Feminized Religion
Well, I’m looking about the net for reports on the great Episcopal Convention going on now, and let me tell you, it is a real yawner. And old joke refers to the High Church types as “Catholic Lite= All the ritual, half the guilt.” It’s proof positive that a nugget of truth rests at the heart of any chuckle.
Well, this past Easter we welcomed four catechumens – three of them families – into our own traditionalist, Tridentine, community. Every blessed one of them formerly members of the Anglican community; members who feel silenced and ostracized for their traditionalist stances. As one said to me, “…they’re turning into a bunch of Politically Correct wimps. Take a moral stance on anything? Heaven forbid.”
Pussified religion. And I’m not picking on the Episcopals here, though certainly they are the most high profile. A common theme among those who don’t attend such churches anymore is that “God isn’t there.” Politics is. Smothering nannyism is. One of the people who “came over to the dark side” walked out of the church in the middle of a feminist liturgy which was presided over by a priestess, altar girls, reference to “Goddess the Mother,” and such. A liturgy done, mind you, not with the intention of worship, but to “show people” how “excluded” women feel.
Let that sink in. A worship service, not to worship, but to be politically activist. There are those I know who read here who are not particularly religious, so let me make a more apt metaphor: We have a meeting of your local city council and some preist comes in, sets up an altar, and celebrates the Mass – wait for it – and when he is done, the meeting is over! This isn’t worship peppered with politically correct nagging – this is politically correct nagging as the worship itself! And people wonder why some don’t find God to be present.
A common theme from many of the commets is a call for “dialogue.” This is a code word. When a lefty calls for dialogue, what they mean is “We’ll keep on doing whatever it is you object to, while you sit here and let us try to bully you into changing your stance to ours. We won’t bend or back off. But if you don’t bend or back off, or if you walk away, we get to claim that it’s your fault – you didn’t “approach the talks with openness” or “abandoned the dialogue” or something else – whatever it is, we’ll bitterly complain we were ill used.”
Well, I’m sorry to say to my more conservative Episcopal/Anglican brethren – you screwed the pooch on this one. That bus has done left town. While 20/20 hindsight is useless, I’ll offer it up anyway: Immediately upon the adoption of something which is a deal breaker, ya’ll should have gathered the cards up, put on your coat, and walked away; after serving a notice of excommunication, of course. Agreeing to dialogue was falling right into the trap. Jack and shit are going to change out of this convention, and you know it. It is going to be more semantic masturbation, pleas for dialogue, and the next thing you know you’ll have a church fuull of bishops singing “We’ve got a Great Big Fabulous God,” show tunes replacing the Tantum Ergo, and, Bob’s yer uncle, it’ll be fait accompli.
It’s a hard thing, I know, to walk away from something you have believed in, even when it is they who have walked away from you. I happened with me and the Republicans, and almost happened with me and the Catholic Church – had I not had access to an Eastern Church, and eventually a tridentine community, I don’t know where I’d be on the latter now. I left behind people I genuinely l;iked. My old pastor was a heckuva a nice guy – but he was a damn hippy. Jeez, he still did FOLK masses, for pity’s sake! Holding hands during the paternoster, altar girls, removing the tabernacle from the sanctuary, omitting the confietor – I walked out of more masses with my jaw aching from me teeth grinding together, muttering about how a BAPTIST service would have more closely resembled a mass. Hell, I went to a High Church Anglican wedding a few years ago, and was saying “If the damn Episcopals can still have a Catholic Mass, why can’t we?”
It’s the feminization of the church – or more properly, the Feministation (Kind of like “infestation, eh wot?) of the churches that are turning more people, and more men, away. You know longer have a moral beacon – what you have is quibbling, and “niceness.” Can’t be “judgemental.” Can’t be “heirarchical,” because that’s “patriarchal.” On and on and on and on and on.
Pussified, wussified, wimpified, and feminized. Be nice. Mommy says. Hate the sin, and love the sinner – but if the sinner wants to keep sinning, that’s just PEACHY! Who are you to try to help them out of it? What if they don’t want to be helped?  Who are you to say it’s a sin? HOW DARE YOU CITE THE WORD OF GOD? I mean, heck, he obviously didn’t mean it, because that wouldn’t be nice, and the mother goddes …er …Lord God is Omninice!
Did I miss anything? I mean, who is running these churches – the Womyn’s Studies department? No wonder people are falling away – they don’t get anything different or unique out of them.
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