It seems to many, from what write, I do not like priests. This is absolutely untrue and is exactly the opposite to how I feel, and to those who have taken the time to know me, you know it is laughable. Of all the priests I have met or has offered my sacrifice there is one that has truly righteously angered me. He was a bully to all and fostered such anti catholic sentiments supporting the liberal women in his parish. He was as one of the priests below said, “He is a wild man’. This was said publicly at a morning mass from the pulpit. Also another priest said, “You can discuss nothing with him. He shouts and shouts and is in denial of any complaint or correction he needs. I cannot talk to him”. This is by the way a summation and a paraphrase of the conversation. Another priest said to me, “Do not confront him Michael, write to him or he will scream at you and not listen”. There are habits and ways that many priests have, that do disgust me and I would counter any arguments that you make with I feel this reaction of mine comes from an indignation that is justifiable. I never want more for them than the just punishment or the necessary amount of correction needed for the safety of their soul. They are of course those priests who do not hear confessions and find ways to dodge that duty; those priests who never teach about the Sacraments and never mention Humanae Vitae and have never kept up with the information from Rome. Never visit the prisons, hospitals and shut-ins that need their presence for confession. There are not many of them and for this I thank God. In fact I think in Western Canada where I reside these are probably less than 5% of the priestly ranks., that are in a state of any kind of serious sins. I do feel many of them need to hone their sacrificial acts . There again it is more the fault of the laity who do not use the sacraments. It is certainly different in the rest of the North America of which I write about, that is North American catholics in general. I call your attention to the folks who sponsored and the emeritus Archbishop, who offered, the Potato Head Mass in California. Do any of you have a problem with these sentiments. Well then, tell God with prayer of your concern for my soul and ask if Him, should I be writing what some of you may see as sinful drivel.
Now I want to change direction and tell you of the priests I respect and find amazing, who in spite of silly women. Women who related spiritually one might claim to Jezebel, who demand the priests do as they, these women, see as fitting ways to change the Catholic Teachings , Sacraments and Dogma to ease their consciences that they find so irritating. Poor priests, without real men in their parishes to support them or who they can trust to support the pastoral work he the priest is formed spiritually, and in the seminary, to do. Priests, I write, who have worked sincerely and want so hard to fulfill the obligations of their pastorship. I do wish to extol those who will save our souls, those Pastors who really work towards our salvation. I will also try to make you aware of what I have seen around them on their Altars. As a little altar boy there was Canon William Percival Hayes of St Nicholas of Tolentine, after my father he led me on the right path and I know that I shall be eternally grateful to him, from him I received a devotion and knowledge of Veronica. In BC there are several and the first for me was Fr Chan at St Teresa’s in Burnaby. I did not understand him at first but he was pastorally great. My wife and I were only in his parish two days when he was knocking at our door, making sure of our spiritual safety. Next was Fr Dickinson at Our Lady of Mercy in New West Burnaby. He was followed by Fr. Gary Gordon. I can say nothing but good about him. He turned my wife’s life around, and through him and his example we both started into a life of compunction. He was simple and honest. Next came Fr. Don Newman, the Monsignor, who was nothing but good for Ann and I. He helped us to really put our Catholic Life straight and was so helpful in my interior life. He made sure I got the best advice he could give me. He once told me I did not scare him but he was frightened of what I would do in the Church. He did tell me one time that he was thankful that what I was doing was not given to him to do and he was about to spend time thanking God before the Blessed Sacrament that he, Fr. Newman, had not been chosen. It was wonderful and greatly stimulating for my faith all that occurred on his altar at mass. There were happenings which one day he confirmed rather abruptly and out of the blue. He told Ann and I, “I never prayed for signs but, but”. And then he left quickly It was at a requiem he offered for young mother, Mrs Holt, who should be prayed to by all mothers, who need help. As the mass was ending a young girl in what I thought was a first communion gown appeared by the coffin and was welcomed by Christ at the side of the altar, she was taken by the hand and then they walked off. A priest later told me it was more likely a wedding dress.Then I met Msgr Monroe, and saw from him what a wonderful devotion many priests had to the Holy Eucharist and noticed he had a tremendous need and often sought the help of Our Lady and Mother.
The next priest was Fr Mendenhall. He was a man of tremendous charity, deeply filled with a terrific and unflinching love for his parishioners. Many never knew. How I wish he was still around, I admired tremendously him when he started the Family Circle at St Ann’s Abbotsford. His Church was always filled with families with lots of children. He was solicitous and cared for their spiritual lives. After him came Fr Tran I had a great admiration for him when after a silly letter in the local catholic rag a monseigneur wrote an absolute disgusting recommendation ton how to receive Holy Communion, even when we knew we were in a state of mortal sin. "Receive", he said , "Rather than scandalize our neighbor". At Father Tran's mass I saw one St Cecilia’s day, where a rather unique and unusual society came together. It was called the Single Rose Society and was formed by all the parishioners who were widows or widowers. At the offertory, each member placed a rose upon the sanctuary steps. I watched as men and women whose faces I could not discern took the rose and placed it on the altar. I was quite devastated when I realized that some who placed the rose on the altar were angels. That was when I knew that through the fusion of souls into one before God at the catholic wedding sacrament we, those married, can if we know of a sin by our partners can confess them and do penance for our partners. You do not believe me, then why did Christ say, “What God has joined together let no man break asunder”? Tell me all you well informed by God and the Churchmen was Christ only talking about the worldly? Could there be even a hint of spiritual there somewhere? Fr Tony Boniface, an amazingly simple, but truly devout priest always seemed to be held at times on the altar in two palms with the fingers pointing down. He stood in them with the hands slightly cupped around him. Fr John Horgan at mass at the consecration how often the whole altar turned golden. This was seen on one occasion by another who did not realize quite what he saw. Often at the abbey here in Mission with certain priests i he altar glows and when a certain two of them stand at the side corners at some masses they appear to me like two tall and yet stern angels like the angels that guard the altar. They no longer seem to be priests.
The Mass for me even the Norvus Ordo celebrated in exact similitude with Rome is a view into heaven. Is that your opinion too?