Why Politics Is A Dirty Game

I apologized to my blog readers 2 posts ago for getting political in my blog, when it should be about the Lord, our approach to Him and His expectations of us. The title of this blog is ambiguous, and this is intended. It is not about the machinations of politics; who cares?, but the fallout politics can create.

I have been seriously agitated since election day, but not for the reason you may expect: who got elected, and the sea change I expect in the moral fabric of our great country. This is a small part, since there is little we can do about it. The loser wasn't that terrific either. What a sad state of things when the choices are so ... inadequate.

My agitation should come as no surprise to anyone who reads my blog regularly (both of you ...). But, for once, it is righteous anger, and anger is the correct response to evil.

What on earth could he be talking about?

My daughter is a pro life, traditional Catholic young woman (so is our son, but he's a boy ...). Our daughter chose to follow the directives of the Church in deciding for whom to vote. The Church says, and I totally agree, there was no moral equivalent to the abortion issue in this campaign. Everything else pales in comparison. Also, the Church is quite clear that voting for an abortion candidate, when there is a life candidate available, is to commit mortal, soul imperiling, sin. I also agree with this. I also believe that no legitimate Faith can condone abortion ... or does.

So, here is the kicker: our daughter took a verbal beating for her stance that continued for too long a period. This is at a Catholic school, no less. Not the faculty, but the students (though some of the secular professors sound kind of "off' a little). This bothers me -- agitates me -- for a couple of reasons:

~ if you go to a Catholic university and browbeat someone with whom you disagree, I am compelled to ask, what the heck are you doing at a Catholic University? Rule Number 2: love thy neighbor. Rule number 3 (I made this one up): don't gloat. The sin of pride.

~ if you go to a religious school and don't buy into the program ... huh?

~ if you condemn a fellow Catholic for following the Church's teaching ... huh?

~ if you are a crumb to start with ... huh?

~ huh?

All these point to one area: the sin of pride. The actual sin of the garden, where you can become god also. One may say I will follow some of what the Church teaches since I know what is best. Huh? Look, I did it too till I grew a brain in my head. 2,000 years and geniuses evaluating the correct responses to moral issues ... and we know more than they do?

Huh? Thank God my cerebrum actually grew as perscribed ...

If you beat up someone, especially for something as transitory as politics, you can see how politics is a filthy business on every level. In the greater scheme of things, it means so little. Unable to see the forest for the trees; what this whole collective response really shows. Basically, we are twits. And sinful, prideful ones, at that.

But, once again, we are saved. We have recourse. We can repent, ask for forgiveness sincerely and move on. This is guaranteed. Gosh, pride is a terrible thing. Just this one example shows how limiting it can make someone.

Humility is the answer. Jesus came to serve, not be served. We need to love in His majestic way. And to serve. If we follow these 2 basic rules, think how close to heaven we can get.

God bless,
KJPrice