McCarrick and Rother: The Tares and the Wheat Co-Exist in this World

McCarrick and Rother: The Tares and the Wheat Co-Exist in this World July 30, 2018
Blessed Stanley Rother. Copyright Rebecca Hamilton. All Rights Reserved

I had planned to write a rather scathing column today. 

I’ve been on my last nerve regarding Christian clergy of every denomination ever since so many of them came out to attack the victims and back the child molester in last year’s election to replace Attorney General Sessions in the United States Senate. That repudiation of the Gospels on the part of so many religious leaders and their weak-headed followers sent me off in a crisis of faith that rivaled the one that set me on the anti-God phase of my life back when I was 18 years old. 

The difference this time is that I have no doubt about Jesus and His love for the victims of these heinous crimes. I know that rape/sexual assault/child molesting victims are Christ crucified, standing right before these self-aggrandizing religious leaders, and that the religious leaders are, by their mistreatment of them, crucifying Him all over again. 

That is what we are witnessing when our Catholic bishops fail so abysmally in their handling of clergy sexual abuse. We are watching them crucify Our Lord in the name of the Church. They are the Pharisees. 

The Pharisees who murdered Our Lord did not need to know that they were murdering God in the flesh to understand that they were sinning. Their own laws, and the natural law that is written in every human heart, told them so. 

It is the same with other religious leaders who can’t seem to figure out that rape, sexual assault and the sexual abuse of minors is wrong. They don’t need an enraged laity to force them to know that what they are doing is wrong. They have the teachings of the Gospels, the convicting power of the Holy Spirit and natural law to tell them. They know that what they are doing is wrong. They. Just. Don’t. Care.

Before I went to mass yesterday, I had every intention of using the facts I’ve just recited as a jumping-off point to write a column that’s been in my heart for months. I had formulated a good bit of the verbiage in my head and I was ready to write.

Then, as often happens, I went to mass and things inside me changed. Yesterday we honored Blessed Stanley Rother, an Oklahoma farm boy who became a martyr because he loved the flock that God had given him. 

Our pastor knew Father Stanley Rother. He explained that “Stan” as he called him, fell in love with the Mayan people of Guatemala. Blessed Stanley Rother, who famously said, “the shepherd cannot run,” died for love of the people to whom he ministered. 

Pastoral love is a powerful force for good in this world. It is a love that can heal broken people and lift them out of the confining misery of their lives and into the expanse of life abundant that Jesus came to give us. 

The reason it matters so much that the bishops have betrayed Christ over and over and over and over and over and over and over again is that betrayal of the flock, setting wolves on the flock, is a repudiation of the pastoral love that is their only excuse for existing. 

In that other column, the one I planned to write, I was going to say that the priesthood is a conduit of the grace of the sacraments, like an electric socket is a conduit of electricity. I believe that. But there is a bit more to the priesthood than that; or at least there should be. 

Priests are not mindless conduits of grace via the sacraments. They aren’t — or they shouldn’t be — mere sacrament dispensers. If that is all they allow themselves to be, and all we chose to make of them, then we can take the sacraments from them and ignore them in the same way that we ignore a soft drink machine. 

That is the peril inherent in this deadly game of I-won’t-change-and-you-can’t-make-me that bishops have played with the laity during the decades of the on-going sexual abuse crisis. A lot of good Catholics are close to giving up on the bishops. I don’t know if the bishops themselves realize this. They are, as a group, so self-referencing and insulated that they may not know it. The danger isn’t that a lot of people are going to get up and leave the Church, although there may be some of that. The danger is that people will start treating the Church as a sacrament dispenser and the priest and bishops as irrelevant to moral judgement.

They have failed to deal effectively with the sexual abuse of minors by clergy, or sexual predation on any level or of any type. They have failed to be honest. They have failed to address the issues of rape, sexual assault and child abuse in the larger culture. The past two years has been a historic, homeric fail in that regard. 

This has gone way beyond the point where we can talk about mistakes. If there ever was such a point, it is done and done. 

Pastoral love is the thread that runs through many of the stories of martyred priests. From St Damien of Molokai to Blessed Stanley Rother, the story of their martyrdom and their witness to Christ is the story of a deep love affair between them and the people God gave them to shepherd. 

Pastoral love is the glue that holds parishes together and binds Catholics to Rome. It is the thing that allows God to reach through a priest and into a suffering parishioner and say the thing that person needs to hear to heal. 

The priesthood without pastoral love is just a heartless sacrament dispenser, a mindless conduit of grace, like a soft drink dispenser. It becomes something people use and ignore. Without pastoral love, the Church fails. 

What are pew-sitting Catholics supposed to do about bishops who do not love us? How are we supposed to convince our leaders to be followers of Christ? What can we do to make them stop preening and pick up their crosses and follow Him? 

We can rage, withhold donations, stop listening to them when they speak. We can reduce the Church to a sacrament dispenser and go our own way while staying in place. Or we can get up and walk out and go elsewhere, to become our own little gods or to follow some other fallen clergy.

What we cannot do is make them change. That is all on them. 

The truth is, that Jesus told us that the tares and the wheat had to co-exist in the same fields until He came again for the harvest. Bishops and clergy who ignore and disbelieve victims of sexual assault, rape, and child molesting co-exist in the world with the Stanley Rothers. They wear the same collar, but they are not disciples of the same God. 

Our fate, whether we want to accept it or not, is to live in a world that is populated by monsters and saints; living, working, harming and loving side by side. We do not have the power to change any of them. 

But we do get to choose for ourselves which of them we want to emulate. Love or hubris. We get to choose. We have to choose. We make that choice over and over as we live our lives, many times each day, and none of us makes the right choice every time we do it. 

The tares and the wheat — the Stanley Rothers and the Theodore McCarricks — live together in this world. We will never get to the end of it so long as we live. There will always be monsters and monster-enablers. There will always be men and women of faith who are willing to die for love. 

When Jesus comes again, He will separate the tares from the wheat and He will dispose of the tares. Heaven is coming. 

But while we live in the now of this life, it is up to us to decide who we follow and what we do. The victims of rape, sexual assault and child molesting are Christ crucified, standing right in front of you. What will you — not the bishops, you — do about them? 

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2 responses to “McCarrick and Rother: The Tares and the Wheat Co-Exist in this World”

  1. I left the Church when I was 16 – this was when the Cardinal Beradine was accused and abuse by my parish priest(s) came out. I stayed away for 12 years, but I came back when I understood what God was saying to me. The Catholic Church is about Him and not the men that make up the hierarchy of the Church. With that said, the Church should be absolutely ashamed with their lackadaisical attitude towards abusers and the horrible way victims have been, and continue to be, treated. The Church MUST be held to a higher standard. Sadly, it’s a higher standard that the men in the Church absolutely refuse to meet. Neither my Bishop nor my Pastor have yet to say so much as one word on what is going on with McCarrick. The lack of anything publicly stated to the diocese and/or parish speaks volumes though. Funny thing is my Bishop and Pastor never seem to have an issue speaking when it comes to asking for money.

  2. My faith in humanity was hanging by a thread to begin with. My faith in God, however, is strong.

    We are promised that the Church will endure. We’ve endured worse from the Bishops before, St. John Paul The Great himself used to say that if the Bishops can’t destroy the church as hard as they try, Satan can’t either.

    What helped me gain some perspective into this issue was subscribing to Flocknote’s “Popes in a Year” series. I’m now re-reading it for the 2nd time. We’re only up to Pope Gregory VII, who reigned in the 1040s, and in that history we’ve already seen 4 periods just like this one where the sin of lust took over common sense, even going as high as the Pope.