I just posted an entry on a tragic Holy Week real estate deal on AirMaria, and that has provoked some further reflection on my part. Holy Monday is a time to reflect humbly upon our own sinful betrayal of Jesus Christ.
The Church Militant is fighting for its identity. Leon Podles argues that our Church has been feminized and emasculated. It has become, in his words, the Church Impotent.
The closing of our Churches has many causes, and I am not here to play the blame game; however, this tragedy is reflective of the loss of our missionary spirit, and the sacrificial spirit of Holy Week. So now we can celebrate Holy Week by buying a closed Church . . . and do what with it? Partition it into an upscale apartment, like the one in the picture above? Or how about a garden show, like the one below?
Or perhaps transform it into the Sanctuary Altar Bar?
Actually, we don’t need pagans to buy our old churches and do this for us. We can do it all by ourselves. How about this one; space station or amusement park? Have fun kiddies:
I have had the unmerited grace and pleasure of directing the building of our chapel in Griswold. May Our Lady be praised, we hope that it is a humbly worthy place for Her Son:
My dream, though, is to build something like one of these Fortress Churches. That would teach the girly boys that want to take the manliness out of Holy Week and out of the faith entirely:
Sometimes, it’s just time to spit into your hands and hoist the battle flag. I would rather see this ruined church at the end of my life:
Better to die fighting.
The following is something I wrote as a meditation on the fifth sorrowful mystery. It follows the rhythm, if not the meter, of the Hail Mary. I wrote it to express the Marian and Militant spirit of the Cross. It is the spirit of Holy Week. Not for girly boys, but strong women are welcome (cf. Proverbs 31:10):
Hail Victress, standing fast,
The banner is lifted.
Unfurl the sign of salvation,
And storm with Thy Lord
the lair of the Dragon.
Holy Lily of our knighthood,
Draw us to Thy side
To die with Thee,
con-crucified in Him.
I forgot to post this picture of an awesome fortified Church that I visited in Tomar, Portugal. It is situated within the walls of the castle of the Knights of Christ, who were actually Knights Templar who were reformed under the new title in order to escape suppression in the 14th century.