The deaths of Cora, Dawson and Callan Clancy...in all their horror...are part of God's holy Providence...like the death of Christ and all human affliction. Of course, they (like all evil, sin, suffering) are not God's direct will, but his permissive will. He allowed them with the purpose of bringing a greater good out of them. What is God's greater purpose? We do not know the details. We know that the final aim is eternity in heaven together with God.
The children were given a Catholic funeral mass, with Cardinal O'Malley presiding. Lindsay, Patrick, the Cardinal, their pastor-friend Fr. Bob and all Catholics know these three innocents are now alive, eternally happy, with God. Even old-school Catholics like Fleckinstein need not worry about purgatory here: they are Holy Innocents, we can peacefully pray to, not for them...and with them for Mom and Dad.
The destinies of Lindsay and Patrick are more complex.
I was heartened to learn of the importance of their friend-pastor Fr. Bob, before and after the deaths. The day after the tragedy he administered the sacrament of anointing and the apostolic pardon (which removes temporal punishment due to sin) to Lindsay. In the years following he visited her weekly. This became a legal issue when the defense required records of all who visited her but the judge shielded the priest's visits as religious and unrelated to medical and legal affairs.
My hope for Lindsay is that she continue to be healed and sanctified by the sacraments of the Church. My view is that her degree of culpability...moral and legal...is very mysterious and unknowable. But she is surely suffering enough already so I hope there is no retrial. But whether in the hospital, prison or independent, she desperately needs the help of Christ through the Church. May God especially bless Fr. Bob.
He also remained close to Patrick, even travelling to NYC to visit him in his healing process.
He affirmed Patrick's personal forgiveness and pleaded for mercy in light of the obvious mental illness.
With everyone else, I was mesmerized by the interview of Patrick on 60 Minutes by Ross Douthat (who did a marvelous job). Within seconds he gained my affection and respect: this could be my own son, friend, nephew. His forgiveness is authentic and impressive. He seems to be grieving in a normal manner. He is resilient and rebuilding his life. He retains and protects joyous memories of wife and children. We hope the best for him with his new family.
Yet, as a Catholic, I am saddened that he divorced Lindsay and has now remarried civilly, outside of the Church.
We know as Catholics that even such a horrific act does not nullify the marriage. Annulment refers always to a defect of the marriage at its origin. Lindsay is now and will be Clancy; the bond is undissolvable.
This is not to moralistically judge Patrick. He is doing amazingly well in my view.
But this is to see the objective nature of the thing.
Spiritually and ontologically, they are still married. But Lindsay has now factually lost her husband. It is understandable of course. Emotionally it is inconceivable that they would continue normally as husband and wife. Perhaps this loss is another aspect of "retribution" that she will pay. The "apostolic pardon" removes temporal punishment due to sin in purgatory, but not in this life.
I am sad for Patrick that he is not receiving the comfort of the sacraments. This is not surprising. The reporting is that they valued their faith but attended mass sporadically. In this they resemble about 80% of American Catholic who refrain from Sunday Eucharist. They are the norm.
This is, of course, a diluted, weakened Catholicism. It is my observation that the vast majority of Catholics are non-observant, yet attached to their faith in a variety of ways, many healthy but often sentimental, superficial and emotional. Sunday mass really is the litmus test for a Catholic. Staying home on Sunday is like a plant that uproots itself from the soil. So, many retain pious practices as they pick and choose what they like from the Catholic cafeteria.
Patrick shared with Ross how he observed Callan's first birthday in NYC: he lit a candle in St. Patrick's Cathedral, whispered "I love you Buddy," walked to the street, and cried his eyes out. It was a cathartic grieving. Healthy. I am glad he had the faith to do that. But it would have been so much better if he went to confession, knelt in adoration, and then attended mass and received Holy Communion.
I wonder: What would I do if our family experienced such a tragedy? There is only one thing I could do: Immerse myself in the sacraments. Christ in the Church is EVERYTHING!
For Patrick I want what I want for Lindsay: in this life, communion with Christ in the sacraments of his Church.
Patrick and his new wife are impressive people: attractive, professional, intelligent, healthy, athletic, confident, charming. They will succeed in building a new life. But is that enough?
The singular sadness of my own life...of the Church of our time...is the loss of the Catholic faith, of so many, of our boomer generation and our children.
Going forward there is a possible path for Patrick. Recognizing his union with Lindsay, he might continue his partnership in a brother-sister, celibate union, faithful as father to their new child and "friend-brother-partner" to his not-really-wife. He could find a way to communicate with and support Lindsay, from some distance obviously, thus fulfilling his primal vow. He would be quite a man: faithful to two women, in a celibate virility we Catholics know well with our priests, sisters, brothers.
It is not for us to prescribe, or judge, or dispense "shoulds."
It is for us to remember them in our prayers.