Where O where are Burke and Hare?

According to a front page story in the Catholic Herald, the body of Padre Pio is to be dug up(exhumed sounds nicer) and put on public display. Not surprisingly, his family aren't keen on the idea. The local Archbishop, allegedly with interest from the Pope, is behind the scheme. The Prefect of the Congregation for the causes of Saints says"Every now and then it is common for exhumations to take place of personalities within the Church to see what condition their body is in and to see if it can be better preserved."

It's hard to know where to start but here goes. Why in Heaven's name in the 21st century are we digging up dead people, whether or not they are "personalities"? Why do we want to see what condition his body is in? And what if it is in a pretty nasty state;what then? Why does he need to go on display? He's dead. If this was proposed at a local fairground or in Ripley's the Council would rightly respond to the overwhelming public outcry at the tastelessness and unpleasentness of the idea. We shouldn't be worried about his body; that will rise glorified on the last day. We should be more interested in his message whilst he was alive and his intercession in Heaven.

This unhealthy pre-occupation with the corpses of saints is medieval and says nothing to a secular world that doesn't listen to the Gospel, so isn't likely to be swayed into conversion by the state of a corpse.

I think there are bigger issues for the Church and the world. I can't see Jesus going round Palestine approving an idea like this. It is not really what the Gospel is about. Sadly it is , sometimes, what the Roman Catholic Church is about.

The Last Post?

I am thinking that this might be my last post as Lancashire Cat. I haven't posted for some weeks and apart from saying this might be my last post, there isn't much else to say.

However, it seems the Bishop is receving plaudits for his proposals for schools. Long overdue proposals but well done to him. Catholic education (well the education might be right) is long overdue for the cracking of an episcopal whip. You might ask who allowed this dire state of affairs to arise or how it was allowed to occur, but let's not spoil the spirit of fraternal admiration I'm trying to work up.
There is, at least, a chance that the schools of the future might actually have to live up to the Catholic tag. There will probably be much fewer of them, but so what? Quality not quantity; a Christian ethos not bums on seats. Maybe some of the new breed of pupils in our changed schools will actually attend Mass and some might even enter the priesthood.

Well I enjoyed that and this won't be my last post. Much more to say. I think that Lancashire Cat, though, needs to look outside of the Diocese and cast a CATholic eye over wider affairs. A new day has begun.

Don't point it's rude.

I am angry with the leaders of my church for the way the present situation has been allowed to develop. I am angry with their proposals for change and their passive acceptance that we need to circle the wagons and plan for a tough time. I am angry that there seems to be no hope or belief that things can get better; that we can begin to turn things round and win converts. I am angry that they are prepared to write off the vast majority of the population of my country who, by their reductive actions, they believe will never join us. I am angry with the historical laissez-faire of past generations of laity and clergy who failed to follow the Gospel exortation to evangelise and, instead, relied on large families to produce the next generation of believers and Ireland to send us priests. I am angry that my fellow Christians in the pews have been ignored and patronised; but I am also angry with the alarming passivity of so many of them. I am angry with the elitism and parochialism of many parishes that create barriers to true involvement by other parishioners and I am angry with the lack of faith in Christ that underpins our present situation. I am angry that we have a church that appears to be seperate from the Holy Spirit and the power of that Spirit. I am also angry with my self for being no different.

So what next? The review will do its thing and buildings will close, priests move etc.: that seems inevitable at this stage. But suppose we decided to walk in faith; what then? Suppose we began to pray earnestly and take our faith more seriously? The present situation is your last wake up call, so: WAKE UP! Whether we have a faith to pass on and whether we have anyone to pass it on to is largely to do with us: the laity. Now is our moment; now, maybe, the Holy Spirit is shaking our slumbering spirits.

Creative writing(part 2)

Anyway, to continue. The message that I get from the feedback forms and the feedback to the feedback (I think) is that the "consultation" (when you see quotation marks you know that something fishy is suspected) is not a consultation in the sense that a wide and extensive number of people have been consulted on a genuine, your-opinion-really-counts-and- we -are -genuinely- open -to- ideas basis. A plan was in place and probably has been for some time. The details weren't there but the broad strategy was clear. The consultation was a smoke screen. True the ideas about what your parish could do better or differently were welcome, but there was little if any chance of any alternative to the structural changes that will eventually be agreed. The consultation has barely scraped the surface of popular opinion with small numbers of people meeting, contributing and then forms being completed by priests or parish council. I would be really interested to know how many people have actually been involved in the process. What is the ecclesiastical version of cannon fodder?

But does it matter in the long run? Does it matter that we are a declining force in the country and have been for some years? Does it matter that those who steered us into the iceberg are the ones trying to get us floating again? Well, yes it does. And I will tell you why I think so in the next post when I have got my breath back and had a lie down.

Creative writing(Part 1)

I was thinking about Fit for Mission, like you do, and I went onto the Diocesan web and found the parish submissions and the review team response. Believe it or not this was the first time I had seen a parish submission form, completed or otherwise, and I was impressed. Whatever talents or lack of talents the writers of these documents have, they are not lacking in abilty when it comes to creative writing. Put it another way they are masters of spin to rival Alaister Campbell at his peak. I read some of the docs from my area and, apart from an interesting similarity of style, they revealed information, activities and plans that came as something of a surpirise to me. So glowing were these fictional narratives that for a moment joy filled my heart when I thought how successful, enterprising, imaginative, appealing etc. etc. the local churches are; that there would be no need for any change here: in fact we could probably sort out the rest of the Diocese. Why, I thought, we must have lines of men waiting for a place at the seminary; with more women joining religious orders than there are in Tesco on a busy Sunday; converts were hiring coaches to get to RCIA meetings and plans were being drawn up for new churches to take the overspill. Then I banged my head and reality checked in.

The truth is that these accounts are not representative of reality. One parish talks about prospects of evangelisation through the attached CATHOLIC primary school. Ignoring the fact that this is not Biblical evangelisation and the amazing observation that we should need to evangelise those attending a Christian, Catholic school, it leaves out the fact that the priest of the parish said to his (very small) review group that what went on in the school was nothing to do with him. Needless to say this did not find its way into the written submission.
Pause for breath(see creative writing 2).

What comes round........

" I give him thanks in the land of my captivity,
and I show his power and majesty to a nation of sinners.
Turn back, you sinners, and do right before him;
who knows if he will accept you and have mercy on you."
Tobit:13:6

This is a verse from the second reading in today's Morning Prayer of the Church. The verse stood out for me as I read it and it seemed to speak directly to the state of Christians today in this country. We are not physically exiled from our homeland, as were the Israelites; but we are spiritually exiled from the mainstream of life in this our homeland. We worship different gods; we follow different patterns of living; we are culturally very different: that is if we are truly following Jesus.
The life of an exile is difficult and often painful in the seperation from the homeland; but what does the writer of the book of Tobit say? "I give him thanks in the land of my captivity" is his response. He still believes, trusts and hopes in his God, though all evidence and experience seems to suggest that God and his people have been vanquished by a stronger people, leaving only the options of pining for what is lost or assimilating into the new culture. As Christians we must follow his example and give thanks to God for our present situation and not allow ourselves to be overwhelmed by that situation.
He goes on to say that he shows the power and majesty of God to a nation of sinners and exorting the sinners to turn back and do right before God in the hope of seeing his mercy.
Reading this, it does not seem to me that he is referring to the nation that holds his people captive; rather he is referring to the people of Israel who are rightly punished for their iniquity,but still have God to redeem them.
So if we can parallel the Israelites situation with our present situation, we can also apply the writer's analysis and his exortation to ourselves. True we live in a sinful nation; but is that not a result of our failure to preach and to live the Gospel? We have compromised the Good News.The captivity of the Israelites was seen as God's punishment for their failures. We see all around us the evidence of our failures.
So let each of us, and each Church thank God for his mercy; let us repent and do right and live and preach the Christian Way. It is the only way out of this land of bondage.

The man in the next room

Suppose you had someone staying with you in a room in your house. You really liked the bloke and spoke about him and occasionally, say once a week, he prepared a meal for you and you went along, had the meal then went back into your own part of the house until the next weekly invitation came. If anybody asked you about the man, you might be a little bit embarrassed and reluctant to talk about him, although to yourself you would say that he had become the most important person in your life. And you still just kept seeing him for this weekly meal and having told yourself again how wonderful he was and how important he was, you went back to your 6+ days of life and he stayed alone in his room. You didn't think of him much during the 6+ days and certainly didn't share that part of your life with him or involve him in it. When he talked during the meal he talked of things that were very different from your "other life" and when he was talking they made sense. But after the meal was over it was as though the words had to be kept between the two of you inside that room and could not be carried out into the rest of the house and the rest of your life; they had no place there. It might be because you thought the words were so precious and beautiful that they had to stay in the special surroundings of his room; or it might be that the words seemed different outside the room and made the rest of your life less comfortable and more challenging than it had been.
Imagine that there are lots of rooms all over the place and the same man is sitting down with many other people to a weekly meal only to be left alone until the next week. Is this how we should treat the most important person in our lives? Isn't this how we so often treat Jesus?