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Why the Priests Should Marry
Convents and monasteries suppress and destroy all natural affection. In convents we were forbidden to express our feelings to any one. I dared not say, “I think you’re beautiful, Sister Teresa.” If the Mother surmised or had a suspicion that two little Nuns were friendly, she immediately separated them. They were never privileged to work together again. Therefore, each Nun was an enemy of the other. If you violated a rule, the Mother Superior was informed and you received the punishment, while the tattler was rewarded. You can understand this when you realize it placed the tattler in favour with the Mother Superior — and to have been in her favour placed one in favour with God.
Thousands of priests, monks and bishops are forbidden to marry — in violation of Gods laws. Evidently they never read the Holy Bible where the Apostle Paul instructed Timothy that, “A Bishop then must be blameless, the husband of one wife...” (I Timothy 3:2).
He also instructed the younger women to marry, bear children and guide the house in I Timothy 5:14. He certainly didn’t intend for them to be Nuns and refuse marriage by hiding themselves away behind cloistered walls.
The aged Paul the Apostle looked across the stream of time and prophesied to Timothy in the fourth chapter of the same book bearing his name:
“In the latter times some shall depart from the faith, giving heed to seducing .spirits, and doctrines of devils ... forbidding to marry, and commanding to abstain from meats, which God hath created to be received with thanksgiving.”
Celibacy of priesthood produces contamination and pollution under the conditions that they must live. I quote the following passage from Father Chiniquy’s book entitled “The Priest, The Woman and The Confessional.”
“... After a long and hard journey through the darkness and the storm we arrived at the house of a dying priest. ‘The doctor has honestly warned me that death is very near, and I feel that I am just now dying. Is it too late to ask and obtain pardon?’ asked the dying priest. ‘No, my dear sir, it is not too late, if you sincerely regret your sins. Throw, yourself into the arms of Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, make your confession without any more delay: l will absolve you and you will be saved.’ said Father Chiniquy. ‘But I have never made a good confession. Will you help me to make a general one?’ It was my duty to grant him his request, and the rest of the night was spent by me in hearing the confession of his whole life. The iniquities he had committed were simply and surprisingly horrible — unmentionable! No human tongue can express them, few human ears would consent to hear them. In his confession he stated, ‘The number of married and unmarried females I have heard in the confessional was fifteen hundred, of whom I have destroyed at least one thousand by questioning them on the most depraved things, for the simple pleasure of gratifying my own corrupt heart. without letting them know anything of my sinful thoughts and criminal desires toward them. But I’ve also destroyed the purity of ninety-five of those penitents who consented to sin with me.”
The confessional is a cesspool of sin. I do not say this because I have any animosity in my heart against priests. On the contrary, I pity them. By the diabolical power of Satan, they have been deprived of the grand, holy and divine remedy which God has given man against his own concupiscence — holy marriage. They are placed unprotected and unguarded in the most perilous, difficult and irresponsible, moral dangers which human ingenuity or depravity can conceive.
Those unmarried men are forced from morning until night to be in the midst of beautiful girls and tempting, charming women, who have to tell them things in the confessional that would melt the hardest steel. Can you expect them to be angels and not men?
No wonder God looked upon the lonely Adam in the Garden of Eden and said, “It is not good for man to be alone.” Therefore He made Eve and gave her in marriage to Adam. Adam chose to partake of the forbidden fruit and to exchange paradise for a dark, cruel world, rather than be separated from Eve, the one he loved. Love is the one ingredient that goes into every recipe to make a wonderful marriage, a happy home, a glorious church and a triumphal entrance into Heaven.
Holy Scripture states:
“Let every man have his own wife, to avoid fornication. “ I Cor. 7:2
Surely God ordained the marriage of the great Apostle Peter. Even in his praying for the sick, he mentioned his mother-in-law. Neither could I force myself to believe the Apostle Peter renounced his vows, forsook a lonely woman and refused to meet his marital obligations. If so, he would be classed as an infidel according to I Timothy 5:8.
Priests claim to represent God in the mass and the confessional. But I read in I Corinthians 3:16-17:
“Know ye not that ye are the temple of God, and that the Spirit of God dwelleth in you? If any man defile the temple of God, him shall God destroy; for the temple of God is holy. which temple ye are. “
Yet priests have made sex perverts out of thousands of altar boys.
When I see priests walking down the street with a filthy cigar or cigarette in their mouths, also bleary-eyed with intoxicating liquor, I am repulsed at the idea of their claim to be Christ’s representatives on earth.
They teach our youth to smoke and drink (as long as they do not drink to excess and become drunken). They are also taught that they can steal up to $40.00 and it’s not a mortal sin. They are not restrained in partaking of worldly pleasures and can be found in the theater, dance hall, billiard hall or the gambling den.
Can you picture our lovely Lord Jesus Christ, who knew no sin, walking down the street with a cigarette between His lips or liquor on His breath? No, a thousand times no!
I remember the one Nun who continued to refuse each priest that came to call on her. One particular day the Mother Superior locked her in her cell in company with four priests who were all intoxicated. They each took their turn in ravishing her, both body and soul. When their hellish, lustful, bestial natures had been satisfied, that poor Nun was a complete physical, mental and nervous wreck She looked like a poor animal that a bunch of hogs mauled, chewed and slobbered over. To think this takes place in the name of religion and not a red light district is incredible.
The Holy Bible declares in the Book of Revelation, Seventeenth Chapter, that this Babylon (Rome) is a whore with whom the kings of the earth have committed fornication, and the inhabitants of the earth have been made drunk with the wine of her fornication. It describes her as being arrayed in purple and scarlet colors, decked with gold, precious stones and pearls and having a golden cup in her handful of abominations and filthiness of her fornication. Upon her head is written, “Mystery, Babylon. the Great. The Mother of Harlots and Abominations of the Forth. She’s drunken with the blood of the saints and with the blood of the martyrs of Jesus
The Bible declares, in picturesque form, that Babylon sets on seven mountains