It's because they've been conditioned to since birth.
A Catholic NEVER, EVER questions a priest.
That's why I admire the great courage of the people who were molested by these wolves in sheep's clothing to speak up and speak out about it.
No small deed, that.
So are you a Catholic who is afraid to question your priest?
‘cause I am a Catholic and I will question my priest anytime.
And let’s go ahead and bring up the scandal yet again. Even though it has nothing whatsoever to do do with this thread which if I recall correctly has to do with Purgatory.
Was it terrible? You betcha. Are those priests going to answer for it? Yeah. There is probably no sin the rest of us can commit (other than blaspheming the Holy Spirit) that will garner the punishment that those unholy, unrighteous, criminal priests committed.
I personally hope they rot in Hell.
It is written: “But whoever causes one of these little ones who believe in Me to stumble, it would be better for him if a millstone were hung around his neck, and he were thrown into the sea.”
I came into the Church in 2008 but I remember watching the news when the whole scandal broke. I saw the pain in the faces of those Catholic parishioners. Such a sad time.
I became Catholic not because of the scandal but in spite of the scandal.
Well I understand some do now....I suppose it's determined by the Parish one is in, maybe some more strict with that than others. I know catholics don't like to admit their parishes are much like Protestant denominations in that though their doctrins are the same, how the overall laity interacts with their Priest can vary greatly as well as how close to Vatican teachings they adhere.
Plus I think your'e right about being conditioned from childhood. I kew a man who was "conditioned" as that who attended church with me once. He was catholic. He was astounded how his very heart was touched thru the Pators sermon.....said he believed God spoke to His heart that day and reassured Him of something which was troubling Him....... Then he spent hours telling me what it was for him as a kid growing up in the catholic church. His father was Italian and mother Polish, both strong believers in Catholicism. I remember how astounded I was of the things he shared...being afraid all the time of the nuns and how mean they could be. How strict everything was etc. But his point was how comletely comfortable he was in this church we attended together. He had been taught how dreadful it would be....he was more than surprised...and wanted to go again...and we did.