When Priests Attack
April 10th, 2006As you might know, my wife and I have been trying to decide which church we should join and raise our kids under. My wife was raised Catholic and I was raised Methodist. Since we’ve been together, we’ve been flopping back and forth between each family’s church but, since we have a baby on the way, we felt we needed to decide on a church for our family.
The Methodist Church and service isn’t structured in a way that we would really be happy going to every week, so that wasn’t an option. Both of us had our issues with the Catholic Church but felt that, with some guidance from a priest, it would be possible to put them aside. We had a meeting (actually he told my wife on the phone it would be dinner but we didn’t get any dinner) with a priest on Saturday evening.
When we arrived at the rectory, we were welcomed into his home and brought straight into his office. Immediately after sitting down he pulled out a baptism application and asked what date we had in mind. We told him again why we were there to speak with him. I’ll be honest; his answers in the beginning to some of our issues were more than satisfactory, to the point we were thinking that baptizing our baby in his church would be fine. Then it happened.
The priest made a comment that the Methodist church had some virtues. My wife agreed with him and said she liked the fact that my parents’ church did community service and outreach projects. Now, keep in mind we’ve already ruled out the Methodist Church for us and she was just agreeing with the priest. Out of nowhere, the priest pulled out the local diocese directory, and started listing all the “service organizations” the Catholic church was involved in. Not only was he listing them, but the conversation went something like this:
Priest: In this diocese, we have 1, 2, 3… 5 hospitals. How many hospitals does the Methodist church have? *pointed look at me*
Me: Um, none?
Priest: I could make a call to a drug rehab clinic and have you in there tonight if you were addicted to heroin. (What is it with priests and heroin?) And it would be free for you, all sponsored by the Catholic Church. Does the Methodist church have that? *glares at me*
Me: No?
He read to us every institution that the money from the Catholic church sponsors, and after each one glared at me and asked if the Methodist church had anything like that. At one point I even answered him with “I don’t know” to which I got a stern response of “NONE.” After he was finished with that directory, he asked us if we wanted to see a directory of another nearby diocese. We didn’t say anything but he pulled it out anyway. Then he pulled out a huge dictionary-sized book and banged it down on the desk and said, “And this is the directory of the whole church.”
At this point my wife and I were shooting each other looks like “oh my God” and we really didn’t know what to do. Like I said earlier, going the Methodist route wasn’t an option and he completely misunderstood the comment and basically attacked me and the religion in which I was raised. (Good thing I didn’t mention that my middle name was taken from the founder of the Methodist Church.) He told us not to over think things and then gave us quite a bit of reading material to help us with our decision, including “The Catechism of the Catholic Church” which isn’t really a book you can sit down and read cover to cover. We left there feeling even more confused than when we walked in, not to mention completely disappointed in him.
We decided to attend an Episcopal Church on Sunday morning, both of us worrying this just wasn’t going to work out either, but were pleasantly surprised. In the end, we feel that this church has the openness and attitude of the protestant churches that we really love and need, as well as the structure of the mass that my wife and I were looking for. The beliefs in the Episcopal Church really fall in line with what we believe and want to teach our children, so we think we might have found our match. Let’s just say that I felt like yesterday was a breath of fresh air and felt really happy with our findings, even if Saturday night was something we had to go through in order to get there.