by WILLIAM FRIEDKIN for Vanity Fair
Sunday morning, May 1 of this year, was Father Amorth’s 91st birthday, but he had no plans to celebrate. He awoke just after dawn, said his usual morning prayers and one to Joseph of Cupertino, a 17th-century saint, and another to the late Father Candido Amantini, his mentor. Clutching a walking aid, he shuffled from his cell-like room to the dining room on the third floor of the Paulist Fathers residence, south of Rome’s historic center.
After his usual breakfast of caffè latte and biscotti, Father Amorth returned to his room, which had Continue reading →
‘It’s real. They are real, and they are powerful.’
by GARTH KANT World Net Daily
She was the world’s only fat and ugly fashion model.
Or so she thought. The mirror said otherwise. But no one could convince her. In reality, she was slender and stunning. Extremely in demand. Extremely successful. Extremely well paid. She lived the “good life” so many only dream about – rich, successful and beautiful. But she was bedeviled by an illusion.
“People think they have to do something extraordinary, but it is actually the very ordinary things that build up graces and offer protection. If a Catholic is praying, going to Mass, and receiving the sacraments, then the devil is already on the run.”
The battle rages on against “the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil” (Ephesians 6:12). The devil’s main activity is tempting us to sin but that rarely rankles us. It’s when things go bump in the night that people are shaken up.
“That is a possessed woman there,” says Fr Vincenzo Taraborelli as he points up to an 18th Century fresco in his Roman church. “They’re holding her with her mouth open. She has little devils coming out of her body. She’s being freed.”
It is a scene the 79-year-old priest says he knows well. For the past 27 years, Fr Taraborelli has performed exorcisms – the Catholic rite of expelling evil spirits.
He stumbled into the job when a fellow priest needed help.
“I didn’t know what it was, I hadn’t studied it,” the father says. “He told me what to do. I was totally ignorant.” Continue reading →
There’s a scene from one of those movies about exorcism where the priest, a fictional Jesuit played by Anthony Hopkins, is performing the ritual when his cellphone rings. “Father” Hopkins picks up the phone with his left hand and talks into it as his outstretched right arm continues to drive out the demon that has possessed the young woman he is trying to heal and make whole again.
This past Friday brought sad tidings, the news of the passing of yet another person of note in a year when there seems to have been a great preponderance of last breaths drawn by those who have shaped our culture and world.
And yet this passing will likely be noted by few in the world outside the Catholic Church. While unfortunate, it’s sadder that many even within the Church will take little note of the fact that this giant is no longer with us. He was a man and, more important still, a loyal follower of Christ, going wherever it was that conscience and the Magisterium told him to go.