I noticed the anti-Pope is yammering about diversity strength again. Of course Pope Leo IV was also enthusiastic about diversity strength as well. Specifically, he believed in building both high walls and prolific navies, the latter of which proved particularly effective against Saracen invaders in the Battle of Ostia. A stout perimeter and aggressive interdiction: that diversity is our strength.
Though for those who think the strong smell of our corpse is all the strength we need, walls and navies are simply too gauche to possibly entertain over Manhattan cocktails. We can’t just kill people who only want to make a better life for themselves, you know. They aren’t white southerners, for God’s sake.
But whatever little God and the present pope may have to do with one another, I was thinking of both during my own visit to a house of the Lord on last night’s eve of his birthday. As per family tradition, we joined our primly proper congregation to hear a message of hope and joy. At least that’s why we went. What we actually heard was a Washington Post editorial read by a preening partisan in vestments.
As the sermon began I was settling in to a session of pleasant daydreaming when the pastor—one I had never seen before—proceeded with little preamble straight into ominous denunciations of those politicians today who would build walls between God’s children.
I shook my head in amazement. Donald Trump was actually to be the evening’s unholy avatar. His name was never actually spoken, which I suppose is evidence that SJWs are still tethered to etiquette by some long thin line. Though even the children likely understood the intended culprit, as leftists are rarely burdened by subtlety. And with my reverie now turned rancorous, I began listening as one would to rap music at 3:00am: in order to file a report.
For the next interminable period of time, the preacher recited every migrant moral mandate as if he were being paid by the platitude. We’re all immigrants…better lives…red and yellow, black, and white, all are precious in his sight…. If his material was any more insipid he could have written for Saturday a Night Live. I would have characterized it as merely dreary, rote, and inappropriate until he really decided to keep the wokeness real. I do not remember the precise wording, but at some juncture the congregation was advised that God’s grace was the exclusive province of wall breakers, not wall makers.
Upon hearing this, I scoffed out loud. While unintentional, my volume was enough to rotate heads across the entire row in front of us. Looking back at those surprised and concerned faces, I briefly reflected on the fact that my bonds of fellowship may have been better reinforced at home that evening. The look on the face of my stricken wife seemed to corroborate the suspicion.
Fortunately though the service was able to proceed without a political melee in the pews. At its conclusion, the cleric offered communion to all people in attendance, no matter their belief. Did this invitation include Jews? Muslims? Atheists? Satanists? They all have different beliefs. Why should holding beliefs antithetical to Christians restrict one from enjoying the bounty of their table? He didn’t have an answer. And I didn’t have one for why a man would drive to church on a cold December night when he can absorb the same dogma from multiple cable channels in the comfort of his home.
As many have surely noted, this concept more than anything represents the current vacuum suction from America’s Christian sanctuaries. That concept being the same one every H1B businessman must face: competition. Whether the prog message is welcome or not, our senses are already fully saturated. From corporate HR, to the university, entertainment, music, media, government, and now even ostensible heralds of the Holy Father. You could attach any head to another neck and the same sentence would be completed without varying the narrative.
This sort of flocking social fashion isn’t particularly surprising in fields that flounce in its shadow. Though to tacitly suggest that the will of an ageless, omniscient deity is evolving in concert with the convictions of contemporary blue check-mark twitter is something that really should cause colossal shame among honest clergy. But I guess honest clergy are like honest anyone these days: not employable.
So the modern church offers a message from God, who is repeating the message from MSNBC, which seems to always say it first. I expect by next year our pastor will have investigated whether Rachel Maddow was born in a manger.