Where there is no hatred of heresy, there is no holiness
If we hate the sin and he must have hated him, purely, like men, we should do more penance, we should inflict self-punishment, we should feel sorry for our sins with more consistency . Then a Again, the ultimate disloyalty to God is heresy. It is the sin of sins, the most disgusting things that God hates evil in this world. However, understand that they were too little odious! It is the desecration of God's truth, which is the worst of all impurities.
However, little if we do it! We see it, and remain calm. We play and we shudder. We mix with it and have no fear. We see that touch the holy things, and we have no sense of sacrilege. Breathe your scent, and show no signs of hatred or disgust. Some of us seems their friendship, and some even mitigated his guilt. We do not we love God enough to worry about His Glory. We do not love men enough to be really charitable to their souls.
Lost touch, taste, vision, and every sense of celestial consciousness, we can dwell in the midst of this odious pest with imperturbable calm, reconciled with his cowardice, not without some liberal professions of admiration boastful , perhaps even with a sample solicitous of sympathy tolerant.
Why we are so far below the ancient saints, and even the modern apostles of recent times, the abundance of our conversations? Because we do not old austerity. For us we need the spirit of the old Church, the ancient ecclesiastical genius. Our charity is false, because it is not severe, and is unconvincing, because it is false.
We have no devotion to truth as truth, as God's truth. Our zeal for souls is weak, because we have no zeal for the honor of God. We act as if God were completed by the conversion, when trembling souls rescued by an excess of mercy.
We say to the men's half true, half that best suits our own cowardice and vanity, and then we wonder why so few were converted, and that of those few many apostatize.
We are so weak as to be surprised that our half-truths fail as well as the integrity of God's truths.
Where there is no hatred of heresy, no holiness.
A man who could be an apostle, it becomes a festering in the church for lack of this righteous indignation.
Father Frederick Faber was one of the most eminent and beloved Catholic writers of the late nineteenth century.
Taken from La Preciosa Blood
"for this I came into the world to bear witness to the truth" (Jn 18, 37 .)
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