Goodbye, Good Men. My thoughts – for whatever they’re worth.

Before I opine on this book, it is vitally important that everyone, Catholics and non-Catholics, understand some very basic and important facts about the priestly sex scandal.  1st) Contrary to general opinion, the scandal was not caused primarily by pedophilia but by ephebophilia, the attraction of adult men to juvenile males. 81% of the actual abuse cases involved ephebophilia.  That’s right, 81%.  2nd) Of the actual substantiated cases of priestly sex abuse from 1950 to 1984, once the cases proven false were netted out, little more than 2% of priests were aberrant.  This is not hearsay.  These are the factual results of thorough, well-documented studies.  I recommend you read this article.  In fact, I insist.  You really must know your facts in order to be able to charitably correct those who are misinformed.

Priest

I had resolved to read Michael Rose’s book, Goodbye, Good Men, a few years ago but procrastinated.  I actually procrastinated to the point of believing, by the time I started it, that it was possibly already obsolete or becoming so.  The book is now 12 years old and came out during the height of hype of the Catholic priestly sex scandal.  I was wrong about it being dated (it never will be), and though I wish I had read it years earlier, it assisted me greatly in understanding not only the source of the scandals, but also of the priest shortage, which to me was a very real problem but fraught with perplexity as to the why of it.  I attended workshops and ministry training  since my reversion around the year 2000, and nary a one neglected to mention this looming catastrophe.  Funnily, it was never actually defined as a “problem”, and I don’t even recall hearing the word “shortage”.  Usually the teacher would smile smugly, look knowingly at the participants, and condescendingly announce the coming changes, in the form of merging parishes and lay ministers running communion services.  “It’s not a matter of if, but of when, and lay ministry will come to the forefront!”  It seemed definitive that the Holy Mass would become a rare event.  I knew the shortage was under way – I’d read the numbers – but I didn’t understand why.  It seemed to me there was a connection with Vatican II, but nothing else.

The book elicited two primary emotional reactions: one of sadness and one of anger.  I am saddened because Rose makes clear that the American Seminaries had been hijacked by administrations and faculties whose goal is to – pay close attention – change the Catholic Church by undermining Catholic doctrine.  Yes.  They hate the Catholic Church, and wish to destroy it and/or re-form it according their unnatural and immoral agenda.  I am angered because this did and is still occurring (to a lesser extent I hope) under the neglectful, apathetic, and in some cases, approving rule of our bishops.  Though the book ended on a note of hope, I was not left hopeful in general because I have personally observed, and sometimes been the victim of, the rotten fruit of this denigration in the archdiocese I came from; I know it is widespread, and I do not trust our bishops unless proven trustworthy.  That is sad.  I feel shortchanged because I had poor formation and catechesis like most of my generation, and now the Catholic Church in America has robbed me and my peers of plentiful well-formed priests.   My comfort and confidence lie not in the bishops, but in the promise of Jesus that the gates of Hell will not prevail against His Church.

In a nutshell, Catholic Church-haters who have been running many of the seminaries have been riding an agenda of change, and drilling seminarians with it, that includes sexual license and deviancy, hostility toward an all-male priesthood, sacrilege of the Holy Eucharist, and well, you name it: if it’s Catholic, it’s a target.  But this agenda is twofold.  It covers positive indoctrination of seminarians of all these things indeed, but what is to be done of those men who are strong in their faith, strong in devotion, solid in doctrine, and firm in vocation?  That would upset the agenda wouldn’t it?  Hence such men – real men, good men – are turned away.  Those that get in must get in line with the agenda or get kicked out.  Only with exception have such men made it to ordination, and certainly not unscathed.  This, my friends, is the source of the priest shortage.  Creating a shortage is part of the agenda, too.  You see, with a shortage the agenda now forcefully argues that celibacy is the problem, that priests must be allowed to marry.  That women must be ordained.  And so on.  It is a satanic irony for them to claim that the reason for the priestly sex scandal is celibacy.  How does marriage solve the problem of men sexually abusing boys?

My personal feelings of being shortchanged by the Church are nothing compared to the good men who have been generous to respond to God’s call to ordination, who desired to abdicate marriage and embrace celibacy for the glory of God and salvation of souls, who were (and are) thwarted, rejected, hated, and injured by the “elitists” who run the seminaries. Not to mention the untold numbers of souls who’ve been robbed and have possibly perished in the wake of this catastrophic loss.

Don’t take my word for what is in the book, for I have only hinted at the complexity of the root cause.  You need to read this book.  You need to understand the scope.  You need the ugly and ungodly truth.  You need to know what the dissenters are saying.  You need to pray and fast and make sacrifices for the restoration of the Church.  This book will help you understand the depth of the problem and the direness of reparation and imploring God to stop the destruction and call those good men back.  Don’t be disheartened and don’t be discouraged.  God is in control, and His plan is good.  In fact, it’s fabulous!  That is why we will pray and hope and be of good cheer!  We are on the winning side.

 

How to NOT attract souls to our Church

This is how NOT to bring people into Church.  It is also how NOT to evangelize, or bring souls to understand the astonishing truths of our faith, or raise their minds and hearts to lofty thoughts and greater love of God.  It’s not a big factor, but it’s so typical of the junky garbage that our “modern” Church spews out, along with bad music and tepid liturgy.  I mean, how does this artwork appeal to you?  Does it inspire you to run to Jesus and change your life?

Ugly CropBeautiful artwork, isn’t it?

Uglier Crop

How about this one?  Who’s the guy on the left?  The Son of God?  The Pantocrator?  How about Peter?  Does he look part porcupine or what?

I don’t know about you, but I’m with this guy:

Pantocrator

Just sayin’ . . .

Misbehavin’ Catholics

I can’t help myself.  I must speak out about issues I am passionate about, and I will begin with the behavior of people at Mass.  I say at the outset that I have no intention of judging souls.  I am judging actions, not the intentions behind the actions.  It is necessary to do so (and will probably be done frequently here) for the sake of truth.

I was delighted to attend the ordination of four priests for the Archdiocese of Los Angeles on May 31st at Our Lady of the Angels Cathedral.  I wasn’t sure what to expect, though I’ve heard that ordinations are the most moving and beautiful of Masses.  I was not disappointed, not in general, and not in particular in regards to the Archdiocese.  In fact, the Mass was heavenly!  There was no monkey business.

The music was so beautiful it was transporting.   Hearing the Gloria sung in Latin by the choir was so . . . Vatican II!  Yes!  The Mass in my opinion was faithful to the texts of Vatican II on the Liturgy, which called for Latin and for chant to have pride of place.

The people around us were somewhat behaved, until the Laying on of Hands, a time-consuming ceremony that lasted perhaps 10 minutes while the choir gloriously sang Veni Sancte Spiritus.  It could have been angels in heaven!  But it was this time in which many around us saw opportunity to talk!  Conversations, LOUD ones, broke out all around us, in Spanish, English, and Korean.  The ladies behind us might have been at a luncheon for all they thought about keeping their conversations hushed (and they were archdiocesan catechists, for heaven’s sake!).  I kept thinking of writing BE QUIET on my program and holding it up so they could see it over my shoulder, but I was too chicken.  I spent the entire time wrestling with the question of whether it would be rude to tell everyone to hush.  (Isn’t that a horrible way to spend your time in worship?)  This would have had to be repeated many times in all directions – the conversations were breaking out like hotspots near a wildfire.  After my intense experiences with rude progressive Catholics (another story for another time), I imagined them all spouting back at me “Remove the log from your own eye”, “Judge not”, and etc.  It would all be to indicate that I was intolerant and lacking of charity.  But these were just imaginings, and I kick myself for not having the courage to shush them.

Our worship must be conscious and attentive, and attended by silence and reverence for the Holy Sacrifice.  Yet anymore and in most places, those of us who are silent become nothing more than quiet victims of the indignities and irreverence of those around us, those who do not understand that they are in the King’s court, those who do not understand the Mass.  I try to tell myself to be grateful they are even there, but a quick shush, even done kindly, is misunderstood in the face of ignorance.  They (the talkers) only believe we are being rude.  What they really need is a few minutes catechism explaining why the need for quiet attentiveness.  It is easier with children because they are open, with those fascinating imaginations, to all that can be said about the supernatural realities taking place before and around them.  They are truly desperate for this knowledge.

Unfortunately at the Confirmation Mass we attended a few nights later, things got uglier.  Two children behind me played, tickled, giggled, squirmed, flapped books, and talked very loudly.  They listened the first couple of times I turned around and asked them to be quiet, but after the fourth or fifth attempt it became apparent they were mocking me.  I finally turned to their mother beside them and pleaded with her, in Spanish, to please tell her children to show respect for the Holy Mass, which surprised her, but apparently she approved of her children’s behavior for it did not abate.  Rather, it increased in proportion with their boldness due to lack of consequence and the activity of conferring the Sacrament and Holy Communion.  I say children; they were about 12 and 13 years old.

Do people really understand the Mass?  I am not talking about understanding heavenly mysteries that transcend our intellectual capabilities.  I speak of basic Catechism here.  I did not receive it growing up, and my contemporaries have not either.  They are not culpable who are truly ignorant, but in the face of that, something must be done to instruct them.  I’ll be brainstorming that one!