Jesus Our Shepherd
Bishops Want A Time-Out
National Catholic Reporter

Our bishops, it seems, want a time-out. At their November meeting, the bishops laid out plans for the future of their conference. Bottom line: less public discussion of pressing issues, more private time to contemplate such pastoral concerns as priestly formation and the centrality of the Eucharist, fewer statements on what many perceive as secondary issues, and tighter reins on their bureaucracy.

People of good will may differ on the merits of each of these inclinations. For example, the bishops are certainly entitled to time together outside the spotlight to share experiences and formulate positions. After all, they are colleagues; and it’s hard to be collegial when a few members steal the public limelight or, conversely, the fear of a public misstatement or mischaracterization leads to silence. Plus, the world wont suffer much if our church leaders decide that their collective opinion on this or that hot topic will not be forthcoming. Bureaucracies being what they are, it is hard to argue with the notion that priorities must be established and budgets adhered to.

But taken together, and in the context of the last three years, those individual notions paint a disturbing picture. Of course it all goes back to the problem that wont go away. The clergy sex abuse crisis is for Catholics like desert sand that gets into everything. It annoys and blinds and at times makes things break down. You might want to ignore it, but it just wont allow you to.

For example, take the election of Spokane, Washington Bishop William Skylstad as president of the bishops’ conference. Skylstad is by most measures perfect for the job. Moderate in tone, pastoral in style, the 70-year old bishop has diligently pursued the work of the conference for nearly three decades. A solid guy!

Yet there’s the desert sand. Back in Spokane, Skylstad is dealing with the fallout of sex abuse cases, the most notable of which involves crimes committed three decades ago by a former priest at a parish pastured by Fr. Skylstad. Now the diocese is pursuing a bankruptcy claim, a step necessitated (according to Skylstad) by the need to keep the church functioning in that northwest corner of the country, and by the desire to treat victims equitably.

Skylstad of course is not alone. Every one of the ten candidates for president of the bishops’ conference has his own stories related to the crisis – sins of omission and commission about which abuse survivors can cite chapter and verse. It is pervasive. So it is in this environment and context that the bishops come to the conclusion that they should do more of their work behind closed doors. They want more time without the press or their “non-essential” staff present. How will they use that time? To consider, for example, such pastoral issues as “the centrality of the Eucharist” in church life? To be sure, this is a worthy discussion. But is the range of opinion [here] so great, the fear of misstatement so profound, that this is a topic that cannot be broached in public? Apparently.

At their Dallas meeting more than two years ago, the bishops pledged themselves to greater transparency and accountability. Collectively, they have taken strides few would have thought possible in the pre-crisis American church: empanelling a lay review board, enacting a one-strike-and-you’re-out policy for abusive priests, implementing child protection programs at the diocesan level, commissioning reports that have begun to put the crisis in historical and sociological perspective. That’s all to the good.

Yet today more than 70% of American Catholics believe the sex abuse cover-up is worse than the sex abuse itself, according to recent findings from researchers at the Catholic University of America and Purdue University. The blame, and the shame, goes to the bishops. It is precisely the wrong time, therefore, to enact a policy of benign neglect, to hide from critics, to gather privately in the company of colleagues.

It isn’t that Catholics don’t want to forgive or trust their bishops; they just don’t know what they are forgiving or what they can trust. Their understanding of what’s missing is as deep in their bones as the sacramental teaching they learned as youngsters. What’s missing is what has bedeviled church leaders since the scandal was first unearthed twenty years ago: an accounting by individual bishops of what went wrong. Our sacramental theology says that the sin must be named before it can be forgiven.

We’re still waiting for the bishop to come forward and say: “Dear church, here is precisely what was done in your name during my watch. Here is the number of abusing priests I transferred; the amount of money I took from the community’s treasury to pay for silence, the number of victims abused in this diocese. This is how many I counter-sued. This is the number of victims to whom I have never spoken. For all these things, I am sorry.” Then let the consequences fall where they will.

Perhaps that is asking too much. Perhaps the greatest crisis in the history of the church in the United States will remain, save for a few exceptions where the press is able to ferret out documents, a grand abstraction caused by something called “the diocese” and a host of undifferentiated “mistakes.”

Much accounting has been forced from bishops in the last few years; but they have never “closed the loop” in the sacramental sense, in that deep way that restores trust…between the leaders and the community. So the talk of Eucharist, for instance, will proceed to a certain point behind closed doors and among colleagues. But it is difficult to explore something as profound as Eucharist without the rest of the community; and the rest of the community is still at odds, still suspicious, still wondering what it can trust.

A time-out may be necessary; but when it’s over, the community will still be waiting outside the door.