I woke up this morning with this song running around my head from the movie “Auntie Mame”, which came out in 1974. The reason? My Catholic high school Glee Club had us sing songs from this musical play for recital one year back in the 1980’s. Now I love to sing, but I used to be very shy, so I was glad to be in a youth choir of sorts. It was the closest thing to youth activity that I had without being in a Christian church.
I remember the top hats, the long dresses, the way our choir leader lined us up (I was always in the middle end of row), and the audience clapping when we were finished. Granted, I do have some nice memories of Catholic high school. Most of it was humdrum, and I got average grades, but there were some things I’ll never forget. I still remember my music teacher, Sister Mary William, SSJ. I grew attached to her as if she was my only friend in the world. She was very patient with me, though, and let me tag along with her at times within reason. I remember the strong smell of coffee when I entered the music room. I remember prayers being said before each rehearsal, and also before the school day began. I remember the friends I had, no doubt getting older like me, lol. Yes, there were some good times.
I got to thinking though, why would a Catholic school have us recite anything from the world? I thought they were Christian. I thought they had the fear, the power and the knowledge of God on them. Our high school mascot was Mickey Mouse. Go figure! Everything we had was worldly, and I know now that’s because the Catholic church is the world repackaged as religion. BILLIONS of people are Hellbound Catholics for various reasons, most of which say it’s because their parents and family are Catholic. But sorry, friend, being Catholic isn’t being saved. Your priests can’t save you, because they fake forgiveness of sins in the confessional box. No man has the power to forgive sins except the God-man, the Lord Jesus Christ. All their rituals, masses, false doctrines and idol worship don’t please God one bit, but only make Him store up more wrath for them. Thank the Lord for His longsuffering towards us. You better get HEART-washed in the blood of JESUS if you want to go to Heaven, my Catholic friend, because you WILL end up in Hell without Him if you continue in this abominable cult from Hell.
I had been given what I thought was a great honor at my parish: the reading of the lectionary (Wicked-pedia says and I paraphrase, a lectionary is a book or listing that contains a collection of [FALSE] scripture readings appointed for Catholic liturgy on a given day or occasion). I read that thing several times, shaking like a leaf in front of people, standing on what I thought was holy ground, my voice barely more than a whisper. I remember my arms were covered in sweat and each reading as though it would last forever. I was absolutely terrified, but I assumed that was what God wanted me to do.
However, most of my Catholic school “upbringing” was tainted with lies, vain show, and even one instance of potential rape (yes, I’m about to preach here). Since you must know the juicy tidbits of my former life, here it is.
It didn’t happen in high school, thank God for that, but it happened at the parish I went to. After I was saved, I knew deep down that I had changed. Everything looked better, and I even thought differently. I also wanted to find a job. In so thinking, I asked the priest at the parish if I could be hired as a “secretary” and he said yes. He showed me a desk and a phone, and he told me to write down any calls that came in, and to tell him when he came back.
Now you realize that Catholics are taught (more like brainwashed) to treat their priests as if they are God Himself. The priest holds the power and the authority over everything they do and say. That’s one reason why the Catholic CULT is so powerful– and dangerous– they literally control their followers’ minds. Why else are Catholics so hard to lead to Christ? Because they follow the Pope, a literal ANTI-Christ!
As I sat there at that desk, I felt a certain dreadful awe come over me. It was dark. I sat there for God knows how long, I can’t remember. There were no calls, and everything was quiet– except I had no idea this priest was watching me. What happened afterward caused me to permanently leave the parish and never return. I’m thoroughly convinced that GOD protected me because I was His child, a newborn in Christ, and He never forsakes His children.
I was on my way out to go home at the end of the day. The priest came to me and asked me a few questions, I can’t remember exactly what he said, but then— he brushed his hand under my breast. I froze, and then I got away from him, crying uncontrollably. I’m convinced that son of a devil almost raped me because one thing leads to another, and no priest is allowed to be with a woman for their damned rule of abstinence. That’s why they’re all homosexuals raping little boys. I know what I’m talking about! The Catholic cult is of the Devil!! Such PEDOPHILE FREAKS will each have their part in the Lake of Fire!! JUDGMENT IS COMING!! If I had remained there, I’m sure he would have defiled me, even killed me. I don’t like saying this but I’m certain he split Hell wide open when he died.
All the time I went to Catholic school was, spiritually, for nothing, but I blame Christians for not having enough discernment and compassion, for not visiting me and my mother in our apartment to open the Bible and ask us if we wanted to be born again. Yet I know God allowed this for my good and I am stronger in Christ now, and I have my chatroom friends to thank for that, because they stood in the gap for me at a later crucial time in my life. Praise the Lord for His faithful servants. God never gives up on His own.