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Fr. Roger Landry: The Reality of Hell and Divine Mercy Sunday: ‘Enter Through the Narrow Gate’ – Brown Pelican Society of Lousiana

Fr. Roger Landry: The Reality of Hell and Divine Mercy Sunday: ‘Enter Through the Narrow Gate’

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By Father Roger Landry, EWTN News,

Father Roger Landry, Catholic chaplain at Columbia University, is ecclesiastical assistant to Aid to the Church in Need USA. Father Landry, a priest of the Diocese of Fall River, Massachusetts, has been appointed by the U.S. bishops a “National Eucharistic Preacher.”

 

COMMENTARY: Hell exists not despite God’s love but precisely because of it.

Father Roger LandryWhen my siblings and I were very young and incorrigibly misbehaving, my mother, as a last-ditch effort to get us to listen, would occasionally pick up the rotary phone and inform us that she was calling “Mr. Meaney” to come to get us in his big car and cart us away.

She would carry on credible one-way conversations with the imaginary sadist, explain to him our delicts, ask details concerning the fearsome backseat of his “terror mobile,” and agree with him about the length and severity of our detention.

With creativity evocative of Stephen King and Oscar-worthy acting, my mother would invariably get the four of us begging for mercy and resolving never to repeat our infractions. She was always able to persuade the barbarous Mr. Meaney to let us off each time with a stern warning, while committing to call him back immediately if we didn’t keep our end of the plea bargain. …

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