Yes, God is Infinite Love. Don’t EVER let anyone poison your mind and heart to doubt this.

As has been foreseen for many, many years now, certain (now-ex) Trad Inc. partisans are kamikaze-diving into the death of atheism, deism, luciferianism, apostasy and/or schism – driven to this not only by a pre-existing cancer of atheism/agnosticism which was openly discussed behind closed doors for YEARS, but sent into their suicide-dive by the intransigent and prideful insistence that FWANCISS IS DEFINITELY POPE, STOOPID!  Holding a wildly irrational and completely objectively self-contradictory position is going to result in an eventual species of insanity – which apostasy is. Just ask Lucifer and the demons. To attempt to hold positions that are obvious violations of the Law of Non-contradiction will only result in a descent into the epitome of total madness – freely choosing to reject God, choosing to reject Infinite Love Himself, exactly as satan and the demons did.

God cannot be both Truth Itself, and a liar.  God cannot be both perfectly faithful to His promises, and an oath-breaker.  A man cannot be both the Principle of Unity and the vector of schism.  Reality cannot be X today, and declared ex post facto to be the opposite of X today at some point in the future – i.e. “Bergoglio is the Pope today, but a future Pope might declare that he wasn’t.”

When such drooling irrationality and detachment from the Real is not only engaged but enthusiastically embraced, one ends up emoting such scandalous bilge as: “God’s a jerk! I was brainwashed!  I was guilt-tripped! The Catholic Church is an abuse cult that operates on gaslighting and Stockholm syndrome! Lucifer was right to rebel against God! Humanity has had the good-evil labels backwards all along: Lucifer is the good one, and God is the evil monster! I stopped going to Mass years ago! The Roman Church went into schism from the True Church in 1054! Anyone who doesn’t join me in my schism and apostasy is a psychopath cult-zombie who worships the Pope!”

Let’s talk about the selfsame God that these souls-in-powerdive have no problem insulting, and in one case categorically refuse to worship publicly.

I want you to watch this video of a father and son being reunited at the airport, after being apart for the first time in the son’s life for one week.  You’ve probably seen this, but even so, go ahead and watch it again. The son is 53, with Down’s syndrome, and appears to be mostly sub-verbal. The father is 88.  This is one of the best allegories of the Love of God the Father for us that I have ever seen. Watch:

Look at the love of the father for his son – you can almost feel it radiating out and enfolding the son as a tangible thing. Look at the two of them as they stare at each other and take each other in.  Does it matter that the son is so far below the father in terms of intellectual prowess? Not at all.  The father loves the son with his whole being. And OBVIOUSLY so.  And the son, arguably with the decided advantage of Down’s syndrome and thus almost incapable of pride or indifference, recognizes his father as loving him, and loves him in return.

Now.  Let’s pretend that it isn’t the Down’s syndrome son in this clip, but it is instead that it is your typical human being today.  It might go something like this:

Instead of bounding down the escalator and running to embrace the father, the typical ingrate human today might roll his eyes at the sight of the father and mumble to himself, “Oh here we go.  It always has to be about him, doesn’t it? He always has to be the center of everything. Now he’s set me up so that I have to pretend that I’m happy to see him in front of all of these people, or else I’m the bad guy. He’s SO manipulative. What a jerk.”

Then our loveless ingrate gets off the escalator and with the father there looking at him with overflowing love, instead of even greeting his father, the ingrate says, “Let’s GO.  I want to get home.  You just HAD to put me on the early flight, didn’t you? You just had to put me in business class, not first class. All you care about is saving a buck. You don’t give a crap about me and never have.” 

Then our ingrate might lay into the father with something along the lines of, “You know, if you REALLY loved me you would have paid for me to go on trips like this before, and instead of a week it would have been two weeks. And why couldn’t you put me up at the Ritz Carlton instead? And why didn’t you give me more spending money?”

Then, maybe something along the lines of, “And the check-in counter people were rude to me, the security people treated me like crap, the pilots intentionally flew through turbulence just because they knew it would trigger my anxiety, and the flight attendant was ugly and a total witch. And here you stand, not doing anything about it.  Why aren’t you defending me? I know why: BECAUSE YOU DON’T CARE ABOUT ME. You’re just an indifferent jerk.  And spare me the sad looks.  I KNOW it’s all an act. I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE. And I know all of those people who abuse me are YOUR HENCHMEN.”

“You treat me like crap and then act like I’m supposed to ignore it just because you’re my father? Just because you say, ‘I love you?’ I’ve never had any actual experience of your love for me. It’s all a mind game. You’re like a cult leader.  And you know what?  I’m on to you.  I’m not falling for any more of your brainwashing and power games.  I’m done with you.  Guess what: YOU’RE NOT MY FATHER ANYMORE, AND I’M NOT YOUR SON.  For once in my life, I’m going to put ME first. I’m done with you and your abuse. GET AWAY FROM ME.”

And then maybe one last parting shot: “You know what? At least I’m not the total failure as a father that you are.  I would NEVER treat my kids the way you treat yours.  I’d never treat a DOG the way you treat yours.”

Now put into your mind’s eye the father from the clip above – that man so filled with love for his son – and imagine not the Down’s Son, but your average person, your average ex-Trad Inc. apostate, yourself, me, thus treating the father.  Because that’s pretty much what we all do, to one degree or another.

Imagine raging into that face.  Imagine ostentatiously refusing and walking away from the open arms of the father.

This is what happens when we don’t have a personal relationship with God.  This is what happens when God and His Church are a mere philosophy, a mere social club, a mere legalistic contract, or worst of all, and it must be said, a racketeering front for running a grifting scheme or a sex ring.

This is what happens when we categorically refuse to believe that God loves us personally and infinitely, because the realization that we have spat in the face of Love – allegorized in the video above – is too much for our pride to bear.  So, the prideful answer is to turn on God, to turn on Love, exactly like satan and the demons did.  

And then, like satan and the demons, the soul that has spat in the face of Love wants to drag as many other souls into his suicidal vortex as he can, to convince as many others as he can that God is the “jerk”, and that he is the real victim, and that the “jerk” God will victimize you too, unless you heed the Great Victim’s deep wisdom and join him in his… enlightenment.

Run, folks. RUN to the Father. Slide down the escalator rail and then sprint into His arms with the focus and determination of the son in thee clip above. Do that every day.  Do it in prayer, do it by visiting Our Lord reposed in the Tabernacle, do it in the Confessional, and do it most especially at the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass. RUN to Him. Because Infinite Love is standing there at the proverbial base of the escalator in the arrivals hall waiting for you, and always has been.

I hope this helps.

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