As we live through this time of crisis in the Church, when the headlines are full of the misdeeds of some of our priests and bishops, it’s easy to lose our perspective and forget that there are many more good priests than bad.
I clearly remember walking up the pathway to the rectory door that night to make my first confession in 15 years. The mere thought of having to sit face-to-face with someone and tell him what I had done made me want to turn around and run for my life. Just as I rang the doorbell, I looked back at the car and thought, “Go! It’s your last chance!” but it was too late. The door opened and there was Father Alex.