Le Corbusier, Holy Saturday, and Narnia

As stories such as this and this and this become more common, it will gradually dawn on those who affirm the Christian faith taught by the Catholic Church that we are being marginalized, ghettoed, and quarantined.

For a "greater good" or some such falderal of secular Pelagian Gnosticism, Mother Church is being tarred as the obstacle to the human utopia of the 21st century. Belief that a Supreme Being values human life, from conception to the last dying breath, for instance, is horse and buggy; Planned Parenthood and euthanasia are bullet train and Le Corbusier.

In this sense, Catholics are faced with a new persecution with a militant, technologically-enhanced efficiency never dreamed of by Lord Cecil and the cabal behind Elizabeth's throne during the English reformation. It is wrong to think the internet will somehow be immune.

Areas to look for guidance and hope during these apocalyptic times include all of Walker Percy's works, C. S. Lewis's That Hideous Strength and Prince Caspian, as well as J. R. R. Tolkien's Lord of the Rings. Of these, Prince Caspian may be the best: the Telmarines have driven Old Narnia out of court, influence, and consciousness. Yet the Old Narnians remain; one, Dr. Cornelius, has become the tutor of the young prince himself, infiltrating the royal family itself with the values, lore, and faith of Old Narnia.

And, as I have written, we must never count out Providence in our battle with neo-paganism. Despair, as Holy Saturday reminds us, is a fleeting thing to those who place their hope, faith, and love in the Lord Jesus Christ.