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Truth And Loving People

I've loved a lot of people in my time. That is to say, I have felt the sentiment or the emotion of love, which I readily grant, is not the extent of it, or even its essence. Sometimes, you have to tick a person off to love them. Truth and love are never far apart in the good life.

This blog in general is devoted to truth in love. For example, I think being Protestant is tenuous. Perhaps today is the day that modernity and postmodernity take down whatever ecclesial edifice you happen to be inhabiting; maybe you have been taken down long ago by persistent falsehood without knowing it. But I can only rejoice in new appointments to the pastorate insofar as it helps my friends eat and feed their families. Also, I can rejoice in those elements of truth still found and heard in those places. But the first hard truth of the day is this: that truth was stolen from the Catholic Church. Creedal Christianity is Catholic Christianity. It's just as well that truth was stolen; after all, it was stolen by the Church's own sons and daughters, largely.

We have an obligation to do better than, "real but imperfect communion." Jesus prayed for more than that. Our hearts ring out for more than that. When I say that you fail to make a principled distinction in arguing for your position, I mean practically that a hack with a theology that's a bad joke from the first millenium can argue it to ends that are, to say the least, undesirable. A principled position can be applied to all relevant situations, past, present, or future. "An ecumenical council is always to be held true" is a principled position. "An ecumenical council is always false" is also a principled position.

I'm thrilled in one sense, discerning Protestant, that your position is unprincipled. But entropy and the reality of Sola Scriptura will make it for naught. The ship is sinking; jump off.

Why am I Catholic? Because it's true. Because honesty and truth demanded it.

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