More comedy gold from the pages of the National Catholic Distorter.
Sermon on the Mount: the First Gathering of Cafeteria Catholics by Eugene Cullen Kennedy
You can tell them, as the Gospel puts it, a long way off. They are so puffed up with the hot air of self righteousness they resemble a covey of balloons jouncing against each other as they wait for take-off.
(Let's do this paragraph by paragraph). Yowza! Christian love just oozes from every word, doesn't it?
These are not just Catholics who want to preserve the Catholic values they cherish; they are rather those who, as careless of the truth as political consultants, sling mud at followers of Vatican II. If they took any more pleasure in denouncing the latter as "cafeteria Catholics" they would almost certainly commit a mortal sin.
So...who's slinging mud here? He's accusing faithful Catholics of being slanderous and committing calumny. The truth is - Pope Benedict XVI is
an authentic follower of Vatican II, in the way in which it was intended. Progressive Catholycs would have you believe otherwise, of course, that the Pope is trying to turn back the clock, which makes them the deceivers.
Speaking only for myself, calling fake Catholycs "cafeteria Catholics" is not a denouncement. It is a fairly accurate term. I take no pleasure in using the term - there but for the grace of God go I - it just is what it is.
To them, "cafeteria Catholics" pick and choose what teachings they will consume instead of stuffing down everything on the house menu, including yesterday's now rancid specials. These critics favor teachings that do not affirm humans or the universe but those that slap a moral lien on both. For them religion is castor oil for the spirit; it only does you good when it makes you feel bad.
The imagery of 'stuffing down everything on the house menu' - that's just crass. It conjures the idea that faithful Catholics believe Church teaching without thinking, without engaging the will, without trust. That we just shove all the items on the buffet table into our mouths. But that's not how it is.
The faithful Catholic looks at the buffet table and thinks: "I accept everything that God has presented to me necessary for my salvation. The plate in my hand is not large enough to hold all these gifts, so I will take as much as I can and savor each bite. When my plate is empty, I will return to the table and receive more. Some of the food might be unappealing (for me, it's stuff like eggplant or certain types of fish), but God has prepared it and served it, so it must be good for me. And since I can never be fully satisfied, I will return to the table again and again."
The cafeteria Catholic looks at the buffet table and thinks: "Oooh, that's a lot of food. In fact, there's
too much food. Wouldn't it be better if some of this was given to the hungry and the poor?"
The faithful Catholic is interested in the recipes and the ingredients, the methods used to prepare each dish, to better understand how the flavors and the textures mingle, mix and work together. They do this in order to better appreciate what they have received. They do this in order to be able to describe the foods and dishes to others, to pass on what they have experienced. They do this to share their joy with others, so that they too will want to come to the buffet.
The cafeteria Catholic is not interested in reading cookbooks or inspecting the kitchen - at least the ones that were used. They are too preoccupied with how certain foods make them feel, or how they appear. They refuse some of the bounty that is offered, and ask for food that isn't available. Thus, they often times will eat from a different table located in a banquet room down the hall, convinced they're still in the same restaurant. They repeatedly gorge themselves on the same dish trip after trip - forsaking all the rest that is available, becoming myopic in their tastes. To them, their choice is
the only choice; their selection is the best of all. And any suggestion to try a different food offends their sensibilities.
What exactly is a cafeteria and does it remind us of anything? According to the American Heritage Dictionary cafeteria derives from the idea of a "coffee house,' in which people gather convivially to take food and drink together, an old notion that speaks to moderns, ask Starbucks, they can tell you. A cafeteria "is a restaurant in which the customers are seated at a counter and carry their meals to tables." Does this bring to mind a bacchanal? Or does it stir associations with the everyday sacramental experience of the Catholic community?
Well, I don't know about you, but when I eat at a cafeteria-style restaurant, I don't sit down with strangers. Do you? To me, he offers two false choices. The closest thing to a bacchanal I can think of is a high school food fight. And the Catholic Mass fails the smell test too - it is not the building or the gathering that unites us - it is Christ's sacrifice on the cross, and that alone, that draws us in.
Catholics choose an atmosphere for the Eucharist that celebrates rather than denigrates them. They do not bring some one-size-fits all appetite for watered down New Age broth or for the stale bread and worse, menus written in the no longer intelligible language of another age. Instead, they express the specific spiritual hungers that arise from their individual experiences of loss and of their personal longings to be filled.
He forgot to include "cafeteria" as the first word in that paragraph. Faithful Catholics come to Mass not to celebrate themselves, but to worship God! When First Things are no longer first, anything goes. Thus he focuses on the externals here, and not the internal disposition, nor the supernatural. And through our right worship, we are filled by His grace in order to live life more fully and more in tune with His will.
They come to a table-like altar to eat and drink the body and blood of the Lord, laying their own lives with their failures and their dreams on its surface and returning to their pews knowing that they have not been accepted and fortified not in general but in the unique circumstances of their own lives. Yes, like those in a cafeteria, they know they are hungry and they pick out the nourishment that is right for them.
Ack! I'm embarrassed to have such a stupid paragraph on my blog. At least I didn't write it. According to Kennedy, we know ourselves better than God does, and we take what we want. I dunno, I thought we receive what we need, whether we know it or not, but what the heck do I know.
And like Jesus, when he looked out on the people spread across the hillside and recognized that some were blessed because they were meek and others because they sought peace while beyond them were those blessed because they did not complain but embraced their mourning while others earned a blessing because they thirsted for justice. The sacramental parallel is completed as these believers discover the nourishment they had chosen for themselves and give it away to feed the strangers around them.
This is idiotic. Christ wasn't doing a mountaintop shout out here. He was describing the blessings and joys in store for those who would follow Him and accept
all His teachings. He was pointing out, through paradox, that our life here and now prepares us for eternal life in the hereafter. Sure, at different times of our life, certain aspects of the Beatitudes are more prominent than others. But they aren't optional. We can't take five out of eight. In order to have the fullness of joy, we must work for perfection in every single one.
And then the last phrase:
"give it away to feed the strangers around them". I'm not sure what he means here. Sounds touchy-feely, doesn't it? Typical progressive-speak - make it about us. Ultimately, the way we live will be a witness to others, and that isn't so much giving it away to others, but it's giving it back to Christ.
Perhaps the Sermon on the Mount was the first gathering of cafeteria Catholics, people who honestly admitted their own spiritual hungers and sought and then shared just the food that they needed. They knew then what Catholics know now, that Jesus and his church will feed them just as they are in their own lives. Jesus looked on them as he gazes on us, moved by their plight and ours, that is, by their hunger for special food for their own needs. He proclaimed to them what he does to those now damned as "cafeteria Catholics," that the Kingdom of God belongs to them.
The entire Sermon on the Mount is so much more than the Eight Beatitudes - I'm not going to list all the things Christ taught, as detailed in Matthew's gospel. I will say this: at the conclusion, the people did not say "Man, am I full! I got just what I needed! Thanks bro, and alleluia!" No, this was their reaction:
"And when Jesus finished these sayings, the crowds were astonished at his teaching, for he taught them as one who had authority, and not as their scribes." (Mt 7:28-29) Sounds to me they were taken aback and surprised. And if you recall, the times crowds followed Christ around occurred
after He had fed them
real food (multiplication of the loaves in John, for instance).
Here's where I think "cafeteria Catholics" were first mentioned in the Bible:
"I know your works: you are neither cold nor hot. Would that you were cold or hot! So, because you are lukewarm, and neither cold nor hot, I will spew you out of my mouth." (Rev 3:15-16)If Kennedy thinks I'm being self-righteous, well, he can take it up with Jesus. After all, those are His words.