Commentary on the betrayal of the Ontario bishops here.
In case you missed it, you can read what I would have done here.
Sometimes I question whether I am too hard on the bishops. And then just as I start to feel guilty about myself and go to Confession and confess that I’ve been too critical of them, another one of these episcopal jems gets shined. And then I get all pee’d off again.
Believe it or not, I never really feel good about unloading on them from time to time. It’s not a good thing. If it persists, it can be lethal to your spiritual life and faith in the Church. I have long tired of being a bad ass. Sometimes, I just want to throw in the towel and walk away, let the whole thing go to hell, and sing sweet nothings in the ears of our bishops.
But I can’t do it because I’m a father and I can see what awaits my children and grandchildren: it flows and the colour is red.
As a man and a father, I am bitterly disappointed with the cowardice of our bishops. But when you’re more of a church politician and manager than you are a father, it explains much of what has happened over the past 40+ years.
Apart from the brutal persecution which is coming as sure as the sun rises, so too is the loss of credibility and trust we can put in these bishops.
You can thank the Winnipeg Statement for all of this.