By Victor Baca
The Blockhouse Volume 2, #2
Wait, what’s that sound? Oh, just the bleating of Catholic sheep grazing at the altar, in front of Jesus, no less. Imagine you’re in Perth, Australia, in the middle of the Catholic Holy Mass, and the cops walk in. Four of you aren’t wearing masks, one has an exemption. Now some blue-suited “officer of the law” intrudes and starts reading the riot act to the assembled sheep because someone is having a bad day, with no one to scold. So that person called the cops, who dutifully came out to disrupt a spiritual place whereby bread and wine are turned into the body and blood of Christ, which is then partaken by the parishioners. We do it to commemorate the gift Christ gave us through His public humiliation and death so we could be saved.
So where’s the outrage at this desecration? The priest was ashamed that he put the cops through the trouble. After all, wearing a mask is akin to worshiping at the altar of the law. Comply or else. Four put on masks in submission to the state, one was let off on a cowardly “exemption.” Did no one have the guts to tell the cops to literally “go to hell,” for this desecration of a solemn ceremony whereby the congregation is witnessing the miracle of the Catholic Mass commemorating The Last Supper? I don’t think this is what Jesus Christ had in mind when he made mention of His flock.
Is there no one willing to stand for freedom of religion, no matter where the country or circumstances? Yet we allow, even applaud, ceremonies involving innocent California school children paying homage to evil entities of the bloody Aztec faith and the unholy mumbling of satanists in after-school club meetings. How bravely accommodating we the citizens are to show our “tolerance.” Yet no one stands for freedom when assaulted by uniformed tyrants daring to intrude upon something far greater than the silly mandates from a judge’s bench or the scribbling of an anonymous bureaucrat, which now apparently takes precedence over scripture and the will of God.
How far we as a population have fallen-no matter where in the world we are. I walked away from the Catholic church and now embrace the Bible and the truth within it’s pages. It had alot to do with the mercy offered by Christ to cleanse us of the burden of sin and the guilty shame that sin imposes on us. I was raised to believe that we are forgiven by a priest in a box telling the penitent that we can be saved from sin, if we only say three “Hail Marys” and a couple of “Our Fathers.” My catechism said that it was the priest who forgave our sins in Jesus’ name. Why put a mere man between you and Christ? It didn’t make a lick of sense to me. Then I read what the Bible truly said about how you can only come to God directly through Jesus Christ, trusting in Him and accepting the sacrifice that He made for each individual one of us so we would be saved. Still, I believe that the Catholic Mass has the power to bring us closer to God if for no other reason than to begin to understand the truth of salvation.
I have already made a solemn oath that if any cop, or heath department appointed officer of the “law” ever intrudes into my domain with the demand that I produce my Papers of Compliance or accept a needle full of poison into my arm, “Or else,” my response will be swift and decisive, and totally within the law. There comes a time when we either stand up and become warrior sheep, answering with a righteous growl or, instead, comply with a cowardly bleat.
At first, when I read the article about the authorities intruding into a place of worship to make the sheep comply, I was ashamed to be a Christian. Then I realized that I was actually ashamed that the faithful did not take on the armor of protection that God offers all believers, and stand up to this outrage, fighting for their God-given rights. Each time we comply, we endanger ourselves in the long run. With each complicit rolling over like a scared puppy, exposing your belly in submission, the idiotic governmental demands increase to the point where you’re imprisoned by your own choices.
It’s time for this shit to end. No longer must we comply with the evils of our perverted medical system, where trust is displaced by the money to be made for every “covid” patient they kill. Neither should we ever again comply with shifting reality and demands from a faucian charlatan declaring what is and isn’t “science.” This may sound like the mad ramblings of a christian holy roller, but mark my words, there will come a time, and it’s coming soon, where we will consider ourselves lucky to still be alive to ask God for mercy and forgiveness. It’s never too late, not until we breathe our last, and finally give up our soul to whoever or whatever we pledge our allegiance to. The choice is yours, choose wisely.