Separation when it’s convenient for my views

Separation when it’s convenient for my views

A local newspaper does a re-hash and expansion of an article I linked the other day about the Massachusetts state representative told by her pastor she wasn’t welcome to be a cantor. The article quotes me and my brother-in-law Peter Campbell. Guess which side we came down on. Guess which side the other pro-abortion Catholic politician and the Voice of the Faithful members came down on.

As usual, the pro-abort pol’s reasoning is specious:

“It’s unfortunate the church got involved in politics,” says [newly elected Salem state. rep. John] Keenan. “It’s a slippery slope. Where do they draw the line and whom could it impact down the road? I’d bet there are a lot more people in that parish that are pro-choice or support same-sex marriages.”

I wonder if Keenan would find it so unfortunate if the Church started penalizing politicians who support the war in Iraq or who want tax cuts or want to change the welfare system? My bet is that his principled stand on the separation of church and state would suddenly wither away.

  • In my Thanksgiving homily, I read from George Washington’s proclamation setting aside a day for giving thanks, in 1789.  He began, “Whereas it is the duty of all nations to acknowledge the providence of Almighty God…”  He goes on to say that he was requested by both houses of Congress to reccomend that the people spend a day in public prayer and giving thanks.

    In 1863, Lincoln made Thanksgiving permanent, again making it clear that we should give thanks to “the most high God.”

    I just can’t imagine where these bozos get the idea that God isn’t part of everything that we do, whether it’s politics or anything else.

    Both proclamations are on the web.  My homily is on my blog.

  • “Where do they draw the line…”

    Comes down to the feeling of many that the Church’s beliefs and teachings are subject to a popularity contest or the latest opinion poll.

    Jesus was so popular that he was crucified.