A Psalm for the Royal Heart

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Psalm 100 (101) appeared recently in the Liturgy of the Hours, described as “The Psalm of a good ruler.” In fact, the Douay-Rheims version begins with, “a psalm for David himself.”

It struck me that this would make an excellent prayer for the Royal Heart who prays for the Christian Monarchies, their well-being, the devotion of their people, and the edification of their Christian cultures. I have started the practice of praying this psalm once a day for my adopted royals, for all Christian Monarchies, and for the leaders of my own country (the Royal Heart must always pray and sacrifice in patriotic duty to one’s own country in addition to our adopted royals).

I find it to be a great blessing and a very biblical way to pray for the Christian Monarchs. Following are two versions, the first being from the New Jerusalem bible and the second being from the Douay-Rheims.

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New Jerusalem (Psalm 100):

1 I will sing of faith love and judgment; to you, Yahweh, will I make music.

2 I will go forward in the path of the blameless; when will you come to me? I will live in purity of heart, in my house,

3 I will not set before my eyes anything sordid. I hate those who act crookedly; this has no attraction for me.

4 Let the perverse of heart keep away from me; the wicked I disregard.

5 One who secretly slanders a comrade, I reduce to silence; haughty looks, proud heart, these I cannot tolerate.

6 I look to the faithful of the land to be my companions, only he who walks in the path of the blameless shall be my servant.

7 There is no room in my house for anyone who practices deceit; no liar will stand his ground where I can see him.

8 Morning after morning I reduced to silence all the wicked in the land, banishing from the city of Yahweh all evil-doers.

Douay-Rheims (Psalm 101)

1 A psalm for David himself. Mercy and judgment I will sing to thee, O Lord: I will sing,

2 and I will understand in the unspotted way, when thou shalt come to me. I walked in the innocence of my heart, in the midst of my house.

3 I did not set before my eyes any unjust thing: I hated the workers of iniquities.

4 The perverse heart did not cleave to me: and the malignant, that turned aside from me, I would not know.

5 The man that in private detracted his neighbour, him did I persecute. With him that had a proud eye, and an unsatiable heart, I would not eat.

6 My eyes were upon the faithful of the earth, to sit with me: the man that walked in the perfect way, he served me.

7 He that worketh pride shall not dwell in the midst of my house: he that speaketh unjust things did not prosper before my eyes.

8 In the morning I put to death all the wicked of the land: that I might cut off all the workers of iniquity from the city of the Lord.

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Through French Eyes: The Counterrevolution

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Through French Eyes: The Counterrevolution

This section will lay out what we propose will be very effective tactics for aiding the restoration of the Catholic Church, which is the Kingdom of God on earth, and for doing our small part in saving her from the hellish forces of Protestantism, Eastern New Age Paganism, and the mother of all anti-Church Satanic influences, Freemasonry, the latter of which seeks a blasphemous one world religion where all churches are seen simply as a melting pot of spirituality energizing the building of a utopian, anti-God, secular humanist, earthly City of Man and which, collectively, adores Man himself through his “self-actualization,” “self-awareness,” and, essentially, his “divine-self.” The tactics here are intended as specific antidotes to these anti-Church forces that spiritually poison the Church and are related to RoyaumeFrance’s three primary programs supporting our Mission and Vision, namely:

Seek the Kingdom through True Devotion to the Blessed Virgin Mary and habitual Eucharistic adoration.

Love the Kingdom through a journey on the Trail of the Dogmatic Creed to “La France Mystique,” that is, “Mystical France” with St. Joan of Arc and St. Thérèse of Lisieux.

Defend the Kingdom through devotion to the Counterrevolutionary spirit of traditional French Catholicism and of the culture of Christendom that developed through the centuries around the Faith of the ages.

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Three fundamental points must be understood be every faithful Catholic, whether or not they find specific affection in devotion to Traditional French Catholic Spirituality and the Renaissance of Catholic France, for RoyaumeFrance, as stated in point four of her ten points, does not consider herself as normative for the Church; she is simply designed as one Counterrevolutionary force supporting the universal Church and is for those who feel special devotion to the Blessed Virgin Mary’s Mystical Kingdom of France. It is in the French mindset, however, that we gain a unique insight, for France is, and has been historically, the great battle ground between the Church and the anti-Church forces. It is through the evils of the French Revolution that we see Satan’s strategy, which began in the Protestant Revolution, now officially codified in language. It is this same strategy that he is using to fan the flames of revolution inside the Church today. That strategy is: “Liberté, Egalité, Fraternité.”

The cry of the French Revolutionaries that later so inspired Lenin and the Bolsheviks in Russia has become the cry of revolutionaries in the Church; though, the latter’s language is predictably obscure and deceptive. RoyaumeFrance aims here to call it out into the sunlight that we might defend ourselves from it and ultimately to destroy it.

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The Problem

The attack on Christ’s Holy Catholic Church through the post-Vatican II years has come along the very same three avenues whereby Satan so horrifically raged against the Church during the French Revolution. The “smoke of Satan” entering the Church after Vatican II (as described by Pope Paul VI) was the very smoke that burned in the Bolshevik Revolution and which was in turn inspired by the French Revolution of the “enlightenment,” which was itself inspired by the American Revolution with its “Separation of Church and State,” all of which ultimately spawned from the evils of the Protestant Revolution. These three points are critical to understanding the Freemasonry-inspired confusion in the Church which gives, temporarily and only by the mysterious will of God, free reign for Satan to walk through the Kingdom of God on earth and to mock our Savior as he did on Calvary:

Liberté – religious freedom – the revolution in the Church to promote a Masonic freedom of religion whereby error is given the same rights as Truth and which tends to support democratic spirituality and the formation of Democratic, Constitutional Republics as the governmental “right arm” of Satan’s secular humanism.

Vatican II’s declaration on religious freedom is used by revolutionaries in the Church to destroy the preeminence in society and culture of Jesus Christ and His Body, the Church, all in the name of “freedom.” Liberté is the revolutionary inversion, the turning away, or “un-repentance” from freedom through obedience to God and toward slavery through obedience to man.

Liberté “allows” people to “personally” believe something while never, ever feeling the right to “impose” that belief on others.

Liberté is the battle cry for revolutionaries in the Church who seek to destroy Catholic Christian culture by publicly supporting civil rights for evils such as abortion or same-sex “marriage” while claiming all the while that they do not “personally” believe that way! The revolutionaries inside the Church now preach that this is the “new” way of Catholicism, or, alternatively, they are forced to unmercifully twist and mangle their words to explain to us that this is “how the pre-conciliar Church really thought.”

In the final analysis, these revolutionaries support a secular freedom that leads to the slavery of Adam over a religious obedience that leads to the freedom of Jesus Christ.

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Egalité – ecumenism – the revolution in the Church to promote the equality of all “Christian” denominations in a false ecumenism which is no more than the frontal assault of the evils of Protestantism in the Church.

Revolutionaries are using the Church’s teaching on ecumenism to mitigate, or even to destroy it seems at times, the Church’s unique claim as the only Church of Jesus Christ and the only Church through which is given us the hope for salvation. We are reduced to the lowest common denominator of belief in order to appear more attractive to Protestants rather than to pronounce the fullness of our faith with vigor so as to convert Protestants to the fullness of Truth in the Catholic Church.

Egalité is the revolutionary inversion, the turning away, or “un-repentance” from the One, Holy, Catholic, and Apostolic Church and toward a new democratic collegiality among baptized Christians, where the revolutionaries would have us seek understanding with and (heaven help us) even learning from heretics and schismatics.

Egalité works in union with liberté to break down the walls of the Church and to carry away her inhabitants as slaves to the new, Masonic, one world spirituality of tolerance and world peace. The Catholic is led to believe that his or her traditional interpretation of the Faith is “intolerant” and “divisive” which are contrary to the “true” teachings of Jesus Christ (apparently only recently discovered through the intellectual superiority of the modern mind!).

The Catholic therefore is led to believe that his or her new chains of slavery in Freemasonic thought are really the vestments of freedom.

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Fraternité – tolerance for other religions – the revolution in the Church to promote the Masonic, one world utopian ideal of world peace through the eradication of religious differences.

Revolutionaries are using the Church’s teachings on other religions with Vatican II’s teaching on salvation outside the Catholic Church to mitigate her missionary and evangelical zeal for the conversion and salvation of souls. Fraternité is the revolutionary inversion, the turning away, or “un-repentance” from the Great Commission of Christ to baptize all nations that the Father’s Kingdom might come “on earth as it is in Heaven” and toward a new Kingdom of Man representing Satan’s Kingdom “on earth as it is in Hell.”

We see here the blasphemous integration of Eastern New Age spiritualities into the Church and her liturgies. A supposed value is promoted regarding the spirituality of Buddhism, Hinduism, and other oriental pagan religions. Tolerance for Islam is promoted as a means of leading the way toward the utopian ideal. Pacifism is promoted (since nothing should ever be defended anyway – to defend means to believe in the superiority of one’s belief – this true belief is despised by revolutionaries).

Catholicism is shamed for her past, and the faithful are told that Jesus really wants (and always did want) the “enlightened,” “progressive,” “modern” way! Original sin no longer exists (nor did it ever really, in the teachings of the revolutionaries), Christ’s death was simply a tragedy of ignorant religious zeal (such as the Catholic Church has expressed through the centuries) and therefore unnecessary. His death on the cross “saves” us through the enlightenment we now receive by the modernist’s intellectual superiority in interpreting the past. Jesus becomes “resurrected” and “alive” in our hearts when we finally eschew all religion and embrace the utopian one world spirituality of man.

Fraternité closes the loop to the unholy trinity with liberté and egalité.

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The Satanic secular virtues of liberté, egalité, and fratenité flew in spirit through the ages from their inception in the Protestant Revolution to the “Enlightenment,” then to the American Revolution of “Separation of Church and State,” then the French Revolution where it became codified, followed by the Bolshevik Revolution, the Sixties “Hippie” Revolution, and now to the modern Secular Humanist Revolution. There is one personified spirit behind all of these revolutions with one, and only one objective: the destruction of the Holy Catholic Church. Liberté, egalité, and fraternité are the inversion of the true virtues of Faith, Hope, and Love. This is the reason that so many Catholics are confused today. They hear words that mimic the Truth while being brow beaten with a supposed charity.

RoyaumeFrance’s Solution

In order to counter these heresies and false spiritualities, and in a spirit of true charity that desires not to see anyone condemned for eternity (which condemnation of souls is the deceptive and ultimate aim of the one world spirituality), RoyaumeFrance has established her programs and objectives. We must be unyielding and indefatigable in our efforts to call out these three key operations of Satan and push back on his revolutionaries both inside and outside the Church through the following:

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Seek the Kingdom – to call out and destroy the influence of liberté through True Devotion to the Blessed Virgin Mary and habitual Eucharistic adoration.

Through the Immaculate Heart of Mary and union with the Real and Substantial Presence of Jesus Christ in His Eucharist, souls will be led to understand that obedience to the dogmas, doctrines, and magisterial teachings of the Church is the narrow but true road leading to the magnificent Kingdom of God. The Virgin Mary with her Son, Who is truly man and truly God and the only Savior of the human race, will never, and can never, deceive.

By obediently “seeking first the Kingdom” in their care, the soul abounds in hopeful joy of finding true freedom in the Kingdom of God.

Love the Kingdom – to call out and destroy the influence of egalité through devotion and consecration to the magnificent saints, Joan of Arc and Thérèse of Lisieux, both secondary co-patronesses of France.

Together with the Virgin Mary, who is truly Queen of France by virtue of King Louis XIII’s consecration of France to her, these two daughters of God will faithfully lead the soul toward a mystical Kingdom, the mystical Kingdom of France, which far outshines any earthly Kingdom.

The soul will come to understand that the Kingdom of God (which, like a mansion with many rooms, encompasses many Kingdoms) has no equal!

The soul will come to understand the beauty of authentic inequality as expressed in the hierarchies of angelic spirits and saintly souls making up the Kingdom as like the various hierarchies of trees, flowers, rivers, meadows, and mountains making up one, indivisible, unified panorama!

Now, there, through the dogmas and doctrines of the Catholic Church, we will find true unity and peace, all in magnificent splendor! It is precisely this true unity and peace in love that the revolutionaries would seek to deny us for the ruin of our souls! It is this true unity and peace in love that we defend and offer to the world!

Defend the Kingdom – to call out and destroy the influence of fraternité through inculcating in our souls a Counterrevolutionary spirit as historically demonstrated by the Catholic and Royal Army of the Vendée during the French Revolution (and which has its counter-part in the Cristeros of Mexico in the early 20th century).

Defense of the Kingdom of God is expressed in a spirit of total love and charity for both God and mankind. We refuse to bow before the false modern spiritualities.

We refuse to offer incense to the false idols of secular humanism as expressed through such totalitarian campaigns as abortion rights, gay rights, and same sex “marriage.” We refuse, and we defend our faith, out of love, for the pagan non-believer, the murderer, the lustful, the unrepentant and active homosexual, the drunk, the blasphemer, or any unrepentant sinner cannot enter the Kingdom of God.

To inspire souls to repent and seek the true Kingdom of God is truly to inspire them with charity, fraternal love, peace, and unity.

Closing Summary on Methodology

Through RoyaumeFrance’s programs, objectives, and methods as explained here and elsewhere in our writings, we seek to leverage the wisdom of the French Catholic experience in order to help restore the Church in the spirit of, “Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done, on earth as it is in Heaven.”

The origins of The Royal Hearts and how I became a Monarchist

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My conversion to Monarchism evolved around the Fall of 2008 when I first began writing. Always from that time, I felt St. Joan of Arc inspiring me to take all of my firmly held beliefs, which are the Dogmas of the Holy Catholic Church, and bring them to their logical conclusion. Concurrent with this, a growing sense of angst enveloped my heart. That angst was what I perceived as a conflict between these Dogmas and different, Protestant and secular dogmas which had been fundamental to my early spiritual development. These latter non-divine dogmas were “Separation of Church and State” and the notion that we should be governed only by “the Will of the People.”

My angst grew. How can a corrupted people effectively make up their own rules for society? Is this not what Adam and Eve did in the Garden, that is, take from God the prerogative to determine right from wrong (eating from the forbidden tree of the knowledge of good and evil)? On the other hand, did not God give Adam and Eve all the freedoms they would ever need or desire (you may eat of any of the trees in the Garden, except…) if only they would obey the Divine Prerogative? Instead, they took things into their own hands; they exerted their own will in deciding right from wrong.

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Separation of Church and State and governing by the Will of the People began to look an awful lot like the sin of Adam and Eve rather than a divinely ordained right.

I wanted to stop before reaching the inevitable conclusion. When I was growing up, my teachers and community taught me the alleged divine ordination of Constitutional Republicanism, Separation of Church and State, and The Will of the People, with all the dogmatic fervor by which the Church teaches the resurrection of Christ and Transubstantiation. Ancient Monarchies were enslaving, and God wanted to free us! He would do so first by freeing us spiritually through something called a “Protestant Reformation” which would counter the evil errors of the Church. Then through the freedom of the individual by this so-called Reformation, in union with another phenomenon called an “Enlightenment” which intellectually and culturally freed mankind after centuries of Monarchical, Church and State totalitarianism, God would rescue us through Revolutions to a new freedom in the Constitutional Republic. This was the essence of the dogmatic teachings of the Protestant, Constitutional Republicans who taught me as a youth. And I bought it hook, line and sinker. I might be forgiven in that, at the time, I was nominally, and by birth, a Protestant.

However, much later, in 2008, I was many years a Catholic. The angst continued. St. Joan of Arc continued to inspire me not to stop until I had reached the logical outcome of my beliefs.

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I then began studying the history of Western Civilization from the time of the fall of the pagan Roman Empire through the Middle Ages up to this alleged “Protestant Reformation.” I drew wildly different conclusions from those dogmatically impressed on me by the Protestant Constitutional Republicans when I was growing up. Conversely, I concluded that this “Reformation” was nothing more than a “Revolution” against the Divine Order as established by Jesus Christ through the Dogmas of His Holy Catholic Church. It was not hard to see that much of what I was taught in my youth about the Church and State prior to this ill-fated Revolution had been misguided at best or overtly false at worst. I began to see that the Catholic Church and the Monarchies that worked hand in hand with her actually built Western Civilization and that the post-Protestant Revolutionary Republics had been, for the last five centuries, tearing it down.

At that point, I had to finish what began in me. I eschewed the old dogmas of Constitutional Republicanism and accepted the Catholic Monarchy as the foundation for my political, social, and cultural orientation, such that I felt a complete sense of integrity and wholeness in my beliefs. The Monarchies, with all of their human faults and disappointments, seemed the closest manifestations to, and most helpful in the facilitation of, the bringing of the Father’s Kingdom “on earth as it is in Heaven.” All that I believed religiously, politically, culturally, and socially fell into place like one beautiful stained-glass mosaic.

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Note that whereas I always felt the inspiration of St. Joan of Arc, the conclusion was mine. I do not make claims for the saints or declare that I know what they think. I simply brought all my beliefs to one, integrated rule of life by her inspiration.

Now, only a few months ago, I was sitting in Mass and praying to St. Clotilda, the wife of King Clovis, and she whom we can rightly consider the Mother of Christendom for her role in bringing about Clovis’ baptism to the true Faith, making him the first Catholic King of the Franks. The inspiration for The Royal Hearts came to me. I wondered why we would not use the concept of “adopting” with regard to the Royal families who represent the last vestiges of ancient Christendom. Why not “adopt a royal family” to ask for God’s grace in restoring the Christian Monarchies and Christian cultures that built an edifying civilization, one that Protestantism with it’s devilish companions, the “Enlightenment” and the Constitutional “Separation” Republic, have torn asunder?

Royal Hearts was born.

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One might ask, given all that is stated above, how can we have a union of Catholics, Protestants, and Orthodox praying for these royal families? Are there not some contradictions in all of us praying for all the Christian Monarchies? Are not Protestantism and Catholicism anathema one to the other?

Yes, I think there are difficulties; however, we leave that to Our Lord, Jesus Christ. These Monarchies represent the baptized and the ancient roots of Christian culture. It might be a broad ecumenical effort, but it certainly is one that also might be rightly placed. The outcomes, we leave to Jesus, Who is the King of all Kings.

How the Royal Heart saves the Church – “a rocklike faith, the kind that would stand though the heavens fell.”

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Charles of Anjou was strikingly different from his brother St. Louis IX, though they had one fundamental aspect in common.

 

He was a strong man, brave as a lion, steadfast and persevering. He said little, slept little, lost no time in diversions, living a chaste and highly disciplined life. He was a mighty warrior, but no crusader; during his long and active career as a prince of Christendom he never set foot in the Holy Land. Few men loved Charles of Anjou; all men respected him, and many feared him. What he and (King Saint) Louis shared was the pearl of great price: a rocklike faith, the kind that would stand though the heavens fell.”

 

~ Warren Carroll, The Glories of Christendom, p. 283

The Royal Heart’s response to today’s crisis in the Church is quite simple. We will follow the example of King St. Louis and his brother Charles of Anjou. Though the entire hierarchy would yield to apostasy and the heavens themselves fall, we will remain, by the grace of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, invincibly Catholic.

That is it. That’s the strategy.

With Our Lord’s help and through our true devotion to the Blessed Virgin Mary, we will stand in our faith when all else collapses. Our secret to saving the Church as Royal Hearts  is simply to remain undefeated.

We can do this only through the power and grace of Jesus Christ. But with that power and grace, we will do it. It is our duty as a Royal Heart under the guidance, patronage, and care of Queen St. Clotilda, the mother of Christendom.

I recently saw the following quote and find it appropriate.

“When Napoleon told Pope Leo that he (Napoleon) would destroy the Papacy and the Church, Pope Leo replied: ‘If we haven’t been able to destroy it, you won’t be able to either.’ ” 

Remain faithful. Remain Catholic. Let Heaven itself fall, and we will remain Catholic. Jesus is with us to the end of the ages.

Queen St. Clotilda, pray for us!

Meditation on the Royal Heart

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The Royal Heart is one that is born not of earth but of the Heavenly Kingdom. We are unable to explain to others our devotion to the Monarchy without revealing a few of the sacred rooms in the castle of our soul. For, devotion to the Monarchy is much more than a devotion to an earthly socio-political model, it is an outpouring of our love for the true Form of the Kingdom of Heaven with its Divine Order beginning with Jesus Christ as King of all Kings and cascading downward, in a Divine Aristocracy, through the Immaculate Heart of Mary with the rest of the communion of saints.

The Royal Heart seeks this Kingdom along the Divine Trail of the Dogmatic Creed, which is the only path leading to the eternal Kingdom. We seek it with the assistance of our saintly sisters, Joan of Arc and Thérèse of Lisieux, who keep us focused on our goal and out of danger as we cross narrow bridges over deep canyons, traipse the steep, dangerous, but truly edifying, rocky paths over the snow packed mountains, and cross slippery, rushing streams running through the pristine meadows leading to the Kingdom of God.

The Royal Heart eschews and shrinks away from the whispers of the Evil Distractor hiding in the Dark Forest, who seeks to taunt us into abandoning the Trail of the Dogmatic Creed for a wide paved highway where we will have an alleged “freedom” to choose our own way over that given to us by God. The Royal Heart understands instinctively and intuitively that we are truly free to make our way to the Kingdom only by staying obedient to the boundaries of the Trail of the Dogmatic Creed. We are truly free only by following that way by which God instructs us.

“You are free to eat of all the trees in the garden. But of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil you are not to eat, for, the day you eat of that, you are doomed to die.” ~ Gen 2:16-17.

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The Royal Heart, through sanctifying grace, arrives to our destination in a union of spirit with God and the communion of saints by the prayer Our Lord taught us: “Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done, on earth as it is in Heaven.” His Kingdom is not of this world, but He desires that we make it present in this world for the salvation of souls. The Monarchy best reflects the order of the Kingdom of Heaven; therefore, the Royal Heart seeks the Monarchy in order to facilitate the coming of His Kingdom.

The Royal Heart, therefore, is fundamentally religious and spiritual and is imbued throughout the substance of our soul through sanctifying grace. It is a yearning for the Kingdom of God and a desire to manifest that Kingdom on earth for the well-being of society and the salvation of mankind.

The Royal Heart reflects the most beautiful color in the Heavens, which is the combined spirituality of St. Joan of Arc and St. Thérèse, by exposing itself to the sunlight of Christ, through the Immaculate Heart of Mary, and in the care of these Heavenly sisters. By reflecting this celestial light, we hope to transform the Church and the world for our Queen, the Blessed Virgin Mary, and our King, the Lord Jesus Christ.

Blessed Virgin Mary, with St. Joan of Arc, St. Thérèse of Lisieux, and St. Clotilda, the spiritual mother of Christendom and of France, pray for us!

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St. Clotilda’s Royal Hearts of the French Catholic Diaspora

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“France was won for the faith, primarily because of Clotilda.” ~ Warren H. Carroll, The Building of Christendom

St. Clotilda, the spiritual mother and Queen of Royal France, was a Burgundian princess when she married Clovis, the King of the Franks in 493 AD. Though her father followed the heretical Arian “Christian” sect, her mother was a devoutly Catholic Burgundian who raised her daughter with a faithful Catholic heart.

“Of all the invading barbarian peoples, only the Burgundians had been marked by consistent fidelity to their promise of service to Rome. They had occupied east central Gaul and what is now western Switzerland, with their capitals at Lyons, Vienne, and Geneva. In 474 the senior of their three kings, Chilperic, received the title of General from one of the last shadow – emperors of the Roman West, and made it meaningful by fighting for Rome against the Visigoths during the last days of the Western Empire. Chilperic was an Arian; but his wife Caretena, whose praises were sung by two contemporary writers in Gaul, was a devout and orthodox Catholic. They had a daughter named Clotilda. Raised at Lyons by such a mother as Carotena, Clotilda would have learned early and well the glorious tale of the martyrs of that city in 177, especially the radiant Blandina; received the blessing of the great St. Avitus, Bishop of Vienne, when he came to court; and been inspired by the example of Lyons’ Bishop Patiens, famous for his charity.” ~ Warren H. Carroll, The Building of Christendom

What kind of a heart, then, did Caretena give to her young princess, for this is the very heart that St. Clotilda gives to us as the French Catholic Diaspora. Though tragically unseen in her lifetime, St. Clotilda imbued the Frankish people and the land of the Franks, what would become France and Germany centuries later, with the spirit of true Christianity in the fullness of the Catholic faith. It is this heart for which we must pray and which we must seek. It is St. Clotilda’s royal, orthodox, Catholic heart with which we must unite our own in order to fulfill our destiny in the French Catholic Diaspora with St. Mary Magdalene, Ste. Jehanne d’Arc, and Ste. Thérèse de Lisieux in the center of the Immaculate Heart of Mary where Jesus Christ reigns in all of His glory.

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“All about Clotilda, as she grew from infancy to girlhood, the old world was crashing down; she, a barbarian princess, belonged to the new one, whatever it might be. Yet the faith that burned in her was the faith of Perpetua, of Cecilia, of Jerome’s Paula – all from the greatest families of Rome, who would have recognized Clotilda instantly as their sister in spirit.” ~ Warren H. Carroll, The Building of Christendom

This is the faith of the saints and the early Christian martyrs. We must understand our own royal hearts to be first and foremost hearts grounded in sanctifying grace through a dogmatic confession of Catholic faith. Royalty is not a mere earthly political construct. True royalty and a genuine royal heart is born of the Holy Spirit through the Immaculate Heart of Mary. The royal heart seeks to fulfill Our Lord’s prayer handed down to us in Scripture that our Father’s will be done, His Kingdom come “on earth as it is in Heaven.” The royal hearts of the French Catholic Diaspora have an innate sense of the Social Kingship of Christ and Jesus Christ as King of Kings. The royal hearts of the French Catholic Diaspora have an innate sense of the mystical relationship between the Kingdom of France and the Immaculate Heart of Mary, Queen of Heaven and earth. The royal hearts of the French Catholic Diaspora reverberate with Ste. Jehanne d’Arc’s mission to restore “true France” where Jesus Christ is King and the earthly Monarch is Christ’s lieutenant.

To fulfill the mission completely, the royal heart must suffer against all odds in a newly developing barbaric, vulgar, and blasphemous world, just as did Queen St. Clotilda. After her glorious years with newly baptized King Clovis, she would suffer a terrible dark night of the soul as her children betrayed her motherly instruction. While strictly enforcing orthodox Catholicism in letter, the immediate heirs to the Frankish throne cared little for the spirit. St. Clotilda lived out her remaining widowed years at the shrine of St. Martin in Tours, praying for her family, her people, and her country.

“It was Clotilda’s cross to witness the first thirty-four years of that degradation. That was the span of her widowhood, and most of it was the span of her suffering. As the wife of Clovis in his triumphant years, haloed with the radiance of his conversion and all it meant to the world, which she had done so much to bring about, she had known happiness, fulfillment, and glory such as few ever experience; now her suffering matched her time of joy in magnitude, and exceeded it in length. For her adopted people were still barbarians, culturally akin to that Theodoric who had hewn his Christian enemy in two in cold blood with his own hand; and so, as she had to learn in wrenching agony, were her three sons, now grown. Her careful instruction all through their childhood and early youth had gone for naught. They were faithless, brutal murders, hardly more Christian than they were civilized men.” ~ Warren H. Carroll, The Building of Christendom

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Yet, St. Clotilda’s holiness in suffering would echo down the decades and centuries as a perpetual fount of inspiration. A later Frankish princess, Ingunthis, carried herself forward under this powerful influence.

“She had most certainly heard of Clotilda and what she had done some ninety years before; very likely Bishop Phronimius reminded her of that holy example, and that she now had the same opportunity as her sainted ancestor, and urged her to pray for Clotilda’s intercession and help.” ~ Warren H. Carroll, The Building of Christendom

Queen St. Clotilda’s heart, both in victory and agonizing defeat, must be our own, the royal heart of the French Catholic Diaspora. Ours is a heart that seeks the Sacred Heart of Jesus through the Immaculate Heart of Mary in the friendship and sisterly care of Ste. Jehanne and Ste. Thérèse with St. Clotilda’s maternal care. They are our spiritual ancestors.

The royal hearts of the French Catholic Diaspora were planted on the shores of Gaul in the Apostolic era by St. Mary Magdalene, germinated four centuries later by St. Clotilda, pruned by Ste. Jehanne d’Arc almost one thousand years after that, and nurtured like a field of flowers in our contemporary age  by Ste. Thérèse de l’Enfant Jesus.

It is now our calling, our vocation, and our destiny to be stewards for, and beautify through suffering in union with Christ, that field of flowers known as the Virgin Mary’s Mystical Kingdom of Catholic France. This is the duty of the royal heart of the French Catholic Diaspora.

Queen St. Clotilda, as did Princess Ingunthis and many others centuries before us, we ask for your intercession and that you help us to persevere to the end as the royal hearts of the French Catholic Diaspora.

Queen St. Clotilda, the spiritual mother of the Counterrevolution

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“The migration of nations! – What a medley of images this word calls up in our mind. It carries us back to the sunset of the old civilization; we rest for a while in the twilight, then grope about in the night, and emerge at last into the dawn – grey, indistinct, undefined – of a new social order.” ~ Fr. John Laux, Church History

Certainly, the above quote seems poignant for our times; though, it refers to the barbarian invasions of the 5th and 6th centuries roughly one thousand five hundred years ago. Just as the old Roman Empire crumbled exteriorly after years of internal moral decay, so is our empire called Western Civilization crumbling after an astonishing collapse in morality. The contemporary spiritual, social, and cultural situation in America and the West is not significantly different from that of post-barbarian Europe.

“When the last wave of the barbarian invasion had spend its force, the face of Europe had been transformed. Independent Germanic kingdoms had been established on the ruins of the Roman Empire, and there was everywhere a bewildering mixture of races, institutions, and religions.” ~ Fr. John Laux, Church History

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The situation for true Christianity, the fullness of which resides in the only institution founded personally and authoritatively by Jesus Christ before His passion, crucifixion, and resurrection – the Catholic Church – is as perilous now as it was then. Just as in modern America, “Christian” rulers are often Protestant, Evangelical, or otherwise “spiritual but not religious,” the Goths, Vandals, Burgundians, and Lombards rolling over Europe were mostly either pagan or heretical Arian Christians rather than true Christian and Catholic. The saving grace for Christianity in temporal affairs and the seed of what eventually would become Christendom was the conversion to Catholicism of the still pagan Franks through the baptism of King Clovis in 496 AD. Our Lord and Our Lady accomplished this work of Divine Providence through Queen Saint Clotilda, the graceful wife of Clovis. Through her influence, Clovis converted  to Catholicism and with him all of the Frankish kingdom. True Catholic Christianity now held a beachhead on mainland Europe through the Franks and by the prayers and example their saintly Queen.

“In 493 the Frankish king Clovis married Clotilda, a Burgundian princess, who, though of Arian parentage, was herself a devout Catholic. It was mainly due to her example, her admonitions and her prayers that Clovis embraced Christianity in spite of various attempts made by his Arian neighbors to win him over to their heresy. With three thousand of his warriors he was baptized on Christmas day in the year 496 by St. Remigius, bishop of Rheims. The bulk of the nation followed the example of their leader.” ~ Fr. John Laux, Church History

Similarly, Christian civilization finds itself in the 21st century facing the same threat and needing the same remedy as it did in the 5th and 6th centuries. Our modern barbarian invasion began in the 16th century with the Protestant Revolution which brought a new, heretical form of Christianity to the fore of cultural and political power. Mutated forms of this heresy have led to our bewildering array of barbaric contemporary beliefs and institutions, as witnessed by their progress through the Satanic French Revolution, the equally Satanic Bolshevik Revolution, and the  equally Satanic Sixties Hippie Revolution. Having been torn asunder and weakened spiritually and culturally by the initial waves, we are now threatened with complete desolation by the ever-ready ancient battering ram, the most insidious barbaric religious and political mutation of all, Islam, with like effect as ancient Europe was threatened by the terrible Lombards in 568.

“The invasion of the Lombards (568) was the last, but in many respects also the most tremendous, scourge with which the fair provinces of Italy were visited. It was the most terrible, as Newman remarks, because it was the last; because the Visigoth and the Hun and the Vandal and the Herulian and the Ostrogoth and the Byzantine had devastated the land before him, the Lombard could in so short a time make the desolation so complete.” ~ Fr. John Laux, Church History

We are so threatened with complete desolation today by the Muslim because the revolutionary Protestant, the spiritually carcinogenic “spiritual but not religious,” and the totalitarian secular atheist have devastated the land before him. The Muslim is now able to draw the sword for the final blow. Just as ancient Europe was weakened by heretical Arianism under the false pretense of “Christian,” we are weakened by heretical Protestantism, Evangelicalism, and “spiritual but not religious” heresies. True Christianity – the Catholic Church – needs a beachhead today in our society, culture, and political structure just as it needed that Catholic, Frankish beachhead centuries ago.

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The Counterrevolutionary and Royal Army of America aims to be one part of that beachhead, even if it is a very small part. Our spiritual mother, foundress, and patroness is St. Clotilda. Our Lord initiated France’s mission and vocation as “The Eldest Daughter of the Church” through her saintly piety. Though her father was Arian, St. Clotilda’s Catholic mother instilled in her daughter a faithful Christian spirit as a barbarian Burgundian Princess at a time when the old was passing away, and no one knew what was ahead.  Later, as the Queen of the Franks, St. Clotilda brought an entire people to the true faith.

“All about Clotilda, as she grew from infancy to girlhood, the old world was crashing down; she, a barbarian princess, belonged to the new one, whatever it might be. Yet the faith that burned in her was the faith of Perpetua, of Cecilia, of Jerome’s Paula – all from the greatest families of Rome, who would have recognized Clotilda instantly as their sister in spirit.” ~ Warren H. Carroll, The Building of Christendom

St. Clotilda suffered much for many years after the death of King Clovis. Her children, the heirs to the new Catholic Kingdom, brought her only misery. Short of a personal divine revelation (of which there is no record or indication), she would have had no way to know during the thirty-four years she carried her cross as a widow that God would use her as the seed of what would become Christendom. Like Queen St. Clotilda, we must suffer with royal hearts in an age of vulgar, secular, egalitarian republicanism knowing that Our Lord Jesus Christ is the King of Kings, the Master of history, and He through Whom all things were created. We might never see the fruits of our efforts, but like St. Clotilda, we will offer our crosses to the most Holy and Immaculate Virgin Mary and through her to the Sacred Heart of Jesus for the Kingdom of God “on earth as it is in Heaven.” If St. Clotilda gave birth to Catholic France, then surely, by the grace of God, she will give spiritual birth to the renaissance of Catholic France. Queen St. Clotilda will watch over us with motherly concern.

Through her powerful intercession and royal, paternal care, we will defend the Catholic Church, as did her husband King Clovis. As did the Franks for Christendom over the centuries, we will form the seed for the resurrection of the coming, newly energized Catholic civilization. We seek the Renaissance of the Kingdom of Catholic France, the restoration of the French Catholic Monarchy, the restoration of Catholic Monarchies in general, and even the establishment of a Catholic Monarchy in the United States.

Queen St. Clotilda, with Ste. Jehanne d’Arc, Ste. Thérèse de Lisieux, and the Blessed Virgin Mary, Queen of Heaven and earth, pray for us!

 

Thérèse quote: “Speaking of clouds…a thunderbolt fell…it seemed that God was so near.”

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“Speaking of clouds, I remember how one day when we were out, the blue sky became overcast and a storm came on, accompanied by vivid lightning. I looked round on every side, so as to lose nothing of the grand sight. A thunderbolt fell in a field close by, and, far from feeling the least bit afraid, I was delighted–it seemed that God was so near.”

― from “The Story of a Soul (Illustrated)

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Joan Quote: “I could have wished his head cut off—however, only if it pleased God.”

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“Question: Did the people of Domremy take the Burgundian side or that of their opponents?
JOAN: I knew only one Burgundian there and I could have wished his head cut off—however, only if it pleased God.
― from “Joan of Arc: By Herself and Her Witnesses”
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The Fire of Joan of Arc (Light out of Dark)

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The Fire of Joan of Arc (Light out of Dark)

I was wondering one day
why Joan of Arc’s end so
cruelly stark, formed with
her fire, a light out of dark

She did everything asked of
her, she did nothing wrong,
that is my opinion of her life
and its song

She freed her countrymen
and king, she was an
astounding figure of history

Brave and faithful, selfless
and kind, she was in every
way true to her calling divine

Yet, dear Joan met only
thanklessness and betrayal,
she died amongst hatred,

And I wondered why that day…

I ponder these things when I
don’t have much to do, as
was the case that day sitting
before Mary’s statue

Why Mother Mary? What is
the meaning, of dear Joan of
Arc’s life and the fire at its ending?

A scene opened before me,
the devil himself was
prosecuting before my last
judgment day jury

I watched with obvious
interest, my lips pursed in
fear, the devil was laughing
and making his point clear

He roared to the jury that my
judgment would be, the one
time he

Would not have to lie, cheat
or steal, for there would be
nothing he really needed to tell

For my deeds alone
condemn me from the roof,
he smiled, yes, this is one
time even he could tell the truth

Do you see my dilemma, the
thing I suddenly knew, Joan
like the Savior died unjustly, I
only gave the devil his due

I knew my question had
been poorly framed, I was
seeking to know why only to
point blame

The real question was when…

When would I be brave
enough to bear, suffering in
union with those I hold dear?

The real question thought
through, is could I die that
way too?

I saw in the emptiness of my
life’s selfish whims, that Joan
followed Him asking not why
but when

When would she reach the
end of her dream, and die
faithfully, out of love, for our
King and our Queen!

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The March of Hope, Part 2

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The March of Hope, Part 2

The March of Hope
The March of Joan of Arc
With saintly sister Thérèse
Made its way toward the kingdom

My view was larger than life
The panorama before us was brilliant
The mountains were tall
And the valleys echoed deeply

Far below I could see a garden
As pure as the Virgin Mary
It was youthful and alive
It reminded me of young Thérèse

I saw a beautiful man and woman
They were living in complete freedom
They had only to obey
To keep the fruits and joys in the garden

Many others appeared on the horizon
Joan of Arc showed us time as well as space
The couple’s freedom made everyone happy
The color and joy reminded me again of Thérèse

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I saw tears come to Joan of Arc
The beautiful land had lost its color
All the people were sick
The couple was in self-locked chains

The couple had given up their freedom
By stealing from God when he was not looking
They threw away God’s beauty and meaning
They made a poorer world for themselves

Suddenly I was in tears too
My chest was heaving, I hurt
Because I saw my saintly sister Thérèse
The couple’s chains made Thérèse sick, too

Then a glorious light flashed
God loved his people
He promised to save them
Through a new couple, Virgin and Son

Thérèse struggled up to a mountain top
She offered the Son her sickness
As a sacrifice for others
I cried as she mentioned me by name

Joan of Arc whispered to me
“Through the Son, the people are free”
The world was recast in gold and light
Brighter than ever before

And this is why I march
With St. Thérèse and Joan of Arc
Thérèse is my sister dear
Joan of Arc my leader, Daughter of God so near

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The March of Hope, Part 1

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The March of Hope, Part 1

The Freedom Dance continues merrily on…
Imagine my astonishment
When the Queen announced
Through my saintly sister Thérèse
That Joan of Arc was to the fore…

The Dance of Freedom was to continue on
The trail of the Dogmatic Creed
Stretched further…
Faith had not yet animated me

Joan of Arc was the chosen guide
On the path of the Dogmatic Creed next
No one can see the Kingdom
Without Hope that forms our desire

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“Joan of Arc will lead you”
Spoke my saintly sister Thérèse
“To a new world view”
“Your actions belie your words of faith!”

“Joan of Arc acts
According to her faith”
“She is no practical non-believer!”
Saintly Thérèse smiled with eyes dancing

“Unlike her, brother,
You honor God only with lips!”

“You hope in yourself” Thérèse continued
“While whispering faith in God”
“You cannot see the Kingdom
With your old point of view”

“Joan of Arc will show you
The glorious new world view
That will animate you with love
And create the appropriate desire in you”

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We climbed a mountain with Joan of Arc
She pointed to a panorama below
I heard the thunder of God clapping
Bringing rhythm and reason to creation

Joan of Arc, to whom we are so devoted
Smiled at us, while singing
“God created heaven and earth
Clapping one day, two days, three and more”

“While God was clapping, music was heard!”
Cried our Maid, whom Thérèse and I so enjoy
“One day, two days, three and more
Logical beauty, reason, and rhythm!”

“God created both Reason and Rhythm!”
She cried, “It all has a purpose!”
“The order of nature is reason and beauty”
“The mystery of rhythm is the artwork of God!”

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My heart was leaping!
A lesson in Hope!
That God’s first words convey the wisdom
Of purpose and unity both!

Hushing noisy philosophers aside
With Joan of Arc as my guide
I watched the beauty unfold
I let God explain his point of view

I have always wished
That beauty had meaning
I had always missed the point
Of the creation story

Joan of Arc!
With my saintly sister Thérèse
Had brought me to my first juncture in Hope
The meaning of creation – my world view is changing!

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Part 4: The Dance of Destiny – “Joy”

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The Dance of Destiny – “Joy”

The Dance of Freedom was joyful again
Conquering the Bridge of Reason and
Through the Dark Valley we survived
We were far from the Dark Forest
From where I had come

My saintly sister Therese and
My new friends
Danced on with a particular lightness
My destiny was at hand!

“How is it dear sister” I was energized now
“That this path of the Dogmatic Creed
Is so durable? So trustworthy?”
“It is neglected today, dare I say, rebuked!”

“For I would never have dreamed”
I ran with them up the mountain
“That the path of the Apostolic
Fathers could have navigated
The Bridge of Reason
and the Dark Valley, both”

“Oh you see, dear brother,” she slowed for me
“It is the very certainty that makes you free”
“You are free to act, others only to speculate”

“For so many in the Dark Forest
From where you came” she cried out
“Are slaves to useless arguments
And words”
“Always wondering if they are right,
Never free to dance”

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“Or so often” she continued on
“They wear the chains
Of power driven arguments”
“Trying to prove, no less, to
Themselves their own thoughts”

“For they see” she finally stopped to
Look at me square
“All things in themselves, they are
Their own gods, you see”
“Lost to mortality and speculation,
But we have a certainty we trust”

“For no man is his own god!” her
Eyes lit like dancing flames
“His noble reason, and I speak with
Reverence to it
Is obscured by the ill-fated
First philosophy of self”

On we danced
I was happy now, joyful
The young lady and her
Friends, brighter than I first
Thought

We started to slow down
Therese held something in her
Hand
A golden edged folder,
Glittering in the sunlight

I begged her
What was it?
She would not tell, and
Pointed to the palace below

There, below
Was the palace
I silenced myself, this was
More powerful than me

Down the open air steps
Came the King to greet me
The Logos, Love and
Reason, all in One

Our Lady of the Sign

Behind Him came the Queen
Mother of the King,
Mother of God
She greeted me with an
Intensity of love…

She looked at Therese and
Therese’s eyes danced with light
It was then that I realized
I did not find them, why, they
Had been looking for me!

“Yes” the Queen and Mother bent
Down to me
“I was with you in the field, at the
Bridge, in the valley
To strengthen you, and help you
Home, you are home son”

The King approached me
I fell to my knees
My face to the ground

The Master of Reason, Love, and Creation
Smiled toward Therese and nodded
Therese brought him her golden
Edged folder

The folder was for me, it was
My destiny
Therese had had it all the time
But it was up to the King to
Decree my purpose for me

“My Mother the Queen”
“I ask you to wipe her tears,
To love Her”
It was for this that I created you,
No more pleasure can you bring Me”

He handed me the golden edged folder
Inside was His request for my life
Sacrificed to the Heart of Mary,
For His almighty pleasure

I knelt before her, tears in my eyes
This was my meaning, my purpose
I was no longer lost,
I swore to her my life

And I looked to thank
My dear Therese and my new friends
Who had searched for me
To the very world’s end

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Part 3: The Dance of Suffering –“The Dark Night of Enlightenment”

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The Dance of Suffering –“The Dark Night of Enlightenment”

The Dance of Freedom had crossed
The Bridge of Reason
But I was not prepared for
What came next…

In fact, I am not sure how to
Tell it
My new saintly sister and my
Friends
Led me to the valley of necessity

The Valley of Tears
How can I begin?
Except to tell you I have
Never seen such courage

The clouds grew dark
And began to cover the
Sunlight
A storm was coming – and not
Just any storm

The wind began to pick up
It was becoming harder to dance
Though I pretended to
Smile, I was afraid

The sun began to set
And a terrific and awful
Feeling overpowered me
I felt as if the sun would not
Rise again…

My saintly sister Therese was peaceful
But somber
She looked at me not with
Dancing eyes

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But with suffering eyes
Not sad eyes
But powerful, courageous
Suffering eyes

I shook, for this was my
Journey as well
I braced myself for the
Challenge
The challenge of courage

And nobility
And honor
And virtue

Attributes, characteristics
I had never known before in a
Life of self-indulgence
This would be like dying, in
Fact this was dying

Therese and her friends spoke
With me as we
Prepared to descend
Because if I were to find my
Purpose

If I were to meet my destiny
The Valley was the path
In fact, it was the Apostolic
Path of the Dogmatic Creed

It was, she explained
Uniquely the path of the
Fathers, the Apostolic Fathers
For others who wished to
Reach our destination

Tried other paths
Paths that avoid the valley
Paths that only seek
Pleasure – and many fell lost

It would be absolutely critical, she added
To stay on the path of the Creed
For only orthodoxy and the
Dogmatic path would be visible in the storm

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And so
Down we went
To the Valley of Darkness

Therese and her friends held
Their cloaks tightly
As the gale force winds began
To hit all around us…

They told me, to give me courage
That on the other side of the
Valley
Were the King, the Queen and my
Destiny

As I began to stumble and fall
For the earth shook
They held me up

Therese yelled through the blasting rain
“Your strength and your power, that of
Yourself are not your safety!”
“Your safety is Fidelity, Faithfulness
To the path – stay on it!”

I could see nothing but the path
The Dogmatic Path of the
Creed was all
Around it was darkness

I crawled and cut myself
I was bleeding
And cold, feeling near
Death

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As the storm raged
Therese explained to me
The nature of the malady
The reason for the Valley

“In your dark forest” she began
“You blasphemed the very
Science and Reason
That you sought to worship”

“For by stretching the material beyond it’s
Noble place” she came down to me
“You attempted to make it a first
Philosophy
You defined all from that start
And in the dark forest you fell!”

“And in that dark forest” softly
Spoke Therese
“Of misguided first-philosophies
Your evolution became involution
Enlightenment became darkness!”

“Now” Therese stared through me
“You must be
Created in the True First
Philosophy”
I felt my eyes close, in sleep or in
Death, I could not be sure

I woke suddenly
The sun was shining, I was alive!
My clothes were new, my body
And spirit filled with enormous strength!

My saintly sister Therese and
My friends
Were there smiling again
They beckoned me to hurry, to
Stop dragging my feet

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But I needed to turn and stare
At the dark valley behind me
The young warrior woman
Appeared again and with
Therese stood next to me

“That path had been closed to all”
Said the warrior, The Maid of Orleans
“Until the One, the Logos, the
Reason, Love itself
Opened it for all by suffering through
It, now we are free”

I turned toward the light
Distant, I saw a beautiful place, a
Palace on our path hence
I ran after my friends again, being
Newly made, and heading to my
Destiny next…

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Part 2: The Dance of Reason -“In Principio Erat Verbum”

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The Dance of Reason -“In Principio Erat Verbum”

Joyously through the woods on
The dance of freedom
We came to a bridge where I
Froze in my tracks

“What? This on the path of the
Dogmatic Creed?” I could not accept
“The path of the Dogmatic Creed
Cannot contain this!”
“No, it cannot be…I became lost
Looking for this very bridge!”

The bridge had a sign on the front
“The Bridge of Reason”
On the other side was another sign
But it could only be read from there

My new saintly sister and my
New family
Ran joyously over the thing with
No hesitation
They were lighter and simpler than
Me, though

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I could not cross like them
For if Reason has a bridge here
On the Dogmatic Creed
It had to be a mighty weak
And shadowy bridge

My saintly new sister beckoned
From the bridge
“You must have Reason to find
Our destination – come!”
She waved me on

“This path,” I stammered “Cannot
Hold true Reason!”
“In the beginning was, well, nothing”
“I have enjoyed the journey, but I
Am afraid it is a mere dream!”

“Tell? Your reason came from nothing?”
Her eyes widened but danced and smiled
“Then your rational reason
Is born of irrational nothing!”
“Rationality swims out of a pool of
Irrationality!” she burst out laughing

“No wonder you were lost,
Dear brother” she gazed
“I must take you to the Logos
The Verbum”
“Hurry along!”

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Her gaze penetrated my soul
Something that gave me joy
But I had come to fear
I had trouble answering her

“No! True Reason cannot come
From Unreason!” she giggled
“You’re mad!”
She laughed again and waved me on

“Only Creative Reason can create
Reason – come on!” she was anxious
“We shall meet love, yes”
“But in meeting love we shall also
Meet the Logos! Reason Himself!”

Hesitating no longer
I ran to meet her on the bridge
It was much stronger than I
Had anticipated

To my saintly sister’s
Annoyance
I stayed for a while
To soak in the joy of the
View, that of real Reason

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From the bridge on the
Narrow path
Of the Dogmatic Creed
The path of the Apostolic Fathers
Giving in
I ran to the other side and
Continued the journey
But wait! I turned to read the
Sign forbidden me before

The sign read:
“In Principio erat Verbum”
“In the beginning was the Word”

Once more my saintly sister
Had brought light and wisdom
To my eyes
In the beginning was Verbum
The Word of Reason

As we danced on from our
(or should I say my)
Harrowing ordeal
My saintly sister yelled
back to me

“Reason is Love
And Love is the Reason!”
She danced and laughed
What next?

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Part 1: The Dance of Freedom – “C’est pour cela que je fus nais”

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The Dance of Freedom – “C’est pour cela que je fus nais”

One day
I was walking
Through a forest

In an open field I saw
An unusual scene
There, a group of bright,
Smiling people were dancing

I should say
They were travelling
For they were dancing
And moving toward
A destination I could not see

They were happy
And danced with freedom
You could sense the grace
In their movements
I had never seen such beauty

A young girl noticed me
She danced to me and took my hand
She was not afraid that I was filthy
I balked but she insisted “Come join us.”

“Are you free?” she queried
“Of course,” I walked along
“I have lived the way I wanted”
“I have travelled where I wish”
“But are you free?” she
Danced with happiness

I stared “But I am free”
“Freedom is doing what you wish
Following no creed but
The creed of self” I insisted
She merely danced with me some more

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I could not help but
To follow with wonder
Foolish and awkward-like, I
Moved to the group’s rhythm
I kind of liked it

I ran to catch up
With the young woman
And her friends

“But how are you so free?”
I cried over her shoulder
She turned, her eyes were filled with grace
“Obedience” she smiled

“To God” she continued
She swirled and danced
“Impossible! God is not one
Path-but many!” I cried back

“We follow this single path – called
The dogmatic creed” she was firm
“This way we travel together with
Certain knowledge
Of the path of our Fathers – who
Have arrived to our destination”

“Through light and darkness”
She went on
“In safety and in danger
In joy and in heartache – we
Stay on the dogmatic path”

“You are a slave to your path!”
I was in disbelief
“That is not freedom”
“It is not rational to follow a
Dogmatic path – I make my own path”

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“Are you not free to consent to believe?”
She pulled me along the path
“Are you not free to choose obedience?”
“Is your freedom only freedom to rebel?”

“You are free to choose” she continued
“And only you can do that”
“For your will is yours, and it is free”

The group continued dancing
Joyfully through the day
And into the evening
As they journeyed through the land

Confused, I could not help
But follow along, for truth be told
I had been lost when I stumbled
Across these saints

I stood alone in a broad field
I looked back into the dark forest
Like from where I had come

I remembered how it was I was lost
Individualism, rebellion, relativism
Believing everything can be believed
Therefore, believing nothing

I cried as I had to make a decision
Yes, I was free
Free to make a choice

As I struggled and watched my new
Friends dance on
Another young woman, a warrior
Approached me
“C’est pour cela que je fus nais”
She whispered to me

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Yes! “C’est pour cela que je fus nais!”
I turned toward my friends
I ran fast, stumbling through the grass
To join them on their path

I made my decision
In total freedom
And now I dance with them –
Seeing now the destination

Those at the front
Who are getting close
Break their rhythm – and run
Toward it with joy

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The fields of Christendom (Part 3)

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The fields of Christendom (Part 3)

As the three of us made our way
Through a mountain pass
We had reached from far below
We covered ourselves to protect
Against the encroaching cold

How far we had come on this
Mysterious journey of life!
How magical the paths, the surprises
And the communion of saints!
These daughters of God stayed faithfully near

Remember how out of a very Dark Forest
I found these marvelous companions?
(Rather, they had found me!)
A vision then followed of a kingdom
In the distance where everyone danced

Then, finding freedom at last
To make a choice to obey
Direction was then offered
A March of Hope on an ancient pathway
And now, we were crossing the threshold…

“…to a land of authentic Love”
It was Joan of Arc this time interrupting
She seemed to have read my mind
I listened quietly
I had learned to be still

“Now do you see?” dear Joan went on
“How God’s fountain flows?
Constructed in Order and by Reason
Of God’s almighty wisdom?”
She smiled

“The greatest of all came with
His majestic love to save us
We, the lost, and dying, below
The strong help the weak
Beginning with Him grace flows”

“And this is how the perfection
Of creation was made
Through varying degrees
The least and the greatest
Make a magnificent whole”

Joan of Arc continued
As we finally began crossing the ridge
“The least reach up knowing their need
While the greater help and kneel down
Humility and love is how we are bound”

Right then we stepped over
To a view that shook my soul
The land I had been seeking
With the guidance of these saintly sisters
It was the new garden, the heart of Mary

And in that heart
Was the cradle of the Kingdom
Order and beauty and obedience
On the path of the Dogmatic Creed
Had brought me to heaven’s door

My saintly companions
Thérèse and Joan of Arc
Knelt down in prostration
Toward that land of authentic love
To worship the Christ

I then did what I had done
For this whole journey long
Knowing that He through
His Mother had sent to me Thérèse and Joan

…I did what they did
I simply followed their lead
With a heart bursting with gladness
I fell tearfully to my knees

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The fields of Christendom (Part 2)

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The fields of Christendom (Part 2)

After crossing many fields
Covered with flowers and grazing animals
We carefully crossed a rapid creek
Where on the far side, we sat to dry our feet
Thérèse spoke, looking back over the flowing water

“Pay heed, dear brother, to Joan of Arc
She’s sent to guide you over the highest of mountain tops
To the very heart of the Mother of God
By the very command of the King of Kings
But this gift from Jesus to you – requires suffering!”

I myself stared into the swirling pools
Not even cognizant of that at which I looked
I did not care to ponder much on Thérèse’s words
Though I knew them to be true
But perhaps in my case there would be an exception…

“What is a sacrifice?” she turned to look directly in my eyes
“But to offer what is of value
And the greater the value, the greater the offering
Do not our scriptures say that there is no love greater
Than to give one’s life for another?”

Now this was making me quite uncomfortable
All this talk of suffering and death
But it was quite interestingly different from the talk
I heard in the Dark Forest of despair
That is, that we must not die, we must evolve to gods

“To give one’s life for Jesus
When He gave His for us
Is our true act of love
To serve for no reward
Save loving Christ the King!”

I looked at Joan of Arc, as we stood to move along
The mystery of her life no longer locked away
Her soul and that of Thérèse, both given to God in love
By sacrificing all for Him
Asking, neither one, for anything save union with Jesus

We started forward again, in peaceful silence
My feet were dry, and I felt well rested
I had never spoken a word, and this was good
For looking up ahead I could see majestic mountains
With snow and treacherous passes

My spirit’s desire, the Heart of Mary
For the glory of Christ the Savior
Lay beyond those heavenly peaks
And so, it was good not to speak
For I would need to be silent while guided over there

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The fields of Christendom (Part 1)

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The fields of Christendom (Part 1)

Thérèse came up the hill
To join me as I mused
While looking out and beyond
To the land of Christendom
Over the bridge I had spotted below

My saintly sister sat next to me
In the grass while shading her eyes
“It’s beautiful over there,” I softly spoke
Remaining still so as to not disturb my view
“What is the magic, the mystery, of that land?”

“Order,” whispered Thérèse with authority
While looking out herself, “Divine Order ”
“The minerals serve the plants
The plants serve the animals
The animals serve mankind”

“God,” she continued, “is served by mankind”
“Do you remember, when we first met?”
She surprised me. How could I forget?
That day I stumbled out of the Dark Forest
The day she called my name

“I found you lost in a land of dis-order!” she smiled
“But there, over there, where you gaze
The pathways, the villages, and flowing rivers
Make one wonderful, unified landscape
For the Almighty Divine Pleasure!”

I could see that waters ran fresh and deep
Everything was far richer in being
Than any place else I had seen
Certainly far richer than the dark and smoke-filled
Forest of confused order from where I had come

But, something yet amazed me
And that something was this
Many a time I’d heard someone proclaim
An order for things, a way to create
But none looked as rich as this…

Oh, some looked much better
Than the land where I had then stood
But others were awful and made everyone feel bad
Those who proclaimed that kind always seemed angry
And would make everyone pretend that things were pretty…

Thérèse interrupted my wandering thoughts
“How can the many particulars create
One view of such delight?” she queried
Yes, that is what mystified me
That is, just how this mixture was so right

“Many can only be ordered by One”
She answered her own question
“A higher unity must arrange the many particulars
To create such beauty and harmony
It is for this that we freely follow the will of the One”

“The order of God is that the lower
Should be enriched by the superior
The will of God being that those inferior
are helped by those above them
Thus Lord Christ’s merits glorify Him”

We sat for a while as I continued to look
At the beauty of creation when in the right hands
I glanced at Thérèse and thought of Joan of Arc too
My saintly and sisterly guides always seemed full of life
I looked down at myself, so different from that…

I wanted to ask more
But she motioned, time to go
The trail of the Dogmatic Creed
Awaited us, as we gathered our things
And headed down to cross that bridge I had found

Therese PF8

A commentary on St. Thérèse’s Play “Joan of Arc”

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I cannot express with enough sincerity how edified I am to be reading through St. Thérèse’s script for her play on the life of Joan of Arc, one of eight plays she wrote on various subject matters. This work exceeds my expectations (which I typically set astonishingly low, even in matters of faith) in that our Little Flower, yet great Doctor of the Church, has interpreted her own life and spirituality in the historical person of Joan. Joan of Arc speaks true to her historical perspective, but we hear Thérèse’s voice. This is a most uplifting experience. And as a relevant aside, and lest one question the Carmelite nun’s affection for and familiarity with Sacred Scripture, there are over 270 biblical references (either explicit or implicit) through all eight of her works.[1] Thérèse was imbued with the Sacred Writings.

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Thérèse considered herself a kindred spirit with Joan of Arc. I did not realize fully the intensity of this kinship until reading in the Forward to the play (written by a modern day Carmelite) that “…the discovery of Joan of Arc affected her deeply; a ‘grace which I have always looked upon as one of the greatest in my life’ she would recall in 1895.”[2] Now, that got my attention, for I have considered the discovery of both Thérèse and Joan to be among the very greatest of gifts that Our Lord and Our Lady have ever bestowed on me. Certainly, Joan of Arc has had a similar relative impact on me, and it warmed my heart to hear Thérèse speak in such a way. I say relative impact because, in absolute terms, there is the difference between me and Thérèse that exists between the space just outside the gates of hell and heaven itself. One of her confessors stated that he believed that she had committed no mortal sin in her life. There is not one confessor of mine who would speak the same way about me, this I can assure you. But, nevertheless, Joan’s enormous influence on me, though as on a caterpillar in a flowerbed filled with butterflies, led me to feel deep appreciation for Thérèse’s own experience.

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And the very thing that so lifts my heart is this combination of the two. I have for quite a while sought to understand the two saints as different sides of the same coin. Joan being the valiant and brave warrior for the King of Kings, willing to suffer a martyr’s death rather than betray Our Lord’s mission, while Thérèse is the soft, loving flower who unites herself with Jesus, not through fire, but through the suffering of Love, as she herself puts it.

However, the more I study these souls, whom I hold in such admiration, I sense that my metaphor is not only overly used but also very inadequate. There is truly a unity of spirit between them, more like the amalgamating of precious metals. Both of them died willingly in great suffering out of their love for Jesus. Both fought the good fight with unimaginable courage, Joan through death at the stake, Thérèse through bitter illness. Both have demonstrated to me the life of a true Christian, a true lover of Jesus Christ. Hearing (in the spirit) Thérèse’s words in Joan of Arc’s voice is like watching Jesus paint something more beautiful than the Sistine Chapel, create music more life-giving than Mozart’s Jupiter symphony or Beethoven’s Ninth, or write a poem that leaps into your heart before you have the chance to ruin it with your brain. It is this amalgam of souls, this painting, music, and poetry of Our Lord’s that has made me a better person.

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The brush strokes, melodies, and poetic images that are Thérèse and Joan make me feel small as a Christian when I am near them. I simply do not match up, and that is all there is to it. I am a caterpillar crawling through a flower bed of roses. But they make me want to fly despite the crudeness of my ways. And that is, I believe, why the Lord and Our Lady have established them so firmly in my heart. They all want me to keep crawling until one day I fly too. I can think of no better mentors, sisters, or examples.

You may think I exaggerate the affection I have, but, on the contrary, I do not really have the words to express it adequately. I have no courage on my own, but because of these two, I wonder if maybe one day I might. And I think Jesus smiles at that. I feel small but think of great things with Our Lord. And I think He smiles at that, also. I want to take in the painting, hear the symphony, and absorb the poem, despite my awkwardness and “buggy” characteristics. I think, too, that this is what Jesus wants for me. For, these two, separately and combined, are Jesus’ own work of art.

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The following is just one excerpt that speaks to my point:

Saint Catherine and Saint Margaret:

“Console yourself, Joan, dry your tears.

Lift up your eyes and ears to heaven.

Thence you will learn that to suffer has charms

Of its own.

And you will rejoice with harmonious songs.

These melodies will fortify your soul

For the battle which is soon to come.

You’ll need a love made all of flame,

For you will have to suffer!…

For pure souls exiled here on earth,

The only glory is to bear the cross.

One day, in heaven, this austere scepter

Will far outshine the scepter of a king.”[3]

Pure Thérèse and pure Joan of Arc, together in that symphony of which I spoke. I hear the music of the Holy Spirit here, and I like it.

Thank you Lord, I do want to fly.

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[1] The Plays of St. Therese of Lisieux. Translated by Susan Conroy and David J. Dwyer, ICS Publications: Institute of Carmelite Studies, Washington, D.C. p. 42.

[2] Ibid. p.62.

[3] Ibid. pp.74-75.