Sunday, July 24, 2011

Some Relevant Preaching Please

Yesterday was the Gay Pride March in Halifax, the culmination of Gay Pride Week. The March was scheduled to go right past the Roman Catholic basilica shortly after 1 pm. My husband and I had gone to the 12:15 Mass there at the basilica, and we had to drive back through the traffic jam caused by the parade.

The Gospel reading at Mass was the parable about the weeds being sown amongst the crop at night and the servants asking the master where did those weeds come from? should we go and pull them out? The master's reply was no, let both weeds and good plants grow together and when the crop was harvested, the weeds would be separated out and burned.

I couldn't help but think how apt the reading was for what was just about to happen outside the front doors of the very church we were in. The weeds of homosexual behaviour, the agenda to make us all accept deviant sexual behaviour as normal is well underway. Surely the very least our priests could do is give people some directions on how to deal with this.

Instead, a dry sermon that made it all abstract as if our faith is to be lived in some other dimension. Meanwhile, the people will emerge from the church into a world that is laughing at our values and we aren't even being given any armour with which to equip ourselves.

Again today, in the Sunday homily, the priest asked the question "what are the big issues in the news this week?" and he spoke of the media scandal in Britain and how absolute power corrupts, and then he spoke of the terrorist attacks in Oslo, Norway. I was hoping that he would mention Gay Pride, but I guess that is just too politically incorrect. He would probably get taken to the Human Rights Commission for being homophobic if he were to say anything about how we are to deal with the strident homosexual attack upon Christian sexual morals.

This leaves the average person in the pews with no direction as to how to deal with this most in-your-face attack. Surely we need more help to handle Gay Pride week than we do the attacks in Oslo or the phone-hacking in Britain. If no help is given, people will simply be indoctrinated by the outside world into thinking that they have to be tolerant to the point of actually accepting deviant sexual behaviour as normal.

I just hope that once, and sooner rather than later, some priest will have the guts to speak clearly about what is going on. We are meant to be a light in the darkness, not to be passive bystanders as evil sweeps through our land. The Bible is very clear about homosexual behaviour; it is condemned by Scripture as sinful. So too are heterosexual relations outside of the marriage bond. Both are sinful behaviours.

Silence on the part of clergy simply allows the culture to evangelize Christians instead of the other way around. People within the church actually think that they can sugar coat illicit sexual relations by justifying anything done within the name of love. But that is not what Scripture tells us and it certainly isn't helping anyone to work out their salvation by turning a blind eye to their sin.

2 comments:

island breezes said...

Excellent commentary. No 'gay pride' here- yet. Our homily today was a bit more helpful- a reminder that we have to be living the Kingdom of God here and now.We have to sort out the good from the evil, build the good and eradicate the evil in our lives. Our priest warned us, that if we wait , thinking the Kingdom is for later , we can "forget about it! You maybe will not be getting to Heaven!" That is a message we always need to hear.

Roseberry said...

While I was not in town for either the Mass or the Parade that day, I can almost hear in my head the homily that your heard. It might be better, Ive often thought, for many priests to omit the homily altogether and allow the message of the Scriptures to be carried by the Scriptures, which have power in their language.

Similarly, when I hear most of the music at Masses in our diocese, I think that there is much to be said for the Sunday, 7:30 a.m. Mass at the Basilica, where, except when we have some new or visiting priest, there is no singing outside the Sunday "Alleluia", no wretched self-referential 1970s pop songs, no salsa-beat Sanctus.