Dear Jesus, the most gentle of men, what profits us if we win the war on terror, conquer the world, and lose our immortal souls? Through your prevenient grace soften our hard hearts, teach our leaders to encourage us, and to awaken in us the spirit of love and sacrifice that have made our country a great nation under God. I too feel fear, daily, not of terrorists, but of my terriffied fellow citizens who have become so hard, so cruel, so bent on destruction. Wealth Bondage is all they know of life, the world of the flesh, of lust, cupidity, of worldly hiearchy. False preachers teach the Gospel of Fear and Hate. And even our own Pope speaks, to my fallen ears, most like a man lost in the dark wood of prejudice. War never ending is the war against evil, for we are fallen creatures, who see the mote in the other's eye, while missing the beam in our own eye. Jesus, you knew us and know us so well. I see but little. Your purposes surpass my understanding. Dear Jesus, Prince of Peace, calm our troubled world and our troubled souls. I speak in humility of heart as one of small importance, the least of your children, but if it pleases you, make of me a more perfect instrument of thy will though it mean my suffering and death in imitation of thee. In thy holy name I pray.
Dear Father, my Brother in the Body of Christ, J. Alva Scruggs, has written on Fun under.wealthbondage. As did you, he seeks to inspire a social movement for the good of others. He speaks of gifts and hospitality. The holy martyrs, like St. Lucy herself, went singing to their doom. May I when I am called to imitate your sacrifice go without complaint. We will not strew even a pinch of incense on Candidia's Altar. I will not worship the Market, nor the Idols the idolaters call "Brands." I would rather die as I have lived faithful to Thee, whose Kingdom is not of this earth. Meanwhile, here in the Catacombs, bless our fellowship and may we have fun too, amidst the dust and the bones of the liberals martyred in thy name. Forgive the Forces of Freedom, for they know not what they do. May they have eyes to see and ears to hear thy holy word. Support me in the hour of my need that I might bear witness. Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. If I pray in error, correct me. If my feet are on the wrong path, guide me. Amen.