Marriage is the lifelong union of a man and a woman, establishing a new family. It is, by its very nature, designed for the procreation and raising of children. It is sacred, designed by God from the beginning and establishing in human form the sacred bond between Christ and his Bride the Church.

 

That is what we have a right and duty to teach in Catholic schools, youth groups and from the pulpit of every Catholic church. It is not an optional pious statement nor is it something that is subject to Government policy.

 

 

What can we do as Catholics to ensure that the truth about marriage is taught and its meaning understood? How can we nurture and sustain Catholic marriages? Decades ago Father Edward Holloway noted that living the Christian way in modern British society was like trying to remain clean and healthy while living amid open sewers. Things are much messier today: the sewage has seeped into the land and infection is widespread…and the very pumps which ought to be controlling it and ensure health and wellbeing are being used to spread it systematically everywhere.

 

None of which allows us to assert smugly that it’s all the fault of other people – including, of course, people in public office, people holding office in the Church, people with power in industry, but certainly not us - and that therefore we should find ourselves some Crusoe-style mental and emotional islands and cope with things from there. On the contrary. Christ calls us not to be afraid, and will ask us , at the end of our lives, for an account of how we lived and the measure by which we sought to help others especially the poor and miserable.

 

 

The FAITH Movement offers a powerful and effective way forward. For something approaching half a century, it has fostered the vocations of good numbers of young men to the priesthood. It has offered formation and spiritual nourishment to young people whose children and grandchildren now arrive with noisy enthusiasm at the FAITH Summer sessions. And constantly growing and evolving networks of friendship and contacts ensure that new groups form, whether formally as with meetings in London and Glasgow and elsewhere, or informally through social get-togethers. In this, it shares characteristics with other New Movements in the Church, a significant development first formally given recognition by Pope St John Paul and now a part of Catholic life worldwide that offers real hope for the Church of the 21st century.

 

 

But it’s going to be difficult to teach and even to live the truth of Christian marriage and family life in the immediate future. The emergence of “identity politics” has created powerful tribes, fuelled by the bitterness and confusion of their origins. This summer there will be marches through Britain’s cities under the slogan of Pride. Our country’s flag will be replaced, on Government offices in Whitehall, with the striped Pride flag announcing proud support for homosexual and lesbian activity. There will be pressure on churches to follow suit – and it is, alas, very likely that some Anglican churches or cathedrals will oblige. The police and the Armed Forces will, as last year, be formally involved, with posters announcing full support for Pride and with pressure on representatives of the Forces to take part in the marches. There will be formal statements of warm support from public officials at national and local level.

 

Pride is one of the seven deadly sins, and always brings misery and failure. Even without the link now established between this word and the homosexual lifestyle, there is something bleak and miserable about the idea of a nation celebrating Pride. As the saying goes, Pride comes before a fall.

 

 

The Church has recently been described as being like a fieldhospital, ready to rescue the wounded. There are going to be many victims of Pride over the next years, and the answer to their wounds – and to the collective wound of the society attempting to celebrate Pride and falling so miserably as it does so – is Christian love. Not sentimentality, or bogus assertions of kindness that carry no meaning. Not affirmations that there are no wounds. Rather, that authentic Christian love that modern saints have been raised up to teach us: Maximillian Kolbe in Auschwitz, Mother Theresa in the slums of Calcutta, John Paul II in hospital forgiving the would-be assassin who had ripped his stomach apart.