An Open Letter to Pope Francis, All Bishops, Priests and Deacons of the Catholic Church

Dear Pope Francis, all bishops, priests and deacons of the one, holy, catholic and apostolic Church,

On the feast of the Queenship of Mary, August 22, 2018, greetings to you and peace in Christ Jesus, Our Lord.

You don’t know who I am but I do.

The Queen of Heaven whom we honor and celebrate today is my mother. She has been given to me by Christ Himself and she leads me to be like her in drawing close to her Son. She urges me to keep my eyes fixed upon Him and upon His holy cross that I might not only look but see and perceive all of the evil that was nailed there, that death might be destroyed once and for all.

In the midst of all of the bad news that overwhelms our broken and hurting world today, she whispers the incarnate Word that was formed, swelled, and pulsed within her womb into my ears that I might not only listen but truly hear and believe that there is Good News and that Good News has a Name which is above every other name, that every knee in heaven on earth and under the earth would bow to Jesus Christ, the Lord and Savior of us all.

It is Mary who shows me the strength of the feminine genius to stand in the power of God and to know for certain that He who is in me, even as He grew within her, is infinitely stronger than he who is in the world and who has infiltrated our church. It is Mary who steadies my shaking hand and empowers the voice that has been given to me now. It is she who urges my soul not to tremble within me as the infernal serpent rears his ugly head and pours forth the vile and venomous lies he has been hissing since the beginning against the goodness of our God to the death and destruction of His children.

She who has raised me as her own daughter, has taught me what it means to stand firm in God’s unwavering promises by her side. She has modeled what it is to stare down the powers of hell and deeds of darkness and to crush his head with her heel. Mary exhorts me to so unite my heart to her sorrowful one and to the Sacred Heart of her Son, that was pierced for our transgressions, from which blood and water poured out for the salvation of the world that I might rend my own heart, with Him and in Him, before you today.

This royal identity is one shared with all members of the body of Christ, to whom Our Lady was given as mother by Jesus himself from the cross. I speak not only for myself but on their behalf and for all the weak and vulnerable who are unable to speak for themselves. Let this, my voice, be one with theirs as we cry out with a thousand tongues.

We are unafraid.

Holy Father Francis, bishops, priests and deacons,

You don’t know who I am but I do.

I write to you today as a child of God and as a representative of all God’s children.

I am a beloved daughter of the King above all kings, Creator of heaven and earth, of all things visible and invisible. In Him all things were made and without Him nothing came to be that has been. He is the Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end. It is in Him that we live and move and have our being. In the waters of Baptism, blessed and poured out by your venerable hands, He has sealed me with His own almighty power and protection.

He has chosen me, called me by name, and made me His own. Our God is my Abba Father, my daddy who so loves me that He withholds nothing from me and has given everything for my sake, even His one and only begotten Son up to death that I might live. God Our Father has adopted me into His holy family for all eternity. I stand in the truth of His promises which are the same yesterday, today, and forever that I am His and He is mine. It is my creator and yours who holds me in the very hollow of His hand and no one can take me out of His hand.

I therefore have the audacity to speak in solidarity with all of my brothers and sisters in Christ Jesus, on behalf of this holy family and in His Most Holy Name.

Holy Father Francis, bishops, priests and deacons,

You may not know who I am but I do.

I am a temple of the Holy Spirit within me. That same Spirit which was breathed over the waters when the world came to be was poured out into my heart by the imposition of your hands through the holy ministry conferred upon you. It is that sacramental grace which confirms in God’s children power from on High so that we might to be His witnesses to the ends of the earth. It is that same Spirit flowing through my veins which compels me to speak.

The message that I have been given is not my own; it does not come from me but has been entrusted to me and woe to me if I do not speak it. Woe to you if you will not hear.

The part that has been given to me as a member of the laity of the Catholic Church is to speak and I will not remain silent.

Holy Father Francis, bishops, priests and deacons,

I know who we are, but do you?

We are the beloved bride of Christ whom you have solemnly promised in a sacred and holy covenant with our God to love as He loves and to serve as He serves.

Our Jesus loves us with an everlasting love. He humbled Himself, forsaking every comfort — heaven itself — to take on flesh that He might become Emmanuel “God with us” in time and history, and here in this moment as I speak to you today. He has made a complete and total gift of Himself, on the cross and in the Eucharist that His very body and blood, soul and divinity might be offered for our nourishment and strength, for our fullness of joy and salvation. His life is fully, freely, faithfully, and fruitfully offered in exchange for ours forever. He suffers and bleeds, submits Himself to insults and scorn, scourging and spitting, is stripped before the jeering crowd, bears the weight of the cross, and is nailed to it for our sake. He takes our sins and the sins of the whole world upon Himself, willingly, and with a heart full of love dies that we might live.

Does your love resemble His?

Holy Father Francis, bishops, priests and deacons of the Catholic Church, I know who I am and I know who you are too. Do you?

You have been called with a sacred vocation from our triune God to be the hands and feet of this tremendous Lover of my soul here on earth.

On the day of your ordination, you came before the throne of grace and solemnly swore with an everlasting covenant to lay down your life for Christ, with Christ, and as Christ. You stretched out your body on the ground before the holy altar of God that you might become a living sacrifice of love like Him.

Have you emptied yourself out on that same altar and allowed yourself to be made by heaven’s grace into a man like my Jesus?

As the face and voice of the beloved bride of Christ, bone of His bones and flesh of His flesh, I am brought before you now to remind you of that great and terrible day of your ordination.

Remember and know for certain that with all of heaven and earth as witness, you took this beautiful bride — that is Christ’s very body — to be your own wedded wife.

You promised to be true

In good times and in bad

In sickness and health

From that day forward

And into all eternity.

Holy Father Francis, bishops, priests and deacons,

I stand before you today as the face and voice of a daughter of the Queen of Heaven whom we honor this day, as the precious child of God our Father, as a temple of the Holy Spirit living within me, as Christ’s own flesh, to beg of you this question:

“Do you love me?”

Are not these the bad times for which you promised to be true?

Hear for certain and know that these days are evil and that the atrocities committed at your hands, under the authority entrusted to you, by your side and by your brothers, proceeds straight from the pit of hell itself.

This devastating injury that has unleashed all that is demonic upon this bride has been devised by the father of lies and the prince of darkness with the intent of nothing less than the death and destruction of Christ and His church on earth.

There are some among you who have joined the ranks of Judas Iscariot, betraying your own flesh and blood. You have aligned yourselves with the plans and wickedness of the evil one and handed Christ Jesus Himself over to His enemies.

Know for certain that this body of the bride who you have so heinously wronged in ways too malicious to speak today is the very body of Christ Jesus the Lord. The deeds you have done, you have done as unto Him. You who have turned your back on all that is true, good, and beautiful and you who have looked the other way, supporting, rationalizing, and continuing to trivialize demons, you have betrayed your baptism into this family and the solemn vow of your ordination made to God and to me.

You who have been ordained to be the hands and feet of the Lover of my soul who suffered and died for me, who laid down His life for me that I might live, do you stand impotent and powerless, complacent and idle as the beautiful body of Christ’s bride that has been entrusted to your care languishes unaided, unprotected, undefended, unsupported and unloved?

Let the whole world know that you who have betrayed all that is holy do not represent this family, this church, or our God. Those who have the authority to do so must do what needs to be done and expel every evil from our midst.

As a representative of this bride, for the good of all His church and for your own salvation, I demand that you be separated from us for the remainder of the days left to you on this earth. There is no place for you here. May the horror of what you have done be made known to you and may you be filled with sorrow and contrition for your vile sins. May you be turned over to the authorities, tried for your offence, and prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. May you receive the severity of this just punishment with humility and contrition. May God of all justice and truth have mercy on your souls.

This — like every crisis throughout the history of the Church, and like every marriage that suffers — is a crisis of fidelity.

The remedy for unfaithfulness, your own and that of your brothers, is faithfulness.

The time has come to unswervingly adhere yourself to the truth and with the power given to you by Jesus Himself and in His Name, cast out every evil from our midst. Allow the light of truth to shine into every dark and hidden place. May all that has not been revealed be made known now for the praise and glory of His great Name. This battle has already been won and victory is mine says the Lord.

Who among you has been crucified with Christ, resisting evil to the point of shedding your own blood out of love for me?

In these bad times, be true to your vows.

Holy Father Francis, bishops, priests and deacons,

I stand before you today as the face and voice of a daughter of the Queen of Heaven, who we honor this day, as the precious child of God our Father, as a temple of the Holy Spirit living within me, as Christ’s own flesh, and I ask you again,

“Do you love me?”

Look with eyes wide open upon your bride whose body is wracked with malignancy and hear the dreadful diagnosis. You who have promised to be true in sickness, know for certain how dire the extent of this disease is due to the evils committed against her, the ignorance, negligence, and malpractice of those meant to tend to her every need and health.

I tell you in truth that every earthly counsellor and physician would receive this report and confirm that there is nothing else that can be done; the church must make peace with her loved ones and die.

But you, don’t you dare give up on her.

Shame on you if you leave us now.

Hear our divine physician proclaim that this sickness will not end in death, that He who made this body out of nothing can breathe life into its breathless lungs once more. It is He who will crush this heart of stone with the power of His arm that is mighty to save and give us a new heart of flesh. His own heart within us will beat and pulse and thrive once more. He has promised that he will not abandon us up to this corruption, that He will never leave us, that all the powers of hell, of sin and darkness and disease, can unleash themselves out upon us, and that the gates of the netherworld will not prevail. This church given to us by Christ Himself will be sustained by Him also.

I will not die but live.

But the extent of the treatment called for today may bring us to the very brink of death. Steady the surgeon’s knife in your hand and cut out every cancerous cell among us. Amputate whole limbs if necessary. Submit yourself to the light that no part of this body remains in shadow but that the light of Christ shines on every blot, every mutinous cell turned traitorous to its own body.

Allow the love of Christ to radiate without and within and to burn away all that is not of Him, knowing full well that it is going to hurt like hell. Do absolutely everything within your power that this bride may be made well once more. Do all this knowing that she may become emaciated beyond recognition before this treatment has run its course. Be her strength when she can no longer stand or lift her head in weariness from her sick bed. This bride, filled with the cancer of evil now spread through every organ, is the body of Christ. Together, we must fight for her life.

We simply cannot continue to do what we have always done and hope that it will be enough. It is not. These are desperate times and desperate measures must be taken.

For your own good and for the good of all the Church, do what must be done.

Father Francis, bishops, priests and deacons,

I stand before you today as the face and voice of a daughter of the Queen of Heaven, who we honor this day, as the precious child of God our Father, as a temple of the Holy Spirit living within me, as Christ’s own flesh to ask you for a third time,

“Do you love me?”

You, who have been so bold as to be sealed with the sacrament of holy ordination that you might stand as representative of this magnificent bridegroom, in persona christi for the church on earth — where is your holy boldness now?

Where are the holy hearts formed after His extravagant one?

I can assure you that Jesus is not silent in response to the devil’s temptations and lies. He meets them head on, and defeats them with the power of God’s Word stored within His heart. The demons tremble before him and flee to the pit from which they came at the power of His great Name to the glory of God our Father. He does not stand by idle, shrugging helpless hands, and He is not merely “saddened” by the vile atrocities that ravage His beloved church today.

No!

His heart is set ablaze with the fire of love incarnate and is encircled with a crown of thorns. It has been pierced through with a lance that every last drop of His blood might gush forth, poured out in an agony of heartache to be a cleansing flood of salvation for you and for me. He rips it from His chest and holds it before my eyes, bleeding and pulsing with love. His heart is for me, and it is moved with pity for his people who are like sheep without a shepherd. He weeps with me. He. Is. Outraged.

You who dare to stand in His place by the virtue of your ordination, to represent so splendid a love as this, to love what He loves and to hate what He hates;

Where is your heartbreak?

If you have been too weak or afraid to speak, paralyzed by fear, or impotent with indifference, know that your silence is deafening and that it resounds in the Church throughout the world. If the strongest response that you have been able to muster is sadness, know that it is not enough. We need you to rend your hearts before us.

Priests of God, where is your pity?

Be moved by the plight of your people who are not merely like sheep without a shepherd, but who are sheep who have been handed over to the wolves by the very ones who promised to protect them. Tend to this betrayed and ravaged flock.

Jesus received the news of the death of His friend Lazarus and wept. Jesus, both God and man, shed countless tears with a love both human and divine, so moved was He by the effects of sin and death brought upon this world and his beautiful creation by the cunning lies of the evil one. He wept, and then he called the dead back to life. He brought him out from the darkness of the tomb, and instructed the people to care for him.

Men of God, where are your tears?

Weep for me and for yourselves. Weep for generations to come at the atrocities committed against Christ during these terrible days in which we live. Shed tears until there are no more tears left to cry, and then call this dearest of friends back from the brink of death into the fullness of life and of light once again.

Men of God, I tell you truly that Jesus is filled with righteous indignation at the sacrilege that has taken place in His Father’s house and is overturning every table that desecrates the sacred place in which He dwells.

Men called to be like him, I ask you, where is your outrage?!

If you are not angry yet, read the horrors of the cross spelled out in the Grand Jury report of the state of Pennsylvania 900 pages long. Do not divert your eyes from the body of Christ crucified, beaten and bloodied, betrayed, and turned over to the hands of the evil one. Read every terrible word, stand firm on Calvary’s hill and watch the crucifixion of Christ’s own flesh that you might see and know what love He has for us. It was looking full upon the horror of these evils unleashed within our Church today in 2018 that caused Him to sweat drops of blood in His agony of the garden. Stay awake with Him now. You who continue the ministry of the apostles, be alert and steadfast now, pray, and suffer with Him now and in the days that are to come.

How far are you willing to go?

How much are you willing to suffer for the sake of Christ and out of love for His very body, bone of His bones and flesh of His flesh that I am? Are you willing to drink from the cup of suffering from which He drank? Are you willing to lay down your life for me as you have solemnly promised to do?

I come to you who are the representatives of my beloved Jesus with a holy defiance to boldly proclaim this truth today, and heaven help you if you will not hear it.

Heaven and earth cry out to you, be holy as He is holy.

Do what must be done.

If you have ever had any love for God or this Church your bride, fight for her now.

Holy Father Francis, bishops, priests and deacons,

I know who I am.

I know who you are.

Do you?

Be the man of God that you were ordained to be!

Be true to the vows that you have made from this day forward that He may never be parted from you.

May heaven help us now.

Let us pray,

Remember, O most gracious Virgin Mary that never was it known that anyone who fled to your protection, implored your help or sought your intercession was left unaided. Inspired by this confidence, we fly unto you O virgins of virgins our mother. To you do we come, before you we stand, sinful and sorrowful. O mother of the Word Incarnate, despise not our petitions but in your mercy, hear and answer us.

All Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit, as it was in the beginning is now and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.