As we drove along, I read aloud from a tote bag full of
books I had selected for the purpose of sharing specific chapters with my
friend, a like minded Catholic, thoughtful, very smart, and leaps and bounds
ahead of me, a convert, in knowledge of Church history and doctrine.
Our trip each way took three days in the car so we had a
LOT of time to read and discuss and read and discuss. It was a kind of “retreat from the world”
which whizzed by us, as we rolled along from one state to the next, and an
opportunity to step outside our daily routines and spend the kind of time you
generally only WISH you had with a good friend.
The first thing I read to her was Whittaker Chamber’s
Introduction to his book, Witness, published in 1952. The introduction is in fact a letter
addressed to his children. He was old,
and they were still young at the time, and he was never sure when the communists
he had betrayed would try to kill him.
His life could be over at any moment and he knew that. I have mentioned this book more than once on
this blog, and I hope one day you will get a copy if for no other reason than
to read this letter. The book did not sell
many copies when it was first published because it is very fat and off putting
to timid readers. So fat you could
probably use it as a wheel block to stop a 747 jet from rolling on the tarmac. I personally enjoyed and appreciated every
incredible page of it. Chambers was not
just someone with a story to tell, he was first of all a professional writer
with great talent and it shows in every sentence he wrote.
Chambers begins his letter:
“Beloved Children,
I am sitting in the kitchen
of the little house at Medfield, our second farm which is cut off by the ridge
and a quarter-mile across the fields from our home place, where you are. I am writing a book. In it I am speaking to you. But I am also speaking to the world. To both I owe an accounting.
It is a terrible book. It is terrible in what it tells about
men. If anything, it is more terrible in
what it tells about the world in which you live. ………………”
He continues:
“It is about what the world
calls the Hiss-Chambers Case, or even more simply, the Hiss Case. It is a about a spy case. ………….
But if the Hiss Case were
only this, it would not be worth my writing about or your reading about. It would be another fat folder in the sad
files of the police, another crime drama……..”
And then,
“At heart, the Great Case
was a critical conflict of faiths; that is why it was a great case. On a scale personal enough to be felt by all,
but high enough to be symbolic, the two irreconcilable faiths of our
time-----Communism and Freedom---came to grips in the persona of two conscious
and resolute men. Both had been schooled
in the same view of history (the Marxist view). Both were trained by the same party in the same selfless, semisoldierly
discipline. Neither would nor could
yield without betraying, not himself, but his faith; and the different
character of these faiths was shown by the different conduct of the two men
toward each other throughout the struggle.
For, with dark certitude, both knew, almost from the beginning, that the
Great Case could end only in the destruction of one or both of the contending
figures, just as the history of our times (both men had been taught) can end
only in the destruction of one or both of the contending forces.”
Chambers said of communism,
“It is not new. It is, in fact, man’s second oldest faith. Its promise was whispered in the first days of
the Creation under the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil: ‘Ye shall be as
gods.’ It is the great alternative faith
of mankind. Like all great faiths, its
force derives from a simple vision.
Other ages have had great visions.
They have always been different versions of the same vision: the vision of god and man’s relationship to
God. The Communist vision is the vision
of Man without God.”
Later in the letter he says,
“There
has never been a society or a nation without God. But history is cluttered with the wreckage of
nations that became indifferent to God, and died. (My
emphasis added) ………………
Economics is not the central
problem of this century. It is a
relative problem which can be solved in relative ways. Faith is the central problem of this
age. The Western world does not know it,
but it already possesses the answer to this problem---but only provided that
its faith in God and the freedom He enjoins is as great as Communism’s faith in
Man.”
One of my favorite passages in the letter, speaking of
communists, is the following:
“Hence the most secret fold
of their minds is haunted by a terrifying thought: What if we were wrong? What if our inconstancy is our guilt? That is
the fate of those who break without knowing clearly that Communism is wrong
because something else is right, because to the challenge: God or
Man?, they continue to give the answer:
Man. Their pathos is that not even the
Communist ordeal could teach them that man without God is just what Communism
said he was: The most intelligent of the
animals, that man without God is a beast, never more beastly than when he is
most intelligent about his beastiliness.
‘Er nennt’s Vernunft,’ says
the Devil in Goethe’s Faust, ‘und braucht’s
allein, nur tierischer als jedes Tierzu sein’ ---Man calls it reason and
uses it simply to be more beastly than any beast. Not grasping the source of the evil they sincerely hate, such
ex-Communists in general make ineffectual witnesses against it. They are witnesses against something; they
have ceased to be witnesses for anything.”
(My emphasis added)
And that, my friends, is the most important thing to bear
in mind. It isn’t enough to attack,
attack, attack what you see is wrong in this world. We must witness, all of us, FOR
SOMETHING. John the Baptist did it. St. Paul did it. The martyrs have done it. Each of us CAN do it if we worry less about
what others will think if we pray in a public restaurant, or display
sacramentals in our homes, around our necks, in our cars, etc. We can do it if we speak with confidence what
Holy Scripture and historical record within the Church has always said about
sodomy, marriage, women, who can be saved, and who will go to hell, and worry
less about what the world will think if we speak and live the truth. This does not mean we must abandon meekness
and run over others, shouting them down with our beliefs, but we must never
shrink from the opportunity to witness for the truth.
Conservative news
media engages the enemy 24/7 in a battle of politics. We Catholics need to remind ourselves the
battle is not one party vs. another, but one faith opposed to the other. Man vs. God.
Whose side are you on? If you are
committed to the answer, God, then, start today living like you mean it. Throw off the politically correct chains that
have you bound and be a WITNESS for what you believe. Stop living on the defense and let your life
be for others the light out of the darkness of all the errors of communism/socialism,
in other words, godlessness. Stop just
calling yourself a Catholic and start acting like one!
My pro-life friends and I pray and witness for life. I used to be so naive that I thought if I told people the truth, (For instance, that it’s not just a ‘blob of cells’ and Planned Parenthood sells the babies’ brains, eyes, lungs, hearts, etc.), then, they would do a complete turnabout and choose life. Sadly, it’s a terrible spiritual battle and most of the people we counsel, do not want to hear the truth and do NOT choose life.
ReplyDeleteWe even pray for and try to counsel the clinic escorts, (many of whom are witches and into great evil). I was praying and one of them, annoyed with my prayers and wanting me elsewhere, asked me, out of the blue, why I didn’t go pray at the fertility clinics. I was surprised that she talked to me and even more puzzled by the question. I retorted, asking her why she doesn’t go out to the fertility clinics...? I wondered why she brought up fertility clinics. She told me that’s where they kill a lot of babies! I was sickened that she said that, using the word ‘babies’, and shot back asking if that made her happy!?! I shouldn’t have asked that, but her comment truly startled me. (If she did reply to my query, her words were unintelligible.)
I was totally shocked, because they usually try to keep up a front that it’s only a ‘fetus’ or ‘blob of cells’. However, she actually knew that the embryos used for IVF at the fertility clinics and the ‘extra embryos’ killed there are actually babies and she said it out loud to me! She knows what evil she is involved in at the abortion mill and was not hiding it!
It’s hard to get through to the clinic escorts, since most do not believe in God or any possible punishment in hell for their evil involvement in abortion. Instead, many of them put their ‘faith’ or ‘hopes’ in a goddess and they do not worry about any terrible consequences for their part in abortion.
However, one of the few things that pro-lifers have asked them over the years is, “What if you’re wrong!?”?
“Hence the most secret fold of their minds is haunted by a terrifying thought: What if we were wrong?”
Thank you for this comment.
ReplyDeleteAnother passage in this letter I reference is to the fact an ex-communist told his daughter the reason he left or stopped believing in communism is that he "heard the screams." It was difficult for that daughter to understand what he meant, but Chambers explained that when he finally heard the cry of those he was torturing and killing, he could no longer justify "the means" he used to achieve "the end" he believed in. Up to that moment in his life as a communist he had been able to the screams of his victims out of his mind.
Pray that the people in these hellish clinics will eventually "hear the screams" of the unborn.
My pro-life friends and I pray in front of an abortion “clinic” which is on the first floor of an apartment building. The rent is cheap and, unfortunately, many don’t seem to know, before renting, that an abortion business is there. Some tenants are pro-life and some are pro-abortion.
Pro-lifers befriended a pro-life tenant, who lived right above the abortion business with her family. One day, she heard me counseling a couple about abortion. I had told them about Gianna Jensen and Melissa Ohden, two women who survived abortion. The couple rushed inside and I looked over to see the tenant, crying. I asked her why she was upset and she said that she’d never heard about any other survivors of abortion. She said that, years ago, her mother was pregnant with twins, but didn’t know it at the time. So her mother only aborted her sibling. By the time her mother found out that she had another baby in her womb, I guess she was too far along or didn’t have the money to abort another child.
She told me that, to this day, her mother still does not like her, but her husband and her children love her. I added that I and the other pro-lifers love her, too. She was so grateful to know that she was not alone and that there were other brave survivors of abortion, who actually forgave their parents for trying to kill them in abortion. (I don’t know how she lived above that abortion ‘death camp’, but, thankfully, she finally did get the money to move out with her family.)
Another pro-life family, whom we befriended, lived below the abortion mill. They had a young boy in elementary school. Right before they finally moved out, they told us that there was blood coming from their sewers and that their young son heard babies crying throughout the night, even though there were NO babies in the building. (Thousands of babies have been killed in that building.)
Later, a pro-life couple had moved into an apartment above the abortion mill, not knowing about the abortion mill. They were very kind and the woman would often join us pro-lifers out front. One day, she told me she was worried about her husband, since he was extremely depressed and having suicidal thoughts after moving into the apartment. I told her that all of the pro-lifers would pray for him. Thanks be to God, she and her husband finally found an affordable apartment, moved out, and thanked us for our prayers. She said it was a night and day difference and her husband is out of his deep depression and actually smiling and laughing and happy.
Since the pro-abortion tenants didn’t like us pro-lifers, they didn’t talk to us, except to occasionally curse us or yell at us. I don’t know what their experience was in that evil building, but they sure never seemed very happy or joyful. I’m sure that some of them were heavily into drugs or alcohol. Maybe they heard the babies’ cries...?...or maybe they were deaf to them, since they were already deep into a world of sin....
If only those involved in abortion could “hear the screams” of the unborn, they might convert and repent... Please, pray for the conversion of all those involved in any way with the culture of death. Thank you.