Pre Christmas Carol

Pre Christmas Carol

by Father Terzio

taken from exorbe.blogspot.com
Translated from the Spanish by Roberto Hope

How plenty the divine will

in the Holy Word who beats

with the pulse of flesh and blood

within the bosom of Mary.

And in it the prophecies

are forged in the Testament,

the eternal turned into a moment

and shadows into a clear day.

Never a better sanctuary

had the Lord on this earth ever

than the bosom of a maiden,

the gift of the Holy Spirit.

How they rejoice in Bethlehem

when the hour is approaching!

The Most Pure

The Most Pure

votive offering

Taken from http://exorbe.blogspot.mx/

Translated from the Spanish by Roberto Hope

The sky opens, revealing a portent,
one of virtue and beauty unseen:
The head of the Dragon a Virgin
tramples on with her unsullied heel.
And twelve stars shine crowning her forehead
and the moon is her beautiful plinth
and she shines elevated and triumphant
and is splendidly sheathed with the Sun.

And the Heavenly Choirs go singing:
she is the Servant, the Humble, the Slave,
the one the Lord chose to be Mother
of His long-awaited, most blessed Son,
the Divine Christ that is soon to be born.

This is why of divine grace she is so full,
the most pure in her being, body, and soul.
By casting her fragrance, purity arouses
enthralling our souls to follow her trail.

Shining star of my life, do my steps guide
Oh immaculate and most sublime Mary
Do not, sweet Mother mine, let me ever
lose the arduous way leading to God.

Pick my prayer up, present to your Son
this sinner's sorry supplication
I to your mediation everything entrust,
sine labe concepta, 
pulchra ut luna
electa ut sol


exvoto

Sinning against the Holy Ghost

Sinning (in the feminine) against the Holy Ghost

Taken from: http://exorbe.blogspot.mx/2015/01/pecando-en-femenino-contra-el-espiritu.html

Translated from the Spanish by Roberto Hope

To us Catholics, this aberration (see http://www.abc.es/sociedad/20150126/abci-iglesia-inglaterra-primera-obispa-201501261657.html) affects us by a contagion of proximity and confusion, product all this of the disgraceful second-vaticanist ecumenicism, which very soon degenerated into exaggerated benignity and gullibility the size of the Roman Cloaca Maxima, capable not only of hobnobbing and getting friendly with what is most traditionally anti-catholic but also of propitiating and engendering the monstrous interreligious cohabitations in Assisi.

That is how we can witness so unimaginable scenes as watching the Pope greeting with a profusion of fondness a female wearing a clerical attire, who is the president of I know not what, of heretics of I know not where.  The photo accompanying the article is of yesterday's, in San Paulo Fouri le Mura, where they were praying together for unity.

Yesterday evening the Pope was praying for the unity of Christians in Saint Paul Outside the Walls; today a sacrilegious attempt has taken place against such spectral unity.  It looks like an aberrant, irreverent parody, but at last, the original Anglicans, those born out of that unsatisfied swine Henry VIII Tudor, have consummated the horrendous sin of ordaining a female bishopess, an ambitious female with an irrepressible craving for clerical power. May God save us from the Queen and her female bishopesses.

The problem is one of faith, of loss of the Catholic, Apostolic faith. The problem is an ecclesiological, theological one.

It needs no mentioning that if I pray for the union, I pray first for the conversion and repentance and the spiritual healing of heretics and schismatics.  Even though I see it more and more impossible, given their false will, demonstrated in the perversions such as that which I comment in this article.

Anglicans attempt against the priesthood with full irreverence because they don't know what is what they have never had: A priestly hierarchy.

We Catholics remain silent... or approve, consent or dissimulate because we are ceasing to believe in the Sacrament of Holy Orders, its effects, and its consequences.  That is why there are already dis-Catholics who find it all right to ordain women, we also have degenerate nuns which claim it as a 'right', there are even not-so-Catholic bishops who are 'open' to this sacrilegious idea.

To put it in context, I must say that not being a church and not having the faculty of conferring the Sacrament of Holy Orders, what they have done in York this morning is an improper, clericaloid, heretical, blunder, even though they have clothed it with all of Great Britain's pomp and circumstance. But a sin there is, indeed, because, in addition to subsisting in the original heresy of the murky foundation of that Anglican confession, the participants, the woman, and her complacent co-hierarchs are neither ignorant nor innocent.  What the opinion is of the supreme visible head of the Anglicans, which is the Queen, nothing is known.  We intuit that as long as the Crown is not put at risk, the Queen will sign anything, wherever she has to sign and will stamp her royal seal, without getting into further complications.  If only one dissenting cleric has raised his voice against, and the rest of those attending have approved and the public has applauded, the Queen will graciously consent and turn the page, since the surviving thrones are not in a condition to suffer religious scruples. Doctors, besides, there are many in Oxford and Cambridge which may be able to discern. Oh no! But what does it matter if the rite turns out to be politically, feministically correct, in accordance with the fashion?

I am among those who believe and hope and do not swallow the poisonous pill, no matter how much they edulcorate it with the sweet syrup of ecumenism.

I am among those who still hope that, like that Anglican cleric who raised his protest, some Catholic bishop who, conscious of his sacred episcopal-hierarchical munus, will distance himself from the silent episcopal herd and condemn and declare that aberration of the pseudo ordinations of Anglican females, to be a sin against the Holy Ghost. A pastor who, not more, not less, will spot the wolf and strip it off of its deceiving ecumenical lambskin.

Presentation of the Blessed Virgin Mary

Presentation of the Blessed Virgin Mary

by Father Terzio

Taken from: http://exorbe.blogspot.mx/2014/11/nina-maria.html

November 21, 2014

Translated from the Spanish by Roberto Hope

The little child Mary, precious, 

walked to the Temple of God.
That day was her presentation
to the Lord, who had asked her
to offer in consecration
her virgin heart, being and soul.


She goes with her heart untouched,
and her purity irradiating,
her pace glistening so brightly
that, as up the steps she climbed,
the Temple´s stairs scintillated
as if sparks from stars were gushing.

With her maiden arms uplifted
before the altar of God
her quite simple sacrifice
was to offer her soul, untainted,
sealed, spotless and undefiled
wholesome, neat, immaculate,
of His divine grace replete.

From the day she was conceived
she was the privileged altar
on which God His pleasure took
and in the small girl´s humility
her sublime grace irradiated
of a new covenant's light.

Blessed oh Little Girl Child Mary
you who could so much God please
so much more than any other
of the rest of His creation
to those of us you hear weeping
in the midst of guilt and penance
give us, Beauty among the beauties
the pleasant scent of a rose
and the shimmer of a star
and the whiteness of a lily,
give us something of yourself,
so that it may make us climb
up the celestial stairway
with the firmest steps of love
and present ourselves to God
to share in His Holy Glory.

This we plead to you, oh Mary
and supplicate, child so holy
grant this to us, blessed child,
Virgin of the Presentation
sweetness for my ailing soul.

The UN of religions

The UN of religions and other monumental nonsense

by Father Terzio
Taken from: exorbe.blogspot.mx/2014/09/la-onu-de-las-religiones-y-otras.html
of Saturday, Sept 6, 2014.

Translated by Roberto Hope

As Shimon Peres has lived circumcised for 91 years, he says and proposes things that can be expected of a nonagenarian. And as today's Pope is PP Franciscus, he receives the nonagenarian instead of sending him his regards with a benediction via diplomatic pouch. What's worse, however, is that nobody has officially laughed at Don Shimon, sending him off to take his milk soups and have his diaper changed; what´s worse is that the senile occurrence of the said individual is a piece of news and that it may have been archived as a proposal (dangerous charm word) in the minds of more than one.

The good for nothing who misruled Spain; that Zp (a shame to Spaniards and strangers), proposed that idea of the “alliance of civilizations”, an invention which would probably serve as a sinkhole for many monies, millions that so stupendously well, the agents of the PSOE pig herd know how to mislay. It strikes me as strange that goy Zp and circumcised Peres should converge in the concoction of monumental pork barrels as if the official UN were not already a sufficient abyss of smoke and fog.

What these conceivers of a religious-international refrain from mentioning, is that they, the promoters, are hardly religious at all and that, in addition, they believe religion and religions to be a problem, even “the” problem. The problem which places obstacles to their objectives (objectives which, no need to stress it, are in no way religious).

They will also abstain from expounding their conviction that the Church is the greatest problem (i.e. the true Church, the Catholic Church, of course). They will keep those minutiae secret. They will even try to persuade the Pope to religiously preside the governing board of religions, so as to keep him close and well-controlled.

One of the goals of any enemy of religion is to control religion in order to exterminate religion.  What room is there for doubt that a global pan-religious organism would facilitate such annihilation since it would concentrate its target?

Deepening on the topic, leaving the utopia of the UN-religion in the limbo of proposals, it should be noted that no religion recognizing itself as such would accept such egalitarian co-participating gregariousness, which in fact signifies its de-legitimation as a religion. In the end, a UN religion would suppose the negation of the supernatural, negating revelation, and their supplantation by absolute religious positivism which would implicitly carry the thesis of the superseding of religions and their substitution by a political organism in which what is religious would be subjected to the convention agreed by its members. All of that could be disguised with religious forms/formalities, but the entity as such would be the de facto negation of what is religious and of all religion.

I apologize for the long-windedness of my comment, which I had not pretended. But the matter is that the topic –I excuse myself– drags one to philosophical diarrhea.

A UN religion can only be conceived by a perverse mind.

It looks perverse to me that such a significant dignitary of the Israeli State, with the Palestine massacre still bleeding, should go visit the Pope and propose a UN religion. Shimon Peres appears to me as an impudent conniver, an indecent old man.

PP Franciscus appears to me as what he himself persists in giving the appearance of, someone more pathetic today than yesterday, but less than tomorrow.

Commenting on his little sermon at Santa Marta on the parable of the wineskins, as any post-conciliar preacher, with prattling exegesis of Jesuit of the crowd, with his customary glibness, blathered about the need to change the ecclesial structures. He may (or may not) know which or how many.

One of the blurbs which summarized the sermon ended this way, stressing the words of PP Franciscus:

... The Gospel – insisted Francis – ¡is novelty!  ¡The Gospel is a feast!

... And I don't know what to say because I am afraid of saying what I should not.

J' Accuse

Urgent:  What's happening in Gaza Deserves a “J' Accuse...”

by Father Terzio

July 30, 2014

Taken from: exorbe.blogspot.mx/2014/07/urgentemente-lo-de-gaza-merece-un.html

Translated from the Spanish by Roberto Hope

I am no Zolá, nor do I resemble him, but the case in Gaza deserves a neo-Zolá, greater in breadth, much more potent, with a more intense and extensive voice, capable of shocking and moving, of wakening the benumbed consciences.

Of the victims in Gaza, I am especially touched by the elderly.  It is painful to imagine men and women who have lived their entire life jam-packed in the Gaza ghetto; people who were young in '47 when the Israeli usurpation took place, and have become old within the Gaza concentration camp, frustrated, disillusioned with each blow they receive of the fatiguing reality of being imprisoned in their own land, surrounded by borders of death with their homeland, to which they cannot go, where they cannot live nor die because their soil has been invaded, and justice and rights have been purloined from them.

At this stage, Gaza is a stronghold of wretched bomb victims; rabid wretched because they conserve, albeit crushed, the dignity of rebellion. That's what they have been left with. And they suffer because they refuse to renounce living. Happiness for obdurate Israel would be the disappearance of the Gaza wretched, they have even dared declare it so.

Over these decades, Israel has created an immoral shield for itself, which no sentiments other than those of Israel only can penetrate. Ruthless with the Palestinians, they melt into dramatic scenes of self-compassion when it is an Israeli the one who suffers. The State of Israel has become an organism ill with hyper-sensibility to itself but a cold, lethal harshness against the enemies which Israel itself has begotten.

To blame for this tragic situation are the unjustifiable State of Israel and the deeply implicated USA, the country of democratic propaganda and war crimes all into one; England, for its references and introductory acts; but also Europe, a mute spectator, is to blame for the omission.

The Pope of  “hagan lío” would have made a great ruckus by denouncing the incessant crime of Israel against Gaza; but Pope Franciscus has a strange fondness for Zion and its rabbis, affection which prevents him from getting involved in this clamorous bungle which strangles day by day, hour by hour, minute by minute, a people whose homeland has been invaded by its executioners.

Who will he be, who will dare, who will clamor the urgent and just “J'Accuse..!?"

Magisterial Dis-orientations

Magisterial Dis-orientations

The instrumentum terroris of the Synod on the Family

by Father Terzio

Taken from: http://exorbe.blogspot.mx/2014/06/desorientaciones-magisteriales-el.html  of  Thursday, June 26, 2014

Translated from the Spanish by Roberto Hope

Every time some minutia on the coming Synod on the Family is made known, apprehensions among conscientious Catholics increase, alerted (alarmed!) by the pre-synodal deed of Kasper and his lobby. Presentation of the synodal instrumentum laboris confirms our nefarious predictions, anticipating that all which may come from the first Francis synod has already been cast in concrete, all set simply for its presentation, discussion formality, approval and publication.

Although it is said that Kasper insists in denying what he has postulated, which is pictured to us in rainbow colors (so that each of us may choose the color of the crystal through which he wants to look at it), what Kasper has postulated has already been granted. It will be disguised under canonicist-pastoralist technicisms, but it will be granted, and a permissive (lenient?) sacramental praxis will be articulated for those who have incurred in post-divorce marriage disorders.

The synods (the Synod of Bishops) were conceived, in a certain sense, as a continuation of the Council, an exercise in collegiality and a revised renewal of Vatican II's.directions. The conciliar-synodal concordance is so great that even definitions are repeated identically. Concerning the instrumentum laboris (and of the expected synodal document, of course) it is said that “it has the nature of a pastoral document, not a doctrinal one, the ideas are not altered, only the manner in which delicate situations are dealt with is modified”. That equivocating ambiguity which was denounced by Romano Amerio is maintained. For example, on the very grave topic of homosexuality the following is said (and then recanted):

... There is no foundation at all to assimilate or establish analogies, not even remote, between homosexual unions and God's design over marriage and family, Nevertheless, men and women with homosexual tendencies must be accepted with respect, compassion, tenderness. Regarding them, all unjust discriminatory gesture should be avoided.

The tactical scheme is the arch-hackneyed statement which condemns in the first part but approves/grants in the second part, an exercise of exquisite rhetorical perfidy which was consecrated, passim, in quasi all conciliar documents.

Note, on the other hand, that the quotation of the instrumentum laboris follows the line which was established in the Catechism of the Catholic Church. On the topics regarding the sins against sextum, the homosexual praxis is not listed in the enumeration of sins catalogued under the caption of offenses against chastity (lust, masturbation, fornication, pornography, prostitution and rape), but under a different epigraph titled “Chastity and homosexuality”, another example of the textual equivocality to which I alluded above. A first paragraph picks up the condemna­tion, proven with quotations from Sacred Scripture, calling them sins contra-natura, but is followed immediately by:

A considerable number of men and women exhibit deeply rooted homosexual tendencies. This leaning, objectively disordered, constitutes for the majority of them an authentic trial. They must be accepted with respect, compassion and tenderness. With respect to them all signs of unjust discrimination should be avoided. These persons are called to do God's will in their life and, if they are Christian, to unite the Lord's sacrifice on the Cross to the difficulties which they might encounter on account of their condition. cfr. C.C.C. nn. 2351-2356 y 2357-2359

The instrumentum laboris of the Synod expresses itself with the same words as the Catechism: “... men and women with homosexual tendencies must be accepted with respect, compassion and tenderness. With respect to them all signs of unjust discrimination should be avoided.”

The deed (the sensitive opening-up to those affected) took place already in Saint Wojtyla's time. Now, Pope Franciscus' men just advance one more step, make a new pull. What may follow is as dantesque as one may dare imagine.

I cannot understand, however, how, having all opinion favoring them, all submissive and enthusiastic, the entire world cheering and applauding, how they do not dare simply and plainly sanction the expiration of Humanae Vitae, of Familaris Consortio, of the morality of the Patriarchs, the Prophets and the Apostles, including proclaiming "out" the Sacred Family of Nazareth, such awful, politically incorrect example of family non-model.

It would be shorter and everyone would understand better (and cheer still more)

Although we already know it is part of the game that they do not become aware and go on applauding, fascinated, while ruin advances at an accelerated pace.

Tu autem, Domine, miserere.

Hosanna in excelsis

Hosanna in excelsis

by Father Terzio

Taken from http://exorbe.blogspot.mx/2014/04/hosanna-in-excelsis.html

Translated from the Spanish by Roberto Hope

We have followed Him: from the Mount of Olives, we have walked among the people who acclaimed Him waving olive branches and golden palms. We also cut branches which looked like silver and silk when we swayed them as He passed, acclaiming him with the children and the youth who surrounded the donkey on which He rode. How beautiful His features! His face shines with light more luminous than the Sun; I don't know how to express it, but His look, serene and exquisite irradiates a splendor of peace, of grace. His deep eyes are, when they peer, a well of mercy, of compassion and haleness, reflecting purity, mystery, power, and humility at the same time, irresistible, wise, comforting, peaceful, and pious.

From the height of the Mount of Olives, we saw the beautiful vision of golden Jerusalem, golden its skies, golden its walls, golden the Temple. And we saw Him weeping, also with golden tears which from His eyes left a mark of sorrow with gold on his cheeks, and shined as gold tips on His beard. He wept for Jerusalem who did not recognize Him, for the Jerusalem that did not raise olive and palm branches as he passed, for those in Jerusalem who refused to open the door of their souls, and hardened their hearts as stone, insensible to His word. He wept bitterly, with slow sobs galled of the disappointments, treasons, denials, forsaking. He wept but did not cease to irradiate consolation; even when weeping He conveyed light and glory, peace, and grace.

When he reached the gates of the Holy City, the people laid their garments on his path, for Him to tread on them, and covered the way with twigs of myrtle and rosemary. Women uncovered their faces and opened their arms, blessing Him as if they were His mother, as though they were His wife. When He looked at them, they knelt, kissed His feet; with trembling and reverent shyness touched His hands, his tunic, tears flowing with emotion.

The eyes of the men who escorted Him also glittered. Some of his disciples, his Apostles, walked muttering psalms, almost ecstatic; others cheered with the crowd, fervently, expanding the joy of that spontaneous triumph afforded by the humble people who believed and loved Jesus the Nazarene.

Then, when we came back, I picked up and kept a small olive bough of those which remained laying on the ground after He passed. I kissed it as though I kissed the feet of the Nazarene and I put it on my chest as if I were treasuring the key to one hour of Glory with infinite instants of Heaven

He knows not what love is who loves Thee not,

celestial beauty, a husband so handsome

Your head is made of gold, and your tresses

are like the sprout which the palm embowers.

Your mouth is like an iris, which sheds

liquor at dawn; of ivory your neck;

Your hand the lathe and on its palm the seal

which the soul for disguise, hyacinths calls.

Oh God! What did I think of when, forsaking

so much beauty and the mortal ones, watching,

I lost that which I could be enjoying?

But if I am offended of so much time lost,

such great hurry I will afford, that one-hour loving

shall defeat so many years I wasted just pretending

~ Lope de Vega ~