I didn’t become a Catholic. I realised I was one.

I believed in God since the dawn of my reason. Jesus of Nazareth was very important to me. The great Misson of his narrative: To give all for Good. I have a reason for my faith, but it’s best that remain private.

My heart drew me in. The Mother of God sitting with the Christ-Child in sublime artworks. Flickering candles and billowing frankincense accompanying ancient Gregorian Chants. My heart was able to read what my brain was not.

Said brain was part of the North London 1980s scene. My formative years were about drink, drugs, ridiculous hair and smashing the “fascist regime”.

Jesus still resided in my heart, but he was quiet in there. Biding his time.

My head took me to demos, the odd riot and the occasional prostration before a bulldozer. I discovered the Pagan scene where I spent 15 years of my life.

My head had learned from school, media and entertainment that the Catholic Church was part of the “fascist regime”. It was the enemy. Full of corruption and evil men who killed intelligent women…et cetera.

Still Jesus sat quietly.

I have always been what they call a “voracious reader”. Philosophy and religion my geekiness of choice.

I read the Gospels.

I mean, I actually read them. Not what people said was in the. What actually WAS in them.

My heart won. My head, however, was majorly annoyed. If I was going to be a Catholic, then I must fight all this corruption and male wickedness from within!

I wrote a list of all the things wrong with the Catholic Church. I began to read and read and read. I went to primary sources, rather than the academic, feminist and more colourful new age books I had previously employed.

Slowly I began to score things off the list. Some allegations against the Church were not Catholic teaching at all. Much of the really hateful stuff is Evangelical Protestant. Nothing whatsoever to do with Catholic teaching. The rest was mainly exaggerated, out-of-context or simply lies. I was thunderstruck by my lack of awareness about the truth of the Catholic Church. Suddenly so many hints about the Catholic imprint on Western culture swam past the widescreen of my mind. The hospitals, art, literature, education, architecture…even beer had Catholic reference. The Christ-narrative was all around us.

The Catholic Church had created and built Western civilisation.

I indulged some embarrassment that I had thought I knew better than 2,000 years of the Church’s unsurpassed intellectual legacy, where some of the finest minds of every epoch had creamed off to the Church’s service.

I realised that no only did the Church do good; she even defined good. Her theology was validated by the success of it’s practical application.

My head and my heart reconciled.

Jesus then asked me to become a religious Sister. I replied in a way that reflects my deep spirituality:

“You have GOT to be kidding me?”

It seems he wasn’t.

I spent six and a half years as a novice in an autere and ancient religious Order. After many happy years I am now required to propose something new, which I am doing. My vocation involves defending the Church against the allegations against her that I once believed.

In becoming a Catholic I lost all my friends and most of my family. As a defender of the Faith I am regularly called every name under the sun. I now have to live with the prejudice and bigotry I once held to be true.

Still, if I lived a thousand lifetimes I could not give the Catholic Church back what she has given to me. Feminism, politics, wild living all promised me liberation, but it was the Catholic Church that delivered it.

The irony is not lost on me 🎀

The Monastery of the Flaming Sword is a blog site that has the principle aim of joining with other people in the new counter-culture, that is concerned about the threats to Western civilisation. I vigorously take aim at those people variously known as “PC/WOKE/progressives/social justice warriors/Marxist-feminists” that are guillotine-ing freedom of speech and infecting society with toxic views. Views that now totally dominate the public space.

My particular field of vision is the de-Christianisation of the West and mass non-European migration and how that applies to a globalist dystopia that is the ultimate objective of current ideologies.

My second post “There’s Something I Really Ought to Tell You” gives an overview of some of the issues that future posts will go into further detail about.

I hope you will join us here in the Monastery. We welcome all views, although ask that ideas are framed responsibly. You are free to be clear, but not hateful.

I make every effort to write about the Church accurately, although I have no official mandate at this time. Other ideas must be recognised as purely my own and not representative of the Church or any member of the Catholic Community.

Western civilisation needs you! If you’ve made it this far, I’m sure you have a contribution to make. People of all faiths or none are welcome here.

Be blessed.

Pax Christi.

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