Francesco Lamendola
H/T Riscossa Cristiana
April 2, 2019
That which thou dost, do quickly. Jesus addresses these words to Judas Iscariot,
in the cenacle, after washing the feet of his disciples and after telling them
He would be betrayed by one of them. And Judas, after these words, leaves the
room and goes to the Elders of the people to arrange the arrest of Jesus and be
their guide in the garden of olives – Gethsemane - where he knows Jesus is
going to pray, after the Supper. And the Evangelist John adds: and it was night
- while showing us Judas leaving the house to go and sell his Divine Master. It
was night as the stars were already shining high in the Jerusalem skies; and it
was the night of the soul, the night of the supreme sin: the betrayal of Jesus
Christ by one of His own.
By one of those who had followed him, listened
to Him, heard Him pronounce sublime truths and seen Him do extraordinary
things: calm the waters of a tempest-tossed lake; heal the crippled; liberate
the demonically possessed; feed a crowd of thousands of people with a little
bread and a few fish; and even call forth His friend Lazarus from the tomb.
It was the great night of mankind: the Son of
God had come into the world to bring the light, but men had preferred the
darkness to the light. Men, Jesus says, prefer the darkness because their
actions are not good, and the night conceals them. Those who walk according to
the will of God love the light, because God is light and He illuminates the
way; but those who have something to conceal, prefer the dark of night,
because, if there was light, everyone would see their ignominy; and perhaps they
would see also their hypocrisy, seeing that many, who have their hearts full of
darkness, love, however, to make an exhibition of great virtue, to be admired
and praised by men.
The historical time we are living in, demonstrates, more than any other, a
striking analogy to the Gospel extract which describes Judas Iscariot leaving
the house of the Last Supper. That which you must do, do it quickly,
would mean: enough of this farce, let’s put all our cards on the table: let the
betrayal of Christ be done openly, in the light of day; it is too comfortabe to
continue doing it under cover of darkness, all the while staying in the grey
area of ambiguity.
Ettore Gotti Tedeschi, from 2009 to 2012,
President of the Vatican Bank, during the papacy of Benedict XVI, recounted
that being around the Vatican, he had literally seen all kinds of things, even
people disposed to killing, so much so that he was on the verge of losing the
faith. How many people have lost the
faith, these past years, as a result of apostate and wicked clergy? And the avarice
and rampant sodomy in vast grey areas of the Church – how many souls have been
scandalized by these things?
And what did Jesus say concerning those who are causing scandal to the
souls of the simple and little ones?
Didn’t He say that for them, it would be better if they had been thrown
into the sea, with a millstone round their neck? And what about the scandal given to the
faithful in the area of doctrine? What about the heresies and blasphemies spouting
from the mouths of priests, bishops and even the gentleman that goes by the
name of Pope? That Jesus made Himself a
devil and serpent; that Jesus plays
the fool; that our Lady felt deceived; that the Persons of the Most Holy
Trinity fight among themselves all day long; that God Himself willed the
existence of different religious faiths…must we go on?
To all those, one wants to say: That
which you must do, do it quickly.
Remove your masks, stop deceiving people; have the courage of your true
intentions. It’s not possible that your intentions are good, since, if nothing
else, the cry of alarm and the echo of confusion in Christians have reached your
ears and leave you quite indifferent: by this, one understands who you are in reality and what your real
intentions are.
Many have lost the faith because of you; there
are many little lambs wandering around lost, with no shepherd, alone, desperate,
easy prey to the wolves lurking around, ravenous, in anticipation of the easy
banquet offered to their fangs…
Whatever happened to the tens and hundreds of
Franciscan Friars and Sisters of the Immaculate, who - being unable to remain
faithful to their vows - because of you - prevented from being incardinated in
any diocese, in accordance with the measures of the papal commissioner - have
cast aside their religious habits, which they had worn so eagerly, left their
religious houses and are now scattered through the streets of the world?
God has seen also this tremendous sin, your sin –
the sin of unfaithful, wicked pastors; He has heard the bleating of those
little lambs, He has seen their tears of anguish and desperation, and will take
them into account at the hour of Judgment. Woe to you, wicked and prideful
pastors, who scatter the lambs of Christ’s flock and make a mockery of His recommendation:
Feed my sheep! Jesus had said this to St. Peter, and he repeated
it three times: Feed my sheep; and
before that, for three times He had asked him: Simon of John, do you love Me? - just as for three times, Simon
Peter had denied Him that terrible night, the night of the arrest and Passion
of Our Lord.
And you, instead of feeding the sheep of the
flock entrusted to you, what have you done and what are you doing? You behave
as if the flock were yours, as if the sheep were your own property, for you to
dispose of as you like, and even crush and scatter them, should you wish to.
Wretches! Don’t you know that the sheep of Christ’s flock are counted, down to
the very last, down to the most humble, the most meek, and that Jesus does not
forget – not even one, and for that one He is willing to sacrifice His very own
life? He will ask you to give account for those sheep; He will ask you why they
are lost, and what you did so that they wouldn’t be lost. Yet, you didn’t let
them scatter out of laziness or neglect, but rather for a much worse reason:
because such were your perfidious and despicable designs.
To the man in
white living at Casa Santa Marta, we’d like to ask: Who actually are you,
Signor Bergoglio? Where do you come from and what dark designs hide in your
bad pastor’s heart - you who disdain the sheep and are doing everything, so
that, distressed, confused and desperate they scatter in the four directions? We know how you came to occupy the Papal
Throne (even if the Jesuits, through a vow, cannot aspire to become popes) after the questionable, scandalous abdication
of your predecessor, who, at a certain point, said: I’m tired, let me
retire, this weight is too heavy for my shoulders!
But Jesus, crucified between two thieves, like a
criminal, condemned to die a painful and ignominious death, didn’t ask to come
down from the cross; He didn’t say: I’m
tired, I want go home; He drank the bitter chalice to the last dregs,
faithful in all to the will of His Father, to Whom He had said: May Thy will be done, not Mine. And while the
cowardly pastor fled, the false pastor was installed in his place by the St.
Gallen Mafia, a cabal of cardinal Freemasons and traitors, determined to twist
the Word of Christ and transform it into the ‘word’ of Freemasonry
And now, in fact, we hear the false pastor declare, to please the world,
that God Himself, in His wisdom, willed the existence of different religious
faiths and he justified these incredible words (which empty the sublime mystery
of the Incarnation of any meaning) with the necessity of achieving universal brotherhood.
But this brotherhood outside the Truth,
outside the Gospel is far from Christ; it is not the brotherhood the one and
only authentic Pastor taught us, Our Lord, Who came to remit the sins of the
world; it is the brotherhood of the Freemasons, an entirely human thing,
conceived and willed to dispense with God and to subvert the Divine will. May this Masonic brotherhood, this deceptive
brotherhood be far from us!
And you, man in white, who came from the other end of the world; you who
don’t dare be seen in the land of your birth, because there they know you well
and know what’s in your dark heart – be careful what you do: you may deceive
men, but God will not be deceived! Man in white, be careful what you do: your
words and actions are revealing who you truly are and what dark designs you keep
hidden in your heart, consumed by unmeasured ambition and drunk on the praises
and applauses of this world of darkness, which would like to establish a
counter-gospel grounded in sin!
From the moment you were unworthily elected, in that first instant, that
evening when for the first time you appeared on the loggia of the Apostolic Palace – (a palace you never wanted to live
in, not certainly out of modesty, but perhaps a supernatural force prevented
you) – from that first, terrible: Buonasera! thrown onto the face of the crowd
in attendance, […] you have been working to confuse souls and for the ruin of
the Church of Christ. Don’t you have then even a little fear of God? Don’t you know that we will all have to
appear before Him?
Your own involuntary actions betray you. Why do you refuse the faithful
[the opportunity] to kiss the ring, and withdraw your hand from their lips,
with a disconcerting, absolutely unusual gesture? You know very well what that
ring symbolizes: the fisherman’s ring which symbolizes your investiture of munus petrino. Perhaps a powerful and mysterious force
impedes you from receiving due homage, not for your person, but for the office that
you hold? You behave as if the ring was yours, as if the Church was yours; [whimsically]
one day you decide to change the Catechism and have them write that the death
penalty is always and in all circumstances illicit.
But this goes beyond - and very much so - your authority; you, who
are only a man, and who in fact, at the very beginning of your papacy, had
declared, repeatedly, that you didn’t consider yourself the pope, but only the
Bishop of Rome. The refusal to allow the faithful to kiss your ring amounts to
the refusal of allowing the faithful to acknowledge your Petrine dignity.
Who then are you, man from a faraway land – whom hardly anyone in the rest
of the world knew until six years ago, and whose direct superiors retained
unworthy even of being nominated bishop as a result of your ambitious and untrustworthy
character, because of your tendency to create divisions and exploit them to
your advantage? Who are you, who do not respond to the legitimate and
respectful dubia of four worthy
cardinals on extremely important questions of faith, and who favor the career
of unworthy characters like the sodomite and rapist McCarrick, and seek to hide
your complicity, refusing to be accountable for your conduct? You who will not
respond to a specific question posed by Monsignor Viganò, removing yourself
from the judgment of the faithful, as if you were God?
You who cover with silence, the blasphemies and the heresies of men like
the fake theologian Enzo Bianchi and the fake Jesuit James Martin? Enzo Bianchi
denies the Divinity of Jesus Christ and James Martin denies that the practice
of sodomy is a grave sin, and in fact accuses Catholic morality of pushing
young sodomites into desperation and suicide; who are you then to surround
yourself with such people and say you appreciate them, enhancing them by
entrusting offices of great responsibility to them?
You who declare Signora Emma Bonino a great Italian, and receive her with
much fanfare, affectionately shaking her hand; you who allow Monsignor Paglia
to celebrate the sublime moral virtues of a man like Marco Panella, whose life
was an incessant frontal attack against Christian truth, Christian morality and
the Gospel of Jesus Christ?
You who kiss the Koran, in which the Divinity of Christ is denied and
cursed be the one who proclaims it; you who kiss the Waldensian Bible; you who permit a Vatican postage stamp to be issued commemorating the five hundred years of the pestilent heresy
and the Lutheran schism, greeted by you in the same way as a gift from the Holy
Spirit; you who go on “apostolic” trips without even mentioning the name of Our
Lord Jesus Christ, but praising Buddha and Mohamed instead; you who receive, puffed
with pride, the Masonic Charlemagne Prize which no other pope ever received and
would have been careful about accepting; you who declare to you friend Eugenio
Scalfari - spiritual father of all the anti-Catholic Freemasons in Italy - that
you are not trying to convert him, as if announcing the Word of Christ to our neighbor
was something nasty, and indeed you declare that apostleship is solemn
nonsense: who are you really, man in white?
You who display malignant pleasure in using the
most ambiguous, the most disconcerting words, sowing doubt and discomfort
instead of announcing with clear and candid words the one and only truth of
Christ; you who say to a group of children that nobody knows why suffering
exists, and one of those children, had lost his mother and asks you for a word
of comfort and you respond that not only you cannot give it to him, but that he
needs to distrust those who say they have that word?
What kind of father would respond in such a way to his suffering son and
who, inexpert in life is already experiencing a pain much greater than himself, but
is seeking a guide, a light, a ray of hope? What kind of father gives a stone
or a serpent to his hungry son asking for a piece of bread? Well then, what is that unspeakable secret
nesting in your soul? Come on, out with it, man in white! The masquerade is
over. Tell us out loud who you really are…
Translation: Contributor Francesca Romana
