Placing Scandals (Sexagessima)
by VP
Posted on Sunday February 04, 2024 at 12:00AM in Tradition
The Sower of good seed, 1180.
“And other some fell among thorns, and the thorns growing up with it choked it."-St. Luke viii. 7.
We,
my dear brethren, have received the seed of the Divine word, and we
have kept it: we have never fallen away from the true faith as it is in
Christ and His Church, and with God's help we never shall. Our
steadfastness in the faith is our greatest glory in the sight of heaven
and of earth, and whatever our shortcomings may be, we are at least free
from the awful crime of apostasy, and this worst of all reproaches can
never be laid to our charge. The good soil that produces a hundred fold
is ours; but alas! the thorny soil is ours also, and our faith though
firmly rooted is often choked by the pernicious jungle growing up around
us, in which we suffer ourselves to become entangled.
How many a
glorious promise of supernatural faith and virtue in those around us
becomes utterly blighted by the thorns of the world's ways and
temptations, because no proper care is taken to resist them and stamp
them out! The thorny growths that stifle our faith and render it
worthless in the sight of God are many indeed, but there is one in
particular that is more destructive than all the rest beside. I need
hardly name it to you, for you know it but too well—the deadly Upas-tree
of intemperance- that casts its withering shade over our hearts and
homes and altars! Is there a single person here this morning that does
not know of more than one generous soul in whom every fruitful germ of
faith and hope and charity, and every sentiment of true Christian
manhood and womanhood, have not been blighted by this prevalent passion ?
Call the roll of your nearest friends and acquaintances, and how many
will you not find absent from the ranks of Christian life, duty, and
fidelity through this one vice? There is a skeleton in every closet, and
the saloon-keepers have taken the flesh off its bones. This more than
anything else chokes the divine seed of the word amongst us; this
nullifies the power of our faith; this neutralizes the effects of the
Sacraments; this scandalizes our holy religion and makes our consecrated
ministry vain; for this is the evil root from whence springs the foul
crop of lusts and blasphemies, and crimes and contentions, that stifle
every virtue of the Christian life and weigh down the Church of the
living God.
Could we but cast out this baneful blight of
intemperance from amongst us, our glorious faith would appear in all its
strength and beauty, and yield its hundred fold. If it were not for the
gross and scandalous lives that so many so-called Catholics lead,
nothing could stop the onward march of our faith. This is the one
objection raised against us that we cannot satisfactorily meet.
We
know very well that ours is the only true religion, and that it
supplies every help that we need to enable us to overcome our passions
and to lead upright lives. But the world at large knows little or
nothing of our faith; it only looks at the dark side of our every-day
conduct, and scornfully asks: "Where is the influence of the Catholic
religion on the venal politician, the low liquor-seller, the drunken
reveler, the meretricious streetwalker, the abominable fathers and
mothers who make their homes a hell upon earth, and drive their
unfortunate children to destruction ? And what reply can we make? We
cannot deny that many who claim to profess our faith are an utter
disgrace to it, and a rock of scandal to the world. They, of course,
have shaken off all sense of obligation to their religion and its
teachings, and have no more conception of religious duty than the cow or
the horse. Theirs is a purely animal existence, they live only for the
gratification of their lower nature, and we disclaim all responsibility
for them. What responsibility has the Catholic Church for those who
seldom or ever darken its doors, who never approach its Sacraments, who
spend their Saturday nights in the saloons, and their Sunday mornings in
drunken slumber? What responsibility has the Church for the recreant
rowdies who hang around the corner grog-shops, and the fallen flirts who
frequent the sidewalks? They may have Catholic names, but that is the
only evidence of their Catholicity. The thorns of dissipation and
sensuality and sin of every kind have choked the seed of truth in their
hearts, and they are outside the soul of the Church, though they may
still claim to belong to its visible pale. But take our consistent
Catholics, men and women who are in touch with the spirit of their faith
and honestly endeavor to live up to its teachings. Are they not in very
truth the salt of the earth? and does not the divine seed planted in
their souls produce a hundred fold?"
Source: Five minutes sermons for Low Masses for every Sundays of the Year by the Priests of the Congregation of Saint Paul 1893