Catholics know wicked and perverted men in the hierarchy protect and promote one another, and we know they do not care what we think or how we feel. But we pray that some at least will begin to fight against the evil in their midst.
I’m an angry, disgusted Catholic these days. I’m stunned, horrified, furious, and grieved. But the way is narrow, the Cross is calling, and I want to finish the race marked out for me. I cannot do it without the Church.