This Vortex is a little different...it's not about the evils and failings of our leaders, per se, but rather about the importance of praying for the souls of those we see "slouching into hell". It's about the importance of being willing to make a sacrifice for the salvation of souls. What I really like is MV's point that we don't get to the point of being able to sincerely and selflessly make that kind of sacrifice without a lot of spiritual work and God's grace.
Here's the episode. Pray for your loved ones. [I've updated to include the transcript, below.]
TRANSCRIPT
Many
of you, many of us, have family and loved ones who — let's face it — are on
their way to Hell. Despite the load of garbage spewing out of the Church
of Nice that we have a reasonable hope that all men are saved, we know deep
down that there isn't a ring of truth to that.
We know that
people do not go to Heaven who are indifferent or lukewarm toward the Faith.
Our Blessed Lord Himself tells us He will vomit the lukewarm from His
mouth. Same is true of those hostile to the Faith; live in opposition to
the Holy Catholic Faith, and a person dies forever in opposition to
God. And this is true even if we love the person. Our love for them does
not cancel out their indifference toward God.
The
reality for many people is that their loved ones are not directly hostile
toward God. They don't walk around actively cursing Him and carrying on with
great drama. They simply live lives of great indifference to God. It could
be termed that they are slouching into Hell. They are lazily, slothfully,
strolling along, walking down a long and winding path — with emphasis on
"down."
Many
of you have spoken to your loved ones — children, siblings, grandchildren — and
no matter what you say, nothing seems to get through. Not only is it
frightening on a supernatural level, it's almost maddening on just a natural
level. Why are they so unconcerned? Why won't they listen to you?
The
bottom line is because they have rejected the grace of the call to conversion.
They more than likely care on some level, but not enough to have remorse and
then repent. And next to nothing you will say will engender a change —
nothing you will say. But something you do might
engender a change.
You
must pray for something to crash into their lives and awaken them to the
supernatural peril into which they placed their souls. This isn't to say
that you need to pray for a calamity to strike; but you should pray that
whatever needs to happen does happen — even if it does have the outward
appearance of being "bad."
However
"bad" it may be, it will be nowhere near as bad as their being
damned. And this kind of prayer requires enormous strength on your part;
it requires a sacrifice of great proportion.
In
my own case, my mother, Anne, prayed for my brother Marshall and me:
"Jesus, I don't care what you do to me. Do whatever you have to do, but
spare the eternal lives of my two sons."
As
many of you know, doctors discovered the very earliest stages of cancer in her
stomach after she prayed that prayer. But it takes a spiritual Hercules to
utter a prayer like that and mean it. The back story on that prayer was
all the preceding years of prayer my mother made to get to a point, to arrive
at a spiritual point of strength, where she could make that final prayer.
For
many years my mother prayed for her two sons. She grew frustrated at Our Lord's
seeming indifference; she even scolded Him from time to time for not listening
to her. Irish mom, you know; not much in the way of patience there.
The
point is: Even the one offering the sacrifice and prayers must themselves be
prepared to offer an even more efficacious sacrifice. All those years, and
what I'm certain was thousands of rosaries, were storing up in my mom a
warehouse of graces, even though she had no "feeling" of it.
She
knew on some intellectual level that God would answer her prayers, but she
seldom felt that way — which is another reason Catholics do not move on our
emotions, but on our intellectual certitude.
And
then one day ,moved by grace, she just lost it and prayed the perfect
sacrificial prayer: I don't care about myself; use me to save them.
She
has crossed the spiritual Rubicon, and now her great sacrifice was ready,
prepared by all those years of suffering in frustration and grumbling and
irritation — and love. My mother was indeed a St. Monica, and this is what
we must all pray to become on behalf of souls.
It
is not enough to pray for someone's salvation; we must pray that we can stand
in their place and bear some of the cost of their sins. What is a
sacrifice, after all, other than an exchange, where one thing is traded for
another. Our Blessed Lord Himself showed us the way — literally.
This
kind of heroism is not usually available by just the simple asking. In my
mother's case, she had to be prepared to come to this point of truly sacrificial
prayer. We must pray to be brought to this point as well. We must not just
comprehend the power of sacrifice, we must desire to be sacrificed for the love
of souls.
Never
give up on your children's salvation. Never lose your hope. But do ask, pray to
become a living sacrifice for souls — your loved ones, and others.
While
the Church was built on the blood of the martyrs, it is sustained through the
sacrifices of each generation of martyrs — red martyrs and white
martyrs.
The
Cross is the key — as it has always been.
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