So my pastor told me this morning. I told him how disturbed I am by the events of the last week at the Synod.
Don’t worry, he told me. They can’t change the Gospel. No, they can’t. But what if they continue to change the Church?
There is a big leap from love and mercy to acceptance of sin. They can’t redefine sin. One of the Gospel stories that gives me so much hope is the “Woman caught in adultery.” In this, Jesus shows mercy to the woman. He asks the others, who are prepared to stone her to death, to step forward and cast the first stone if he is without sin. No one stepped forward. No one condemned the woman. Jesus told her “Neither do I condemn you; go, and do not sin again.”
We are to show mercy. We are not to judge. I get it.
But Jesus didn’t tell the woman to go and continue with what she was doing. He demanded that she change her behavior! That she sin no more.
I rely on God’s mercy on a daily basis. I trust in his forgiveness. I am a sinner, for sure. But I do not deliberately live a lifestyle that is inherently sinful. This is not my idea of fun. I would love to have a man in my life and I would love to enjoy the carnal pleasures again. But when I compare the pleasure to the idea of sinning, it looses its gloss.
So I live this life of “chastity.” It sounds so strange to say that of a 62 year old woman, but I was corrected by a priest at confession when I called it “celibacy.” I am “chaste,” not “celibate.” What ever you call it, it is not easy. It is lonely. And sometimes very very sad.
So now I see this huge party in Rome. Embracing all manner of people. Fine, but don’t pretend that sin has changed, because it hasn’t. The truth is eternal. It is not about “time.” Every time called itself new and modern. But the truth is the truth, and it does not change.
As a Christian, I am called to love all people. It is not up to me to judge them. It is not my job.
But my life is my business, and it is my job. As I have grown in my spiritual life, I have had to realize that this is not Burger King, and I cannot “have it my way.” This has been very painful for me. I have had to make sacrifices that have felt like they cut to the bone.
How can my church abandon me? That is how I feel. My pastor told me not to despair, but I feel slightly devastated.
I would ask for your charity. If you are not a fan of the Catholic Church, please don’t use this as an opportunity to pile on. I am struggling.
We are to show mercy. We are not to judge. a