I afraid the Church is a Church made up of sinners , Desbee. In heaven it willl be different, we will all be saints, shining like stars. But I am afraid down here we are constantly up to our necks in cow manure. The only thing makes me put up with it is is knowing I am the worst of the entire lot and in over my head in the stuff, rotten with it. My only hope being to hope in the Church folks around me who are not sunk in the hole quite as deep as I am and hoping they'll give me a hand up out of the crap. I am older and cantakerous now as my father was at my age. When I visit a Church I often have dark thoughts at those around me . The only thing that makes me stop and laugh at myself is when my good angel pulls me short by holding up a mirror and forcing me to gaze inwards. Then I laugh because the faults I see most clearly in others I see most clearly in myself. I guess what I am saying is that when we look inwards at how deeply we are up to our necks in it , it makes us more tolerant of the manure of others.