The Portal September 2018 | Page 5

ragon THE P RTAL September 2018 Page 5 Clamavi in toto corde meo Snapdragon on the current crisis in the Church S itting in the boathouse keeping an eye on dogs, grandchildren and lunch as the rain came pelting down this week, my mind wandered freely across the loch taking in as much of the view, church history and spiders, as was consistent with keeping snouts out of baskets. Robert the Bruce is said to have drawn inspiration from the persistence of a spider and decided on the strength of a bit of web spinning to have one more go at regaining a kingdom. Spiders, I can report, have nothing on Labradors when it comes to the sheer hard work necessary to get into lunch for 12, packed into snout proofed boxes. In between all of this, prompted by the letter the Holy Father sent to me on Monday, I fell to thinking about the mess the church is in at the moment. One doesn’t often get a letter from a pope, even if everyone else seems to have got it as well, so a bit of cogitation seemed in order. I gather that this is the worst crisis in the history of the church but it doesn’t seem to me to be quite as bad as the fuss caused by Arius or by Martin Luther for that matter. This one isn’t a question of faith or doctrine but of morals and discipline. As far as one can see, lots and lots of homosexual clergymen have abused one another and tried out their filthy perversions on the young. Once caught, they have used church money to pay off their victims and moved themselves around in hot pursuit of new blood. This is sin and appears to have going on since the late 1950s. Those set in authority are either at it themselves or, having known the perverts for years, cannot bring themselves to do much about it. This too is sin. Re- reading the Holy Father’s letter I suppose this is what he is driving at, but why I have to fast in an act of repentance for what he characterises as clericalism, is beyond me. The sinning of clergymen is not clericalism, it is wicked behaviour; nor is the pathetic habit of thinking that everything that father says and does is right, clericalism. That is infantilism which is not quite the same thing. In the back of my mind, as I shared what had been a perfectly good packet of Chedders with 2 dogs and an extremely damp ghillie, I had a vague recollection that councils have been called to deal with the question of how bishops are to be dealt with when they err. I also had an even vaguer recollection that the prophets faced this sort of behaviour in the past and that the consequences of not dealing with it was a wholesale clear out of Israel and the destruction of the Temple. Fortunately, the dogs were driven off by the arrival of the wet and hungry and I could put Ezekiel’s unpleasant discoveries out of my mind. Perhaps I ought to write back to Pope Francis and point all of this out: perhaps we all ought to write back, which is what one generally does when one gets a letter from anyone important, and let him know how much we all value his efforts to keep things generally ship shape and Bristol fashion. While we are about it perhaps we could tell him what we also all know to be true, which is that deacons, priests and bishops, amongst whom we number cardinals and popes, are required to avoid sexual intercourse with those to whom they are not married (which in most cases is everyone in the world). Just because the sin of fornication has become immensely popular in the world and homosexuality a matter of civic right, does not mean that we should all be at it with or without someone else’s children. I expect as Pope, he knows all this but just in case, why not write and tell him? Imagine the effect of a billion letters each suggesting that every single one of those about whom he had written to us had to go, regardless of th e short term effect on the numbers in ordained ministry. The letter idea got short shrift at dinner that night: the general consensus was that most people were too mean to invest in a stamp and were they to do so the Italian post office simply couldn’t cope. A visiting American amused us greatly by insisting that Cardinal Tobin, who spends much of the year in the Archdiocese of Newark, has announced that he had no idea that a homosexual subculture operated within the clergy of his own diocese and that another Cardinal has apologised for failing to get his secretary to draw to his attention the revolting activities of Cardinal, now Archbishop, McCarrick. ... continued at the foot of the next page Ø