What firmly held convictions lie at the root of the WCC’s fundamental practice?
What is the one secret that sometimes gives to the eyes of ‘born again’ Christians that far-away gleam as if they are already fixed on Paradise, but more often than not gives those eyes an expression that exposes the inner fanaticism associated with this secret?
Whence the strength of that unknown force shared by all the Modernists which has catapulted them through the sound barrier into a strange trajectory that seems to hold them forever captive in their orbit by the attraction of some unholy fascination? What makes them enter the slippery slide of believing, with their characteristic unconcern for ipso facto excommunication - the opposite of what the Holy Catholic Church has taught with perennial unanimity - and yet still be convinced that they believe in the same Church?
What will make a priest ruin the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass, and will make a woman go on the pill, in the firm conviction that all who oppose the use they make of their newly-found ‘freedom’ have lost touch with the Catholic Church?
What makes a nun advocate abortion and a priest advocate the abolition of the papacy over national TV and radio in favour of a conciliar ‘church’? What makes Catholic teachers vote in workshops of Catholic education conferences for massive dissent from the hierarchical Church because this ‘outmoded model’ opposes women-priests, married clergy and gay and contraceptive lifestyles?
Yes, what is the one answer to all these questions? What is the name of this inner conviction, this fascination? By what name must be identified this gravitational force that keeps so many Catholics in strange orbits around a new centre of attraction, ostensibly stronger and more appreciated than the one exerted by Our Lord in the Blessed Sacrament - one of those discarded doctrines no longer allowed to be held or taught in that new, big, extravagant ‘church’ being built around the globe by the false ecumenism?
What has been that blinding flash of inspiration in which Satan has transformed himself as an angel of light to modern man, that pathetic end-product of a faked evolution? If indeed evolution has everything to do with this new fascination at the expense of Divine Revelation, around which planet, then, is the whole World Council of Churches and the whole Modernist movement held in orbit, helplessly, as if by invisible strings? If it is a ‘planet’ discovered by ‘evolution’, then it can only be the true ‘Planet of the Apes’, a ‘planet’, that is, of do-as-you-go-along, of endless imitations and improvisations; an imaginary planet found by a pseudo-science to feed a truly false religion, the ‘habitat’ where the ‘religion’ of the ‘Cosmic Christ’ feels at home.
Here we may for a moment interrupt our search for the one answer to all the above questions, as here it is the appropriate place to impress on our readers how far removed we are from casting any slur on any individual effort made daily by members of the human race to lift their souls to God. With our Divine Master and our holy Mother the Catholic Church, we have great compassion on any Samaritan woman at any well anywhere in the world, or with any repentant sinner crucified on the cross of his own making. But what is singled out here for severe castigation, and held aloft for global condemnation, is precisely the same thing for which Our Blessed Lord reserved His harshest words and His most severe indictment:-
Alas for you, scribes and Pharisees, you hypocrites! You who shut up the Kingdom of Heaven in men’s faces, neither going in yourselves nor allowing others to go in who want to. [Mt. 23:13].
A lawyer then spoke up. “Master”, he said, “when you speak like this you insult us too”. “Alas for you, lawyers”, He replied ... “You have taken away the key of knowledge. You have not gone in yourselves and have prevented others going in who wanted to”. [Lk. 11:45, 52].
You will die in your sin! [Jo. 8:21, 24, 24 again].
What was at stake then, in the days of Our Lord, to deserve this clearest of warnings, is still very much at stake here and now. It is now, as it was then, the organised effort, imposed by a handful at the top, to keep away from Revelation any Samaritan woman at any well of the world, and any Catholic child in any Catholic school. Here and now we are not dealing with adherents of strange religions: we are dealing with the organised effort of the Modernists and the World Council of Churches to keep the peoples of the world away from the Catholic Church, and to gather them all into a kind of man-made structure where they are allowed to believe what they like as long as it is NOT Revealed Truth, as held up by the Catholic Church for the salvation of mankind. And in the chaos that must inevitably follow the forced captivity in such stifling surroundings, the ‘key of knowledge’ has been conveniently lost ...
And now the one answer to all the queries with which we started our research into the need for discernment is staring us in the face.
Now we understand the deadly incantations the witches were chanting while brewing the potions of ‘the great apostasy’, not only on the moors of England, but precisely in the ‘dark workshops’ of the fatal congresses of the WCC from 1961 onwards: New Dehli, Upsala, Bangkok, Kyoto, Louvain, Canberra, and ever since. When we read the proceedings of these great world gatherings, we see the dried-up stains left by the spilled potions drunk at these assemblies by ex- and non-Catholic members in attendance; mute testimonies to the fundamental switch.
And the ‘Cosmic Christ’ of New Dehli in 1961 is the biggest spill of them all, a religious oil-slick of such formidable proportions that it has gone right around the world with devastating effect. Its give-away message is so clear that it cannot possibly be misread or misunderstood. And this same message, this same fundamental switch, lies expressed in the garbled versions of ‘sermons’ preached by priests who desperately want to “look like the Lamb”, but who inwardly have become so mesmerised by the new siren song of freedom and liberation that, according to St. John, they “speak like the Dragon”.
And what is this glittering promise? What is this cherished lolly, so sticky that it is impossible to remove it from the hands of those who clutch it? This one card on which every Modernist has staked his or her eternal salvation? The one doctrine that must be right, or else the world-wide revolt against a 2000-year old Church has been in vain? The one last antidote wayward bishops, priests, nuns, catechists, theologians and teachers hope will commute to an ineffectual censure Our Lord’s final death sentence:
“You will die in your sins?”