The honeymoon is over.
The paper today reports that not everybody is happy with the new pontiff. Actually I’m rather surprised it took so long. Most of the brouhaha stems from the pontiff saying that if a priest is gay but repents of a lifestyle not in keeping with the priesthood, then who is he to judge.
Those on the right and left are not happy. The right is not happy because he seems too wishy-washy. The left is not happy because he does not seem wishy-washy enough. Which places our pontiff right smack dab in the middle, or in his own terms, he is a son of the Church and believes as the Church does.
There is erroneous thought out there that he can change Church teaching. He can’t and any Catholic worth his salt knows that. Allowing a man to become a priest who happens to have SSA is not matter of theology per se, but matter of policy. If I were hiring a business manager, I might want someone who has at least worked in the non-profit world because that would be a lot smaller learning curve for the new employee, but that too is a matter of policy, not the official teaching of the Church.
In the end, what has changed? Nothing. Any man who wants to become a priest will have to conform his life morally to the teachings of Christ no matter his orientation. What is far more interesting is this idea that we have to “like” or “dislike” our pontiff as if he were a Facebook page. Either way, he is our pontiff. Do you like your boss? Do you like your Dad? Do you like your president? Like or dislike all you want, unless you want to leave you job, family, or country you can either be miserable or work with what God gave you to make something holy of your life and advance the Kingdom of God. (Do you really think God cares if you like Christ’s vicar on earth? But I would imagine he does care if you worked for the advancement of the kingdom or not.)
My Dad used to go into an absolute fit when it rained. “I can’t ride my bike, I can’t work in the garden, I can’t go out and do anything!” To him I used to say, “Dad, you live in northeast Ohio. It rains. You either find a way to enjoy the rain or you are going to be miserable.” He chose to be miserable.
We have a pope. What do you choose?