my mother works for a catholic school attached to the very old, very conservative church named after the big man's right hand bringer of pain and justice. I am an unrelenting apostate, however I love my mother and so choose to give her a ride and walk her into church on Christmas. Father Smith proceeds to go all jokes about my mother raising a "wolf" in the midst of his flock. I almost died laughing. I suggested in rebuttal that sheep cant tell the difference between the sheep dogs and the wolves.Phew. That's OK then.I was genuinely worried. Cuz I've heard stories... *shudder* there are some truly horrendous clergy out there, who are abusive to put it mildly, and have no business what-so-ever in a leadership position anywhere, let alone with vulnerable populations. They do a lot of damage, both on personal and community levels.