When we don’t nastily and persistently criticize the behavior in our own Church, we especially make ourselves one of “we Catholics.”
Do you know that I wanted all three of my sons to go into the seminary?
Now, all three of afraid of being grabbed in the seminary!
How many American Catholic households is that true of?
A family acquaintance went into the seminary and saw some other candidates in church, during Mass, playfully sticking their hands down the backs of one another’s pants.
Later, he asked the same candidates where they had been so late. “Oh, we went to a place at thus-and-such a street in town.” It was the “homosexual quarter” in their town.
Alarmed and fed-up, he went to the seminary dean, and told them about the pants incident during Mass.
The Dean asked him if maybe the seminary wasn’t for him.
Read “Goodbye, Good Men.” It’s not fiction. It describes a big problem.