and ask him if he has the formula of true life. And we are not alert

to the fact that we are already the owners and masters of the formula

of true life. Doubt has entered our consciences, and it entered by

windows that should have been open to the light. Science exists to

give us truths that do not separate from God, but make us seek him all

the more and celebrate him with greater intensity; instead, science

gives us criticism and doubt. Scientists are those who more

thoughtfully and more painfully exert their minds. But they end up

teaching us: “I don’t know, we don’t know, we cannot know.” The

school becomes the gymnasium of confusion and sometimes of absurd

contradictions. Progress is celebrated, only so that it can then be

demolished with revolutions that are more radical and more strange, so

as to negate everything that has been achieved, and to come away as

primitives after having so exalted the advances of the modern world.

This state of uncertainty even holds sway in the Church. There was

the belief that after the Council there would be a day of sunshine for

the history of the Church. Instead, it is the arrival of a day of

clouds, of tempest, of darkness, of research, of uncertainty. We

preach ecumenism but we constantly separate ourselves from others. We

seek to dig abysses instead of filling them in.

In the next section the subject of the devil is further expounded upon:

How has this come about? The Pope entrusts one of his thoughts to

those who are present: that there has been an intervention of an

adverse power. Its name is the devil, this mysterious being that the

Letter of St. Peter also alludes to. So many times, furthermore, in

the Gospel, on the lips of Christ himself, the mention of this enemy of

men returns. The Holy Father observes, “We believe in something that

is preternatural that has come into the world precisely to disturb, to

suffocate the fruits of the Ecumenical Council, and to impede the

Church from breaking into the hymn of joy at having renewed in fullness

its awareness of itself. Precisely for this reason, we should wish to

be able, in this moment more than ever, to exercise the function God

assigned to Peter, to strengthen the Faith of the brothers. We should

wish to communicate to you this charism of certitude that the Lord

gives to him who represents him though unworthily on this earth.”

Faith gives us certitude, security, when it is based upon the Word of

God accepted and consented to with our very own reason and with our

very own human spirit. Whoever believes with simplicity, with

humility, sense that he is on the good road, that he has an interior

testimony that strengthens him in the difficult conquest of the truth.

Read Jimmy Akins analysis here: via The Smoke Of Satan Homily.

Clinging

Clinging, clinging to You,

As a leaf clasping the vine

With mouth pressed

And soul hungry,

Receiving in its will

Sustenance and vigor.

 

Stress, season, time,

And the tempters three,

World, Devil and fleshy me,

Turn, test and try resolve.

 

Clinging, I cling,

Clasping fast,

For only the glue of love

Suffice as bond,

To quell and conquer,

The wanton, the unruly.

For the Conqueror abides in me,

I cling to the Almighty Three.

 

Copyright 2011 Joann Nelander

Mercy Triumphs! As seen on T.V. « Archdiocese of Washington

Mercy Triumphs! As seen on T.V. « Archdiocese of Washington.

Thus, in the commercial the man considers all Satan’s trinkets against the glories of mercy and he chooses mercy. He know the cost, but considers it acceptable if he can but have mercy for himself, without the Devil as a partner. How about you?

A final detail worth noting in the commercial: At the bottom of the proposed contract held out by Satan is a backward Chi Rho (The Greek abbreviation for “Christ”) and the Latin Inscription Sigilla posuere magister diabolus et daemones (Master seal of the Devil and demons. The backward initials recalls an image of the anti-Christ. And the Latin is more literally means “A seal to set the Devil and demons (as) Master.”

In the end that is the choice. You will have the master your choose. And of this the Lord reminds we must choose one and only one:

No one can serve two masters. Either he will hate the one and love the other, or he will be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve both God and Money. (Matt 6:24)

Whose coins are in your pocket and whose seal is on them? The choice is yours. You are free to choose, but you are not free NOT to choose. You can have it all now, or store it up bravely for later:

Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also (Matt 6:19-21)

Why not be Benz (brave) and choose Mercedes (mercy)?

In the end the Scripture is fulfilled for the man which says, Resist the Devil and he will flee (James 4:2)

Vigilance

Vigilance

 

O, Trinity, mine,

As I am Thine,

Indwelling with sacred flame,

Dispatch as for battle

Angels and Archangels,

Sword in hand.

 

Penetrate my darkness,

Infiltrate clandestine deceptions

Masquerading as light.

Pull down cruel strongholds,

Erected by Minion’s guile,

Surreptitious and in disguise.

 

Where blindness

Has made me vulnerable,

Where folly

Has let down my guard,

Where allurement

Has entrapped me,

Give power, sword and wing,

To Your Michael.

 

Bid him ride the dawn

To stand arrayed for the frey,

Here by my side.

Bright Angel of Truth,

Mount ye,

Who Is Like God,

Ever upward,

Empowered by my prayer,

Whispered in th Name,

All Hallowed.

 

Hashem, do You battle,

Vanquish the hidden

Enemies of my soul,

By my union,

In Your Death.

 

By my Baptism,

Let Your Blood

Cry out as Your Able,

From the ground

Of my being.

 

Give Life ever new.

In Your rest,

Empty Tomb,

Witness in me,

By Eucharistic grace,

The triumph of Your Resurrection.

 

© 2012 Joann Nelander

 

 

 

 

Clinging

 

Clinging, clinging to You,

As a leaf clasping the vine

With mouth pressed

And soul hungry,

Receiving in its will

Sustenance and vigor.

Stress, season, time,

And the tempters three,

World, Devil and fleshy me,

Turn, test and try resolve.

Clinging, I cling,

Clasping fast,

For only the glue of love

Suffice as bond,

To quell and conquer,

The wanton, the unruly.

For the Conqueror abides in me,

I cling to the Almighty Three.

 

Copyright 2011 Joann Nelander

Screwtape Letters – Behind the Scenes