Mr. Bergoglio returns from World Youth Day in Brazil…
Back from the Beach: Francis Places Beach Ball on Altar of St. Mary Major
After returning from World Youth Day at Copacabana beach in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, the man the world refers to as “Pope Francis” went straight to St. Mary Major Basilica in the Vatican and brought two souvenirs from Brazil with him: a yellow-green beach ball and a green sports jersey. He placed both on the altar (!) of St. Mary Major, right next to the Tabernacle (!).
Here is the video of the incident:
Yes, the “Pope” placed two utterly profane things on the altar of one of the most sacrosanct churches of all of Christendom. This shows that this man has absolutely no sense of the sacred and that neo-traditionalist spinmeister Christopher Ferrara was totally out of bounds to claim that Francis has a “Marian piety of the most traditional sort” simply because he visited St. Mary Major the first day of his “pontificate” to pray (see Ferrara, “Pope Francis: The Marian Dimension”). No one with a genuine Marian piety would commit such a sacrilege against her Divine Son.
Bergoglio is too busy being “humble” than to pay attention to such nitpicky details, you know. After all, he isn’t part of the “Pelagian current” of people that count Rosaries and such, nor does he care for “restorationism” that “seeks to recover the lost past” (see here).
So, a beach ball and a jersey on the altar next to the tabernacle — what’s the big deal? Well, for a Catholic, the “big deal” is the following:
The Altar — that’s where (in a valid Mass) the Second Person of the Most Holy Trinity becomes present (a belief which Francis supposedly shares); it is a sacramental that actually symbolizes Christ Himself. It’s the perfect place for a beach ball, right? And he put it right next to the Tabernacle, to boot. The Tabernacle — that’s the place where the Most Holy Sacrament of the altar is kept, our Lord dwelling with us. That’s why we genuflect in front of It and that’s why It has pride of place in a real Catholic church: right in the center on the altar. It is here that our beloved and ever-adorable “Prisoner of Love” dwells, for our sake and out of Love for us — God made man, the Infinite God under the appearance of bread.
“O Love neglected! O Goodness but too little known!”
So far, Jorge Bergoglio (Francis) is living up very well to his reputation, which stems from his years as “Archbishop” of Buenos Aires, of having no sense of sacrality (it seems that the god he really adores is the poor). Check the links below for his rambunctious pseudo-liturgical past in Argentina.