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Let's keep praying that Our Lord don't forsake his Elect.

Um.


I read a lot of strange phraseology on the internet.  


Aren't the elect by definition not forsaken?  And wouldn't the prayer be that I (and you) are among the elect?  

 

Ok, you are right, let me rephrase that ( English not my first language) :

Let us humbly pray that we are part of the Elect for they shall not be forsaken until the end of times.  :smile:

I thought the times will be shortened for the sake of the elect. Does it say anyone gets forsaken? (Except Ps. 22, which is my favorite Psalm and I know that one well.) :scared2:

But oh yes, I most fervently pray to be counted among the elect though I am most undeserving, and I'm not just saying that to emulate Humble Frank. Yes, my treasure's in Heaven, all of it, but I trip up sorely with the "And the second is like to this: Thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself. On these two commandments dependeth the whole law and the prophets." —because these Anglicans are our neighbors and THAT is something that I struggle with.

I try to remember Sts. Thomas More and John Fisher probably blessed the heathens Anglicans as they were being unjustly slaughtered. But I fear it is beyond me to forget those particular offenses, or the ones happening now like in the OP. In real life, I try so hard to be nice and pleasant around everyone, even criminals that hold me up (happened once, I NICELY turned the tables on him and the police arrested him, and I felt guilty for that! I had to testify against him, and I was pleasant in court!).  A criminal I can handle; a flagrant Sodomite I can nod at and move on. But an anti-christ? Really? No, it's not in me, and I've DUG DEEP. Regular Episcopalians who don't talk about their religion, I'm okay with; the short-haired woman priests who walk like linebackers and even (I kid you not) seem flirtatious, I can barely speak to, and then I want to throw up.

I would need to start drinking heavily and change my personality to handle people who "dress up" as clergy but spout evil. It's just not in me to treat them as in any way "my brothers."

So I really doubt I'm part of the elect. That's why I try to go to Mass as much as possible here on earth: to see as much of the altar and be as much of the Kingdom as possible before I die. I'm fully aware it might be all I get, and if it is, I will thank God for that much from the bowels of Hell.